President Song has a way of chasing his wife

Chapter 67
Just when Bai Xiao was feeling melancholy, Su Minhui shook her arm: "Auntie doesn't know your name yet."

Bai Xiao pulled out a polite and appropriate smile: "My name is Bai Xiao."

"Well, it's really nice." Su Minhui nodded, and then took Bai Xiao's hand: "Have time to go shopping with Auntie, okay?"

"Uh……"

Bai Xiao couldn't keep up with the rhythm, and was stunned for a second, then nodded: "Okay."

Usually she can't keep up with Song Qingyan's rhythm, and this time she can't keep up with Song's mother's rhythm.

Bai Xiao was depressed. Do all outstanding people talk like this?

Su Minhui was completely different from Bai Xiao's complicated mood. When she asked her daughter-in-law's name, she expressed her satisfaction and said that this trip was not in vain.

He greeted Song Qingyan and Bai Xiao: "That's it, I'm leaving, what should you do?"

After all, as if he was in a hurry to make room, he left in a hurry.

The originally harmonious atmosphere was disturbed by Su Minhui so unexpectedly, Bai Xiao felt ashamed to stay any longer and was anxious to leave.

Looking at Song Qingyan, he said: "You keep busy, I have to go first."

Then I started to clean up the thermos bucket and chopsticks on the table.

After cleaning up, she looked at Song Qingyan with some embarrassment: "Auntie may have misunderstood something, remember to explain when you go back."

Song Qingyan was still sitting on the sofa, her deep eyes were always on Bai Xiao, watching her every move quietly.

Until now, after listening to her, he finally looked away.

He stood up, walked to the desk and sat down again, and then a cold voice sounded.

"Stay here, in case I have a stomachache in the middle of the night, please pour me a glass of water."

At this moment, Song Qingyan seemed to have returned to the noble and glamorous appearance before.

But Bai Xiao was still thinking about Song Qingyan who was feeding him just now.

Maybe it's because of my heart, I always feel that there is still that well-behaved shadow on him, and I feel a lot gentler and softer when I hear his voice.

The heart that was anxious to leave suddenly calmed down, and looked at Song Qingyan with some doubts: "Aren't you going home?"

Song Qingyan pointed to the stack of documents on the desk: "A lot of work has not been finished, so I will live in the company tonight."

Hearing this, Bai Xiao's face showed a tangled look, and Song Qing said that her stomach hurts, and she was really worried about leaving a patient here alone.

But in the middle of the night, the lonely man and widow were alone in a room, and Bai Xiao always felt a little awkward.

Looking at Song Qingyan with some embarrassment: "It's not good for just the two of us here."

Hearing this, Song Qingyan frowned slightly, and sighed inaudibly: "You must not be used to sleeping on the sofa if you live in a company. You can go back, I can do it by myself."

Song Qingyan is smart because he knows how to advance by retreating.

Moreover, he grasped Bai Xiao's soft-hearted characteristics, and knew how to make Bai Xiao willingly compromise again and again.

Sure enough, Bai Xiao once again agreed to Song Qingyan's request. Although he was somewhat helpless on the face, he still stayed.

Song Qingyan's intentions were smooth and he was in a good mood, but he still didn't show anything on his face.

He took out a document, opened it, and carefully reviewed it.

Bai Xiao poured a glass of boiling water for Song Qingyan, then sat on the sofa opposite the desk and started playing with his mobile phone to pass the time.

Every time Song Qingyan raised her head, she could always see her quiet and beautiful side face.

In this way, it seems that the years are quiet.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Qingyan raised his head again, and Bai Xiao could no longer bear the exhaustion and fell asleep, reclined on the sofa, with his head resting on his hand.

(End of this chapter)