Resignation! I dumped the abstinent president and returned to the rich club

In the evening, Shi Hengfeng wanted to have dinner with her.

In order to avoid any further trouble, Song Yuning asked Mrs. Zhang to take Hanhan back to her room where she would stay that night for dinner.

But for some reason Ji Zihan did not show up at the dinner table.

Song Yuning guessed that maybe he didn't want to see himself sitting at the same table with his father.

So she felt that it was a bit not worth it. After all, she had promised Mrs. Zhang to continue acting, but if Ji Zihan didn't show up, she couldn't get angry with him.

She had no appetite, so she ate a few bites and said she was leaving.

Shi Hengfeng held the bowl and asked, "Wife, why did you leave?"

Song Yuning was embarrassed. He stood up, sat down again and talked for a while before he went back to the house.

Since the rooms in the house they lived in all had antique Chinese-style wooden doors, the sound insulation was not very good. Before she got close, she heard Hanhan giggling inside.

It seems that Mrs. Zhang is quite good at coaxing children.

Song Yuning thought so and pushed the door open with a smile.

Mrs. Zhang was not seen, but Hanhan was seen in Ji Zihan's arms, holding the popular Barbie doll and leaning on Ji Zihan's arms happily.

Song Yuning was stunned.

Why is Ji Zihan here? !

She glanced at the two servings of food left on the table at one side that had not been cleared away... and immediately understood.

No wonder I didn’t see him at dinner time, he actually came over to have dinner with Hanhan!

Two people were joking inside, and perhaps because the lighting was too warm, Song Yuning even saw a rare warmth on Ji Zihan's usually cold face.

She felt more and more mixed emotions.

Seeing Song Yuning coming in, Hanhan jumped off Ji Zihan.

"Mommy! Look! Uncle, give it to my princess!"

She ran over happily and showed Song Yuning the doll in her hand.

Song Yuning had not yet recovered from the intimate relationship between the two, so Hanhan tugged at the corner of her clothes again.

"Mommy?"

Song Yuning suddenly woke up.

"Oh, oh. It's really beautiful." she praised.

Hanhan nodded excitedly, "Yeah! Yeah! I like it!"

"I like the princess!"

"I like uncle too!"

Hanhan turned around and smiled at Ji Zihan and continued.

Song Yuning was a little panicked.

Silly child, this is not something you like!

Oh no, that’s not right…

This is Hanhan’s biological father, the child likes him... and there seems to be nothing wrong with him!

Song Yuning suddenly felt overwhelmed and fell into some kind of contradiction.

Song Yuning looked up at the proud Ji Zihan, then at her cheering daughter, and said,

"Okay, it's a little too late. You need to get ready for bed. Go play over there for a while while Mommy goes to see Uncle off."

Hanhan was a little reluctant, as if she had not played enough with Ji Zihan, but she was always obedient, and finally ran aside to play with the doll.

Song Yuning said to Ji Zihan,

"Are you still not leaving? Isn't it inappropriate for President Ji to go to a woman's room so openly?"

"Go. This isn't going away."

Ji Zihan stood up slowly and waved to Hanhan.

Hanhan also cooperated with him and bowed to him.

Song Yuning felt even more headache after seeing this. She didn't know why these two people suddenly became so close. Was it just because of a doll?

Or is it because they are your biological children, so they are easier to approach?

She looked at the two of them suspiciously, always feeling that there was something fishy going on.

After sending Ji Zihan to the yard, she asked him.

"What do you want to do by approaching my daughter?"

Ji Zihan answered the question irrelevantly.

"Your daughter's name is Song Muhan? Which one is cold?"

Song Yuning's heart skipped a beat.

He asked this because he had noticed something. Did he also doubt the same pronunciation?

"What's your name got to do with you?"

Ji Zihan looked outside the courtyard wall at the misty mountains in the distance illuminated by the moonlight, and said, "It doesn't matter. I just asked casually. I feel that this child and I are destined to be together."

Song Yuning gave him a strange look.

He must have noticed something...

After much thought, she decided to take the initiative.

"She is not your daughter."

she said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Ji Zihan suddenly turned his head to look at Song Yuning.

Although Song Yuning felt a little timid when he stared at her like that, after all, she had been in the business world for the past few years, so if she really wanted to pretend, she could still do it.

Ji Zihan frowned slightly, as if expressing his dissatisfaction.

"It's really not true."

Song Yuning emphasized again.

"Mr. Ji probably forgot that you never...did it before."

Ji Zihan: “…”

He probably didn't expect Song Yuning to explain it this way, so he coughed uncomfortably.

But he thought about it again, how could she remember such things so clearly?

Looking at Song Yuning's watery eyes in the night, he didn't know what he was thinking about, and his heart suddenly felt hot.

"Whose child is that?"

Ji Zihan suppressed his restlessness with difficulty and asked again in a hoarse voice.

Song Yuning raised her head and met his narrow eyes. She felt some strange emotions in his eyes, and it seemed as if something was beating deep in his eyes.

She became inexplicably nervous and quickly turned her head away, raising the tone of her voice when answering.

"I've already told you it's none of your business, but you're still asking. It's not like you have a hundred thousand questions."

Ji Zihan still looked at her and snorted, "You get angry so easily."

Song Yuning understood that Ji Zihan would never believe her at all.

In this case, it would be futile no matter how I explain it. It seems that I should ask Aunt Pei to come and take Hanhan back tomorrow. We can't have any more contact like this.

"Forget it, go back, I don't need you..."

ding ding ding-

Song Yuning was halfway through her words when her cell phone rang. Seeing that there was no signature on the call, she simply hung up.

"Tube……"

ding ding ding-

Unexpectedly, the other party called again, and Song Yuning had no choice but to stop arguing with Ji Zihan and answered the phone.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Ms. Song, I'm Zhou Qiwen." the other party replied.