Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

"No," the housekeeper replied, "Mr. Si went back to his room to change clothes."

Song Weiyi pouted: "Why doesn't he let me go? It's so late."

"I don't know what Mr. Si is thinking," the butler said, "Young Master, don't go hungry. Or...if you don't like these, I will ask the kitchen to make them for you again."

Like it, why not?

These are all Song Weiyi’s favorite foods!

Song Weiyi stared straight at the plate, but still refused: "No, no."

The butler persuaded me nicely and ordered the kitchen to prepare new dishes.

Fragrant.

Song Weiyi couldn't stand it, he was so aggrieved, and finally...

He cried "Wow".

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, …”

"Mama, save me, uncle and aunt, take me home quickly. I will never leave the capital again. Where are you, grandpa and grandma? I want to eat the Coke chicken wings you made." "

When Song Weiyi was confronting Si Moli, he pretended to cry, acting, and did not admit defeat.

At this moment, he couldn't hold himself any longer.

He actually used food to seduce him, how could he stand it?

When the housekeeper saw him crying, he immediately panicked.

As soon as I heard him talking about Beijing, I immediately became even more panicked!

This little boy looked so similar to Mr. Si, as if they were carved from the same mold. The housekeeper had long suspected that he was a young master from the capital, but he just didn't dare to say anything.

Could it be that he is really the child of Mr. and Mrs. Si...

The housekeeper quietly glanced in the direction of the stairs.

Si Moli hadn't changed his clothes yet and went downstairs.

Well, you can ask!

"Stop crying, young master," the housekeeper coaxed patiently, lowering his voice, "young master, tell me, your mother... is her surname Song?"

Song Weiyi was crying with his mouth wide open, but suddenly he closed his mouth and became quiet.

With tears still in his eyes, he looked at the housekeeper.

The housekeeper asked softly: "Is your mother's name Song Nianhe?"

Song Weiyi did not answer, but his eyes became extremely alert and defensive.

How does this person know Mom’s name!

"No," Song Weiyi came back to his senses and immediately denied, "I don't have that name, you... don't talk nonsense, I don't know Song Nian... uh uh..."

Before Song Weiyi could say the name, the housekeeper covered his mouth.

"Hush, I can't say it, I can't say it," the butler winked, "Young master, just understand in your heart."

Song Wei was also confused.

What the hell is going on?

"Young Master, I understand." the housekeeper said, "You can stay here peacefully for now. I will help you keep it secret and contact your mother. Trust me, don't run around, take good care of yourself and eat Order something.”

Song Weiyi looked at him: "Are you... a good person?"

"This is our secret," the butler responded, "I won't tell Mr. Si."

Song Wei was also dubious.

"Eat first, young master," the butler advised, "only when you are full will you have the strength to run away!"

This sentence completely convinced Song Weiyi.

He picked up the spoon and ate with his head noisily.

When Si Moli came downstairs, he was a little surprised to see this scene.

"He's actually willing to eat?"