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

Song Wei also nodded: "Of course, I will stick to Mommy all the time. Mommy, I miss you so much."

He took the initiative to reach out his hand, put his arm around Song Nianhe's neck, and rubbed it obediently.

"I almost thought that I couldn't stay with Mommy tonight, but fortunately, I ran out." Song Weiyi said, "I will be obedient from now on, and won't strike up conversations with strangers, and won't be naughty... …”

Song Nianhe wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

She just touched Song Weiyi's head.

Qin Zhimo reminded: "Nianhe, have you ensured Mr. Sheng's safety? Don't let him worry too."

"Oh...Okay, okay, I'll send him a message now."

Song Nianhe had forgotten all about it. He was a little confused, confused and confused.

Sheng Juanzhi received the message, took a look at it, and immediately deleted it.

At the same time, he looked at the butler.

The two people exchanged a look and understood instantly.

it is more than words.

Sheng Juanzhi was not as tense as before. He relaxed a lot and hummed a song.

He raised his wrist and looked at the time, thinking that Si Moli would have almost finished the meeting.

Just when he thought about this, Si Moli appeared at the stairs on the second floor.

If you really say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

"Are you done?" Sheng Junzhi asked, "Can you let me go home? It doesn't make much sense if you keep me here all the time. We meet every day anyway, so let me have a good sleep first. Let’s talk about it tomorrow, okay?”

Si Moli glanced at him, looking for the small figure in the empty living room.

However, nothing was seen.

There were only Sheng Juanzhi, the housekeeper, and a few servants cleaning and doing chores in the living room.

Si Moli's face darkened.

He stepped downstairs and asked coldly: "Where is the child?"

As soon as he was free, he just wanted to find Song Weiyi. Sheng Juanzhi thought to himself, it was good that he was sent away. If it were later, Si Mo would have left after the meeting, it would be a bit uncertain.

"Child?" Sheng Juanzhi said, "Oh, aren't you playing there?"

"Play? Where to play?"

Sheng Juanzhi casually pointed outside: "No, there's a lot of noise in the garden. You're hiding in the study. You don't know how much trouble this kid can get into. You'll know when you go out and take a look. I don't need to say anything more."

The housekeeper also echoed: "Mr. Si, the young master has been playing outside and refuses to come into the house and won't let us get close to him. If we get close, he will throw mud at us... There is no other way, I can only He told the security guard to watch him from a distance to avoid any accidents and just ensure his personal safety."

Si Moli looked outside.

It was dark and the street lights were dim.

Can't see clearly, it's hazy.

He patrolled around and around, but Song Weiyi was nowhere to be seen.

Si Moli's heart sank.

However, he felt it was unlikely.

This is Siyuan, and there are his subordinates and servants everywhere, and high-definition cameras can be seen everywhere. How can a child like Song Weiyi, who is only over four years old, have such extraordinary abilities, disappear from under his nose.

I guess he is hiding somewhere or making trouble somewhere.

There is a saying that if a child is quiet, he must be acting like a monster.

"I'll go out and see."

After speaking, Si Moli stepped outside.

The housekeeper quickly followed: "Okay, Mr. Si, I'm going to check on the young master too."