Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Facing the morning light, Xie Zitao threw himself into Xie Mingyuan's arms.

Feeling the soft little cutie in his arms, Xie Mingyuan wanted to reach out and pick him up.

I haven't seen him for a while, and I still miss this little devil.

However, children at this age are very active. Xie Zitao laughed and released the hand holding Xie Mingyuan, opened his eyes and looked to the side.

At this sight, the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

"why you!"

Xie Zitao pointed at Tang Wanran who appeared in the hall, his face full of surprise.

Why wasn't Teacher Song the one who came back with my uncle?

The smile on Tang Wanran's face froze. It seemed that Xie Zitao was so bewitched by that bitch Song Yuening that he actually hated her so much.

"Zitao, wouldn't it be nice for Aunt Tang to accompany you? Auntie can buy you a lot of toys and take you to the amusement park..."

She took the initiative and wanted to build a relationship with Xie Zitao.

Xie Zitao cleverly took a step to the side and said, "I don't want it!"

Then he looked at Xie Mingyuan complainingly, "Uncle, didn't you agree to bring Teacher Song back?" He muttered and turned to leave.

"Zitao, who taught you to be so rude?"

Xie Mingyuan scolded harshly.

He can indulge Xie Zitao's mischief, and he can also accept his occasional nonsense, but he must not be arrogant and arrogant.

Tang Wanran noticed that Xie Mingyuan was in a bad mood and mistakenly thought that he was standing up for himself.

Standing behind Xie Mingyuan, Tang Wanran's mouth curved slightly.

Come to think of it, she still has some status after being with Xie Mingyuan for so many years.

"Humph, little uncle is evil!"

"Xie Zitao!"

Xie Mingyuan emphasized his tone again.

Xie Zitao took two steps back unconvinced.

He had clearly seen Tang Wanran smiling just now, and Xie Zitao had his hands folded behind his back, his eyes filled with discouragement.

It's obvious that this woman doesn't treat him well at all, can't the uncle see it? Xie Zitao stood by the side angrily, his mouth bulging like a pufferfish about to explode.

"Ming Yuan, a kid is still ignorant, why are you so cruel?"

Tang Wanran stood in front of Xie Zitao.

Xie Mingyuan lowered his eyes in silence, and Xie Zitao pushed Tang Wanran in disgust, "Who wants you to pretend to be kind!"

"Xie Zitao!"

After putting down his words, Xie Zitao ran back upstairs humming, ignoring Xie Mingyuan's cry.

The man stared at the small figure going upstairs, his stern brows tightening a little more.

"Ming Yuan, Zitao is still young, I don't blame him."

Tang Wanran's tone was gentle and generous. Xie Mingyuan didn't say anything. He loosened his tie and took off his suit.

"I've seen tomorrow's work schedule. You can go back first."

Tang Wanran was about to take Xie Mingyuan's suit jacket and paused.

Another smile appeared on her face with exquisite makeup, "Mingyuan, you have been busy for so many days, and you are helping Teacher Song in the countryside."

"Those who know understand your good intentions. If you don't know, they think you have something else for her..."

"Secretary Tang, please come back."

He never allowed outsiders to dictate what he wanted to do.

Xie Mingyuan put his coat on the sofa, and the wind brought about it fascinated Tang Wanran's eyes. In just a moment, she understood what he meant.

Tang Wanran's charming eyes were full of unwillingness.

Seeing that Xie Mingyuan was about to leave her sight, she finally couldn't help it anymore, "My brother is back, and my dad hopes you can come by then. By the way... he wants to ask you what your plans are for the marriage of our two families. .”

Tang Wanran finished speaking in one breath, and his hands clenched tightly against the gaps in his clothes unconsciously.

When she summoned up the courage to raise her eyes and look in Xie Mingyuan's direction.

There was no one around the corner of the stairs.

……

Around noon, the nurse rolled out the bed.

Song Yuening hurriedly ran over, "How is my grandma?"

The old lady on the hospital bed looked pale and had many tubes inserted into her body. Song Yuening felt her chest was tight.

"The operation was successful and all the patient's indicators are normal."

The doctor took off his mask and explained the next care situation to Song Yuening, and then said that he would go back to Xie Mingyuan to recover.

While Song Yuening was happy, a noble figure also appeared in her mind.

She also had to thank Mr. Xie properly.

If it hadn't been for him, everything wouldn't have gone so smoothly.

The old lady was old and still asleep in the ward. Song Yuening looked after her and took out her mobile phone to make a video call.

When the person on the other end picked up, Song Yuening looked at the dark scene in front of her and frowned, "Zitao? Where are you?"

In the darkness, Song Yuening was not sure what Xie Zitao was going to do.

"Uuuu, Teacher Song, when will you come back? Do you no longer want Zitao... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

From time to time, the cry of a child came through the receiver.

Song Yuening asked anxiously: "Zitao, who bullied you? Tell Teacher Song."

Her tone was concerned and anxious.

Xie Zitao was still crying, sobbing and unable to utter a complete sentence. Song Yuening was not in a hurry, and patiently coaxed her, "Zitao, it's okay, Teacher Song is here. Didn't we agree that no matter what happens, it will be okay?" Did you tell the teacher?"

Perhaps Song Yuening's words had an effect, and Xie Zitao slowly crawled out from under the bed.

There were tears on his fair face, "Teacher Song, when will you come back? I miss you so much..."

The little guy kept crying intermittently. Song Yuening comforted him a few more times before he stopped crying.

Song Yuening then comforted him for a long time before Xie Zitao's mood improved.

"Zitao, be obedient. Teacher Song will go back to accompany you as soon as possible after handling the matters here."

"Okay, you have to hurry up."

After Xie Zitao hung up the phone with sobs, Song Yuening took a deep breath and looked at the hospital bed again to find that her grandma was already awake.

"Grandma, are you okay?"

She stood up and looked over.

The old lady shook her head weakly, "No, it's okay."

After saying that, he showed a smile.

Song Yuening was taken care of in the hospital for seven consecutive days.

The old lady's mental state is getting better and better with time.

On this day, Song Yuening walked into the ward carrying the fish soup she had cooked, and saw the old lady with a smile in her eyes, "Ningning, grandma is mostly healed now, don't worry, go back as soon as possible."

"Grandma, you're not in good hands, how can we dare to go back with peace of mind?"

Song Yuening took out a bowl of fish soup and handed it to the old lady. The phone on the table rang.

It's Zhou Xiaoyi.

Song Yuening picked up the phone and walked to the corridor avoiding her grandma.

"Sister Song, when will you come back? If you don't come over, I won't be able to handle the work at hand."

The little girl complained, and Song Yuening had no choice but to say that she would go back on working days.

Only then did Zhou Xiaoyi give up.

When she returned to the ward, the old lady seemed to have had a premonition and looked at Song Yuening with a smile, "Ningning, grandma is in good health. You young people have young things to do, and grandma can't delay you."

"Besides, grandma and your eldest and second uncle are here."

As soon as the old lady got off the phone, Song Yuening had to compromise and buy a return ticket.

Tang Wanran received the news from the people below immediately.

Looking at the speed on the screen indifferently, she moved her fingertips slightly and typed a string of words: I don't want to see her come back safely, and there is no need to keep the child in her belly.