Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Xie Mingyuan looked at Song Yuening's bright eyes, his eyes fell on her hands clasped together in a praying gesture, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.

"you sure?"

It's not that he doesn't want to believe Song Yuening, it's that Song Yuening has had such "criminal record" too many times.

She had obviously promised him that she would never tire herself out due to work.

But when she turns around, she will still drain all her energy completely due to various trivial matters.

Every time, Xie Mingyuan would always see her becoming a little haggard due to overwork.

Seeing Xie Mingyuan "bringing up old things again", Song Yuening laughed a little guiltily.

"I told you that was before. Now I am sensible. Even if I don't care about my body, I will think more about the baby in my belly. Do you think that's right?"

Song Yuening saw that Xie Mingyuan's face softened slightly, but he still did not let go. He gritted his teeth and finally decided to give in again.

"How about this? Since you are worried, let's set a time. You tell me what time to go home, and I will go home at what time. I will never stay in the company for more than a minute. How about that? Now you will always be satisfied. Already?"

Seeing Song Yuening's face full of grievance, Xie Mingyuan spoke leisurely.

"it is good."

Before Song Yuening could cheer, Xie Mingyuan added slowly.

"Actually, before you said anything, I already wanted to agree."

Song Yuening was stunned for a moment, then opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Xie Mingyuan in disbelief.

"Can I take back what I just said? I regret it."

Xie Mingyuan raised his hand and firmly but slowly moved her hand away from his sleeve. He opened his thin lips and said the words that Song Yuening regretted.

"Ning Ning, you said it yourself, how can you regret it?"

"Okay, it's settled. Remember to go home before six o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

Song Yuening looked at Xie Mingyuan's back as he stood up and walked towards the stairs. He gritted his teeth in anger, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, Xie Mingyuan was right, the words just came out of her mouth.

"Damn it, if I had known earlier I wouldn't have been so quick to talk!"

Song Nian'an, who was completely immersed in the cartoon, barely managed to focus on her because of Song Yuening's angrily beating the pillow.

But after she saw Song Yuening hammering the pillow as if venting her anger while chanting Xie Mingyuan's name, she blinked and silently averted her gaze.

Looking at the current situation, it seems that mother and Uncle Xie are having trouble again.

As a child, she should not talk too much about things between adults, right?

After Song Nian'an convinced herself in her heart, she nodded affirmatively, and then returned her attention to the TV.

She might as well continue watching TV!

……

Although the educational institution was founded by Song Yuening, because of the studio, Song Yuening went to the company only a handful of times.

So when Song Yuening stepped into the door of the company, a feeling of familiarity and strangeness hit her face at that moment.

There were employees who were busy working in the hall. After seeing Song Yuening, they immediately stepped forward to ask her a question, but Song Yuening raised her hand to stop them.

Then, she took the lead and walked towards the employees.

"Don't worry about me, just go about your business. I'm just here to take a look."

Song Yuening has always been easy-going and gentle in front of all the employees, so in the eyes of the employees, she is extremely easy to talk to.

Now that she has said this, the employees no longer worry about anything and go about their business step by step.

Song Yuening glanced at the time and remembered the purpose of her visit to the company. She took out the elevator card from the bag she carried with her and walked toward the elevator.

Time was limited, so she had to go to the HR department first to see if they had screened out good resumes.

"drop--"

The elevator door opened, and when Song Yuening was about to step into the elevator, a voice of surprise and hesitation came from behind.

"Hello, is this...Song Yuening, sister Song?"

Someone called her?

Song Yuening subconsciously turned around and looked behind her, only to see a woman wearing a business suit with slightly curly hair standing behind her.

She folded her hands in front of her and looked at Song Yuening with some restraint.

"I shouldn't have mistaken the person, right? Is this Sister Song Yuening?"

Song Yuening's eyes looked at her from top to bottom without leaving any trace.

The woman in front of her had a pretty face, and because she didn't wear any makeup, her lip color looked a little light.

Her hair seems to be naturally curly, but the ends of her hair are a little dry and have split ends, either due to malnutrition or poor hair quality.

She looked at Song Yuening, her eyes shining with surprise and embarrassment.

"I am Song Yuening, may I ask who you are...?"

Song Yuening was not sure whether she had ever seen the woman in front of her before. She just felt that she looked familiar, but she really couldn't match her with someone in her memory.

After the woman heard Song Yuening's words, she was stunned for a moment, then raised her hands to cover her hair that was scattered on her shoulders in embarrassment, then slowly lowered her head, and her voice gradually became quieter.

"I knew Sister Song that you must have forgotten who I am, but it's great that I can still see you here."

Song Yuening was originally embarrassed because the other party knew her but she couldn't call him by his name.

Now that I heard her say this, I felt even more guilty.

"No, no, no, you look familiar to me. I remember you, but my memory has been a bit bad recently, so..."

After Song Yuening finished speaking, he coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment.

"So can you please tell me, what is your name?"

After hearing what Song Yuening said, the woman raised her head and looked at her in surprise, her eyes full of disbelief.

"Really? Sister Song, do you still remember me?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you think I look familiar. After all, we met a long time ago."

The woman kept talking for a long time, until Song Yuening felt helpless, and then she got to the point.

"Ah, yes, after talking so much, I forgot to mention my name. My name is Lin Xiaomo, you can call me Xiaomo."

Lin Xiaomo?

Song Yuening nodded, indicating that she understood. Before she could say that she was busy with something and was about to leave, Lin Xiaomo couldn't wait to reach out and grab Song Yuening's hands.

Song Yuening was a little uncomfortable with this sudden enthusiasm. She subconsciously wanted to pull her hands back, but she heard Lin Xiaomo call her "sister" in a choked tone.

"Sister, I can appear here today and stand in front of you all because of your help to me before."

"After I knew that you opened this educational institution, I have been trying to find a way to come in, see you, and repay you. But I have been practicing for so long and I have never seen you. I thought I would never be able to do it again in my life. I’ve met you!”