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

"Mr. Sheng." On the other end, the male voice was as gentle as water, "It's me, Song Zhixu."

"Mr. Song?" Sheng Juanzhi became more energetic after hearing this, "You are my distinguished guest. Why, are you coming to Sicheng again?"

"Correct."

Sheng Junzhi was a little surprised. Song Zhixu had been a little busy recently. Is there something going on in Sicheng?

But it was hard for him to ask too many questions.

Song Zhixu said: "Mr. Sheng, I'm not in a hurry this time. I have time. So is it convenient for us to meet this afternoon and talk about work?"

"Mr. Song invites you, of course I will come and entertain you well." Sheng Junzhi agreed, "No problem."

"You're too polite, Mr. Sheng."

"That's right. Last time you came here, I didn't fulfill my duty as a landlord."

Song Zhixu replied: "Miss Liang entertained me very thoughtfully last time. By the way, Mr. Sheng, I can also bring Miss Liang with me this time."

This was hard for Sheng Junzhi.

He is willing, and so is Liang Nianhe, but...

Si Moli would definitely not be happy.

Seeing that he remained silent, Song Zhixu smiled: "I had a good chat with Miss Liang last time, but I was in a hurry and didn't have time to talk about research and development-related matters in more detail. I really hope to discuss it with Miss Liang again this time. Mr. Sheng, my request is not too much, right?"

"It's not too much, Mr. Song. It's just that Liang Nianhe has other work, and there may be time conflicts..."

"I'm sure the event will be arranged."

From what Song Zhixu meant, he must see Liang Nianhe.

Sheng Juanzhi also figured out something was wrong at this moment.

Song Zhixu was very special to Liang Nianhe... No wonder Si Moli was so jealous before.

"I will try my best to arrange it." Sheng Junzhi responded.

Song Zhixu just smiled and hung up the phone.

After thinking about it, Sheng Juanzhi informed Liang Nianhe.

It's up to her to decide whether to go or not and find a way.

He couldn't be of much help.

After receiving the news, Liang Nianhe was sitting on the balcony, enjoying the wind and drinking afternoon tea. He looked very leisurely and comfortable, but in fact it was no different from being in jail.

Her eyes moved from the phone screen to Si Moli who was reading a book opposite.

She made a mistake.

Si Moli would definitely not agree, but she really wanted to see Mr. Song.

This is also good for the future development of "Mohe". Moreover, Mr. Song gave her a feeling of spring breeze, and she could learn a lot by talking more.

Mr. Song rarely comes to Sicheng once.

If you miss it, you don’t know when the next time will be.

"Look what I do," Si Moli flipped through a page of the book without even raising his eyes, but he noticed her gaze, "Huh?"

Liang Nianhe replied: "It's nothing, why don't you just take a look?"

She still chose to hide it.

Because Si Moli would not let her go to see Song Zhixu, and it would be a waste of words to say so.

"Row."

After the words fell, Si Moli stretched out his long arm, pulled her up from the chair and pulled her into his arms.

Liang Nianhe fell onto his lap.

He raised his eyebrows: "Would it be better to see it up close like this?"

"..."

"You seem to have something on your mind." Si Moli pursed his thin lips, "Aren't you happy during your vacation?"

She raised her lips and smiled: "Happy, very happy, can you let go of me?"

"Hug."

Liang Nianhe was reluctant, struggled twice, and stood up from his arms.

The teapot on the table happened to be empty. Seeing this, Liang Nianhe had an idea in his mind.

Got it!

"I'm going to pour tea," she said. "Should I make a new pot, or should I just drink this pot?"