President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

To be honest, this is not the Si Han that Song Runian knew.

When he was abroad, Si Han would invite her and the three cute babies to his house every now and then.

If he finds something novel, it will be even more serious, and he has to pester Song Ru Nian to visit his house until he has seen enough before letting him go.

What's wrong with this now?

Song Runian was not stupid, so she naturally sensed something was wrong.

But Sihan's expression was still very indifferent, "Of course I want you to come to my house, but now I live in a single apartment arranged by the company, and that building is full of company people, I'm worried that you will be gossiped if you go."

After a pause, he added, "Besides, aren't you still in a hurry to go home? It's already late, and the bachelor's apartment is too far away from here."

When she was at Shuangbai Company before, Song Runian had indeed heard of the single apartment arranged by the company. The building was built on the outskirts of the city, 10 minutes away from the city, and everyone usually took the company's car to and from get off work.

She is now going to see Si Han off, and the round trip will take nearly two hours.

In addition, I have to go to the hotel to pick up the four puppies, which is indeed a bit of a waste of time.

"Alright then," Song Runian nodded, "There is an express hotel in front, is that okay?"

"It's fine if you have a bathrobe." Si Han readily agreed.

In less than 5 minutes' drive, Song Runian drove the car to the entrance of the express hotel.

Si Han quickly got out of the car, "Then you should pay attention to safety on the road, and send me a message when you get home."

"Okay." Song Ru Nian nodded in agreement.

Seeing Si Han walk into the hotel, she also turned around and went to the hotel.

It was Vivian who opened the door for her, and her voice was as soft as possible, "The child has fallen asleep, and everything is fine, but Tuantuan seems to be having a nightmare, and his brows have been frowning."

In a situation like this, one cannot wake up hastily, otherwise it is easy to leave a bad habit of nightmares.

Song Runian knew this very well, so she didn't dare to move the ball rashly, for fear of waking her up.

Seeing this, Vivienne simply said, "Or let a few children sleep here tonight, anyway, it's the presidential suite, and there's a study over there, Smith and I will live in it, Mrs. Bo, you live in the master bedroom."

How does that work?

The study room is so small that two people can squeeze in, but she lives alone in the extremely spacious master bedroom.

Song Runian was really embarrassed.

"I'll live in the study." Song Runian hurriedly said, "I'm alone, and the study is just right for me."

"How could it be alone?" Vivienne's eyes widened in surprise, "Isn't Bo Shao coming to sleep with you in a while?"

what?

Song Runian froze for a moment, her ears couldn't help but feel hot and red.

Living in a hotel outside with Bao Sibai, it sounds so weird!

"He still has things to do, so he probably won't be able to come here." Song Runian took a deep breath, calmed down and said.

But Vivian still disagreed, and insisted, "That's an estimate. What if it happens? The room fee is paid by your husband and wife. If you let you sleep in the study room again, I will feel really sorry."

As he spoke, Smith just came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a loose bathrobe.

Vivienne stuffed him directly into the study room, and she also dodged in, "Don't worry, Mrs. Bo, there is also a bathroom in the study room, so we won't come out tonight."

After speaking, he slammed the door shut.

Song Runian was left standing there, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Coincidentally, Bao Sibai called.

"Are you home?" He asked in a hoarse voice.

"There was a little accident. I'm going to stay at the hotel tonight." Song Runian raised her head, glanced at the open master bedroom door, and said hesitantly, "When you're done with your work, do you want to... come and stay here too?" ?”