The tears in the eyes suddenly fell, silent, but they were seen by the child. Seeing her red eyes, Mo Shaoyu was also at a loss, but the tight lips still had unwillingness to relax. .
"You forgive my mother, don't be angry with my mother, please." Song Qiyue went to shook his hand, and finally grabbed him. It was a soft little hand. She didn't dare to use force in her palm.
Song Qiyue whispered, "In the future, my mother will always be with you, attend your parent conference, pick you up from school, and go out to play together on weekends. Mom will always be by your side and never leave. You, never again!"
"Okay?" She asked. The mother and the son looked at each other, and she asked in a loud voice, "Shao Yu, okay?"
Shao Yu never nodded, but never shook his head again. His innocent eyes were full of Song Qiyue.
"If you didn't answer, then mother will treat him as you agreed." Song Qiyue pulled him close to her arms and hugged him thoroughly.
After two years of separation, she embraced the child for the first time. This is her son. He has embraced countless times in the infant. Now that he is so old, it is a hug that has been too long. The sour eyes were more astringent, but she was happy in her heart. The two emotions were intertwined, making her seem to cry, but it seemed to be laughing.
The mother's hug was unfamiliar, but with a different fragrance, so Shao Yu was embraced by her.
And on the trail not far from the small park, Mo Zhengyan stood behind the shade of the tree. He had already stood for a while. He saw the scene in front of him. It was a woman hugging a child. He leaned against the big tree, lowered his head, holding a few bottles of mineral water in his hand, and he did not get out for a long time.
"Well, I'm almost breathless..." Finally, the child protested.
Song Qiyue quickly let go of her hand and hurriedly asked, "Did it hurt you?"
"No." Shao Yu replied.
Song Qiyue looked at the child, really okay, wiped his sweat and said, "Don't you go and sit there?"
"I want to wait for Dad to come back."
The child wanted to continue to wait, and Song Qiyue also stood with him. She turned her head and smiled, "Do you remember seeing my mother here that day, Shao Yu has a good memory."
"The teacher said the same, and my father said that I could be a mathematician scientist." The child said nothing to his father. After waiting for a while, he didn't see his father turning back. He couldn't help turning around to see, "Why hasn't my father returned yet."
"You're thirsty." Song Qiyue smiled, "Otherwise, mom will take you to see?"
"No." The child refused again. "Dad asked me to be here."
What kind of education is this to make the child so obedient, Song Qiyue couldn't help but startled, and the child's clear voice rang in her ears, "Dad--!"
Mo Zhengyan had already taken the water and turned it back, took three bottles of water, one bottle was handed to Shao Yu, the other bottle was handed to Song Qiyue.
Song Qiyue said, "I'm not thirsty, no need."
After that, he didn't stay for too long. After leaving the park path, the car stopped at two places. Both Mo Zhengyan and Song Qiyue drove here alone, and it became a question of whose car the children should ride.
Song Qiyue asked with a smile, "Shao Yu, do you want to take your mother's car and take you home?"
The child stood beside Mo Zhengyan, clutching his trouser legs and said, "I want to ride in Dad's car!"
"Then mom will drive behind you." So Song Qiyue could only take a step back, and Mo Zhengyan said, "You can sit in the back seat with Shao Yu."
In his car? Song Qiyue's eyes were cold, he read it out, she was not unwilling, but simply dismissive.
"Shao Yu, mom sits in the back row with you, are you willing?" Mo Zhengyanfu asked with his head down again.
This time, the child did not refuse, but looked at Song Qiyue with a pair of longing eyes.
This made Song Qiyue couldn't bear to refuse, "Then mom sits with you."
Immediately, the child took a seat in the full seat. Song Qiyue made a phone call and then got in the car.
As the car drove to the old house of Mo's family, Song Qiyue looked at her son beside her, sat happily, and looked out the window. She tried to find a topic, "Shao Yu, what did you do in school today?"
"Nothing." The child replied.
"Have you played games? What did you eat at noon? Which kid in the class did you play better?" Song Qiyue asked again, but the child answered very simply and almost silently. Obviously, he hasn't really accepted it yet.
"Shao Yu, why aren't you talking? Dad is listening, what did you do today." Mo Zhengyan also asked.
Only then did Shao Yu open the chatterbox, "In the morning, the teacher taught us two new poems."
"What new poems, will you memorize it?" Mo Zhengyan continued to ask.
"A lot of kids don't know it, but I will." The little guy said proudly, and he recited, "One is, "The Yellow River flows into the sea in the daytime. If you want to be a thousand miles away, you can go to the next level." "
The child's recitation was not bad, and the word was particularly clear. Song Qiyue was the first time he heard a child recite a poem, and his pride spontaneously arose.
"The recitation is very good." She couldn't help but praise, "The teacher taught this morning, do you remember it?"
"Yep."
"We Shao Yu is so good." Song Qiyue smiled, and she asked, "Do you know who wrote this poem?"
"I don't know." Shao Yu shook his head, and Song Qiyue said, "It is a poet named Wang Zhihuan, who wrote it. Then do you know, what does this poem mean?"
"Teacher Ru said that if you want to see far away scenery, you have to go upstairs a little higher." The child explained the teacher's explanation.
Song Qiyue said, "Teacher Ru is right. Only when you stand tall can you see far. Just like you want to learn more, you have to work hard, like climbing stairs, one step at a time. Today Shao Yu I will memorize this poem, and I will have another one tomorrow, and it will be much better in the future."
"Oh."
"What about the other song?"
"I've already heard this song. Goose, goose, goose, song Xiang Tian, white hair floating green water, and anthurium playing clear waves." The child is very fluent in memorizing, "This is written by King Luo Bin."
Song Qiyue smiled and said, "How old is Luo Bin Wang to write, do you know?"
"Seven years old, I know."
"How did he write this poem, do you know that?" Song Qiyue talked to him, curious that the baby had taken the bait.
Song Qiyue said, "When King Luo Bin was a child, he lived in a small village. There is a pond outside the village called Luojiatang. In spring, there are willow trees by the pond, the water is very clean, and there are geese in the pond..."
On this road, the car was no longer quiet, full of female voices and childlike voices of children, Mo Zhengyan remained silent, he stopped making a sound, just drove and listened to the voice.
While chatting, he finally arrived at Mo's house. In front of the house, another car had already arrived, waiting there, it seemed to be picking up Song Qiyue.
"Stop at the door." Song Qiyue spoke, and Mo Zhengyan stopped the car.
"Shao Yu." Song Qiyue turned her head again, "you see home, mother will go back, tomorrow, mother will come to pick you up from school, okay."
"And this, take it home and eat one every day." Song Qiyue took out the lollipop from the bag and put it into the child's hand.
The child has a pair of smart eyes, but the whole person is watching him. Song Qiyue smiled, she leaned over and dropped a kiss on her son's forehead, "Okay, mom is gone, see you tomorrow."
After speaking, Song Qiyue got out of the car and waved with her son outside the car.
The car carried Shao Yu into Mo's house. Mo Zhengyan looked up and saw Song Qiyue still behind until the door closed and her figure disappeared. The son is holding that jar of lollipops, there are probably five or six lollipops left.
"Shao Yu, where did the lollipop come from?" As soon as he entered the old house, Manager Zhao saw the candy he was holding and asked with a smile.
Sister Jiang was also there, and she smiled, "Daddy must have bought it, right?"
Madam Mo summoned Shao Yu and asked, "Come tell grandma, can you eat so much sugar?"
"Tooth decay." The child answered honestly.
"Then give the sugar to grandma, you can't take that much." Madam Mo strictly controlled the child's snacks, and she was about to take away the sugar bowl.
In the past, Shao Yu would hand over the candies obediently, but today he is holding it and refuses to let it go. Everyone is suspicious, and Mo Zhengyan said, "These candies were given to him by his mother."
It turned out to be Song Qiyue, Madam Mo and others understood.
Mo Zhengyan said, "Mom said to you, eat one every day, there are five lollipops here, you will eat it for five days, do you know?"
"Okay!" the little guy raised his head and shouted.
At night, Shao Yu refused to fall asleep, and Mo Zhengyan accompanied him. He even asked, "What did you and mom talk about when Dad went to get mineral water today?"
"Nothing." The child was unwilling to answer, but he felt like he had done something wrong. "But, mother she cried."
Mo Zhengyan was taken aback, and then said, "Did she cry?"
"Well, I cried for a while." Shao Yu asked, "Dad, why does she cry? Is it the same as my aunt, did sand get in the eyes?"
In Shao Yu's memory, his father never cried, nor did his grandmother ever cry. Only the aunt Su Nan, who cried, said that at the time.
"No." Mo Zhengyan smiled, "Because my mother is so happy to see you."
"Don't you laugh when you are happy?"
"If you are too happy, you will cry."
The child didn't understand the meaning, and Mo Zhengyan coaxed him to sleep, "It's time to go to bed."
"Dad, good night." The child closed his eyes, and the bear doll was at hand. Mo Zhengyan turned off the light and saw the sugar bowl on the bedside table.
Mrs. Mo was waiting for him in the study. He would basically be there at night. Mo Zhengyan saw that the door of the study was not closed. He pushed aside and saw that Mrs. Mo was inside. He walked over and sat down. Mrs. Mo said, "She has come back now. Yes, I also met Shao Yu. I heard Shao Yu said that he went to school today, played with him for a while, and then sent him back."
Mo Zhengyan listened, and Madam Mo said, "She came to recognize the child this time, and she definitely won't just want to see the child as simple as that."
Just ask which mother would be willing to give up her child, Madam Mo asked, "What are your plans?"
"She wants a child, and the child needs a mother to be there. I will not prevent them from recognizing each other."
Madam Mo thought about it, and she replied, "Mother and son, the blood relationship can't be broken, you can watch your own affairs."
It was quiet in the middle of the night, and the study was very quiet. After Mo Zhengyan finished his office, he leaned against the executive chair to rest. He closed his eyes and his mind was empty. But somehow, the picture was reflected in the darkness, it was the eaves, her stubborn eyes in the rain, and the tears that fell.
Tick and fall into the rain.
The misty drizzle in front of us continued.
...
"Kacha—" In the hotel bedroom, she had just taken a shower, her wet hair and dripping water, but her mobile phone was on hands-free, and the man was talking with her. She was wiping and responding, suddenly. He asked, "Did you get in his car?"
Song Qiyue asked, "Do you think I can't be."
"It's not like your style."
"Style?" Song Qiyue's voice softened, "I don't have the backbone, but between the backbone and the child, I don't have a second choice. It is more important than anything for the child to accept me."
He was silent and didn't say a word anymore. He just said, "According to the current situation, someone will find you soon."
"I am waiting."
Sure enough, there are indeed many people who came to her. Secretary Liu said, "Director Song, President Kang of the Kang company, he has an appointment to ask you when you are free."
"The receipt is over, I am not free for the time being, I will contact him when I am free."
"Also, there is a Mr. Zhou Suhe, who is in the lobby of the hotel and said he wants to see you."
Song Qiyue listened to her report, she just tied the bow tie of her dress, "has the car been ready?"
"Already prepared."
In the lounge area of the hotel lobby, thin and heroic men were sitting there waiting. They were one of the few guests. They had great masculinity, and just sitting there was a sight. It's just that he seems to be waiting for someone, so he has been staring in a certain direction, which corresponds to the elevator entrance.
Suddenly, a figure came into the man's eyes, making him stare.
Zhou Suhe was watching. Look carefully, this person is really Song Qiyue. Her hair is a bit longer than when she left, and she is smart in trousers. She walks out with the assistant secretary, showing a beautiful figure. While he was still watching, she saw him, and suddenly, she smiled at him, which made him lose consciousness.
In the next second, she saw her walking outside the hotel.
Zhou Suhe's eyebrows frowned, sitting in the chair without moving, the secretary walked over straight, "Mr. Zhou, hello, Director Song said, please come to Jing Fuxuan at 1 o'clock in the afternoon, she has already booked a box. "
Just as he said, Song Qiyue had already stepped out of sight.
I don't know if it is an illusion, Zhou Suhe actually felt that she was a little cold, indifferent like a gust of wind.
Jing Fuxuan was one point full, Zhou Suhe arrived early, and before Song Qiyue came, he was taken to the box and waited for a while. Punctually, Song Qiyue finally appeared in the box. The secretary and assistant were swung away, but they were the only ones left.
Song Qiyue smiled and took the seat, and even opened his mouth, "Your news is very fast."
In fact, it was only three days, but he had already arrived and appeared in front of her. This is actually not difficult for Zhou Suhe, some of the news can't be concealed, not to mention that he has always been concerned about the trend of Hong Kong City. At this moment, Zhou Suhe said, "I have noticed."
"I'm thinking, will you come back one day." Zhou Suhe said again.
"It looks like you guessed it right." Song Qiyue smiled, "hasn't ordered food yet?"
"It's already ordered, it's ready to serve." Zhou Suhe commanded, and the waiter hurriedly served the dishes. Immediately, a table of dishes were brought up, and the dishes were exquisite and delicious.
"Dongpo meat, your favorite." Zhou Suhe turned the turntable to her. This table of dishes was her favorite.
Song Qiyue was also welcome. She picked it up to eat, and Zhou Suhe felt at this moment that she was still the same as before. The two chatted about the current situation, his company, life trivial matters, Zhou Suhe said, "Unexpectedly, you will become the director of Longyuan when you come back."
"It just happens that Longyuan needs capital, so I became a shareholder. It's also a coincidence." Song Qiyue did not hide it.
"You have also met Mo Zhengyan."
"See you, the celebration feast of Mo Shi is a heavy start."
She said frankly, she couldn't see anything unusual, Zhou Suhe asked again, "Have you seen a child?"
"Yesterday I went to school to pick him up from school."
"The kid still knows you?"
"I don't know, but it will always get better slowly." Speaking of this, Song Qiyue put down his chopsticks, and Zhou Suhe asked, "Don't eat it?"
"I'm full, I'm not too hungry." Song Qiyue said, picking up a napkin and wiping her mouth.
"All the kids are good?"
"Very good, he is very smart and has a particularly good memory." Talking about his son, Song Qiyue smiled.
It was a proud smile. Zhou Suhe clearly distinguished it. He held the teacup lightly, "Where have you been in the past two years? Why did you leave without saying goodbye?"
Mentioning this, Zhou Suhe fixed his eyes, "I went to find Miss Tao. She said that you are gone and don't know where you have been. Why didn't you tell me, don't you know, am I worried?"
He asked in a condensed voice, Song Qiyue met him, quietly lowered his head, only took out the things from the bag. It was a cigarette case and a lighter, Zhou Suhe's eyes were stunned, but she had already taken the cigarette. She moves so skillfully, she holds the cigarette so skillfully.
"You can smoke? When did you learn to smoke!" Zhou Suhe was about to grab her cigarette.
But Song Qiyue removed her hand and didn't let him touch it, but just signaled him not to grab it again, "Don't be so discriminatory, okay."
"Smoking is bad for your health, and you are a woman, how can you smoke?" Zhou Suhe was unhappy.
"Men can smoke, why can't women? I smoke, and my freedom is also my freedom." Song Qiyue replied, "Moreover, I would smoke a long time ago, and I will do it when I leave university. You are not still where I live. Have you seen an ashtray?"
Zhou Suhe thought at this moment, remembering that he had been to her apartment when he came to Hong Kong City. At that time, he did see the ashtray on the coffee table, but she only said it was used to put the key, and then he didn't think about it anymore. Now when she mentioned it, she seemed to understand it again, that's true.
Zhou Suhe frowned, "Why haven't you seen you smoke before?"
"Unfortunately, I never smoked in front of you." Song Qiyue said, "We have known each other for so many years. It doesn't matter if we don't have an image in front of you."
This is not a matter of image at all, but a side of Song Qiyue that is strange to Zhou Suhe and has never known it before.
"I've been to many places in the past two years, the United States, the United Kingdom, Europe, and I have run." She flicked off a piece of soot. "I was a little anxious when I left, and I didn't have time to tell you. Today I will treat it as an apologize. "
It's like a real thing, but why is she guilty? Zhou Suhe didn't know why, he just couldn't speak.
"Su He, I am very happy that you came to see me, but your company is also busy, so don't stay here forever. You still have to be busy with your own affairs. Come again when you are free, I will invite you to dinner." She said in a few words Slowly, but to disperse this round, "I have something to do today, I will get together another day."
After she said, the cigarette from her fingertips was nipped in the ashtray, and then she got up with a smile, still so sassy, "I'm leaving now."
Before he could answer, she got up, and as soon as she opened the door, Johnson was still outside. Song Qiyue looked at him and teased, "Asen, I haven't seen him in two years. Your chest muscles are still so good."
Johnson smiled awkwardly, Song Qiyue smiled and left, while Johnson entered the box, "Master Su He, Miss July is still the same as before."
It is the same? Zhou Suhe didn't think so.
A cigarette butt in the ashtray proved to have changed a long time ago, but he hadn't noticed it.
It was almost the evening when school was over, and the children were still playing happily, but Mo Shaoyu looked at the door frequently and didn't know what he was looking forward to. Until that figure flashed at the door, Song Qiyue waved at him and smiled, "Mom is here early, you can play for a while."
Shao Yu looked at her without making a sound, just turning around silently, but he was in a mess with the children.
...
The Song family in Haicheng replied, the executive chair turned upside down, and Song Xiangwan answered the phone, "Who is the owner of that piece of land?"
"Miss Xiangwan, yes..." The subordinate reported the person's name, making Song Xiangwan surprised again.
At the end of the call, Song Xiangwan was pondering, but could not sit down anymore. This project was approached by herself, and now the problem was in her hands, she immediately went to the general manager to handle it.
Song Lianheng also just returned to the company. Seeing Song Xiangwan's arrival, he asked, "Is the project site found?"
"I found it."
"In whose hands."
"I don't think you would think about it, big brother." Song Xiangwan said so, Song Lianheng narrowed her eyes, she told the truth, "It's Song Qiyue."
Who would have thought that the land holder of the project would be her, and it would be Song Qiyue.
Song Lianheng was also a little surprised, and then asked, "What is your decision now?"
"I approached this project. I should be in charge of it. I will negotiate about the land. Mr. Song, please leave it to me." Song Xiangwan has already requested instructions.
"Since you said that, then you go." Song Lianheng agreed, "Remember, this project is only allowed to succeed, not to fail."
After quitting the General Manager’s Office, Song Xiangwan immediately asked Fan Haiyang and asked for Longyuan’s business card for the celebration banquet that day, “Don’t ask, just give it to me.”
After obtaining the number, Song Xiangwan dialed it, and a strange woman answered, "Hello, this is the special line of Director Song, may I ask who you are."
The forwarded call was immediately passed to Song Qiyue by Secretary Liu, and the phone answered, "Director Song, Director Song Xiangwan, who has just been transcripted by the Song family, called. She said she would like to meet you to discuss a business deal, and she said you Know who she is, so let me tell immediately."
Song Qiyue stood beside the classroom, her gaze looked at the children running in the classroom, "The receipt is over, I'm not free."