Breaking up, No Joke

Bai Yu went to the box number that Qin Shan had given him, pushed open the door and walked in, only to find two people in the room.

Qin Shan was chatting warmly with Wen Heshan, and the atmosphere was very high.

Bai Yu took off his coat and towel, hung them on the hanger at the door, walked in and said, "What are you talking about?"

Then he handed Qin Shan the small gift he had prepared long ago, and said, "I'll give you the New Year's gift I prepared in advance. The gift is light and the affection is heavy."

Qin Shan was astonished on his face, and after realizing it, he took it quickly, probably because he noticed that the joy expressed on his face was too obvious, coughed dryly, put the small gift on his lap, and his usual arrogance and pride returned to his face. cold.

"Thank you." Qin Shan pursed his lips and smiled, then took out a card from the exquisite bag and handed it to Bai Yu.

Bai Yu squinted at the card in her hand and said, "Is the only gift you gave me for the New Year was money? I'm not such a vulgar person, and I can make money." It's not a gold card.

Qin Shan shook his head: "This is your salary card, which contains the company's dividends and monthly salary last year."

Hearing this, Bai Yu accepted it without hesitation: "Then you haven't prepared a New Year's gift for me?"

After a pause, Bai Yu pointed to the large table in front of him and said, "You guys ordered food while I was away. The food should be cold, and there is no heat coming out."

Qin Shan gave him a blank look, "Two hours ago you said that you were coming soon. I ordered the food because I was afraid that you would be hungry after working all day, but I didn't expect you to come here now."

Bai Yu tapped the plate with his chopsticks and said, "Then order again."

Wen Heshan shook his head, and said gently: "Mr. Qin has ordered a new table just now, and the food should be served soon."

"Yeah." Bai Yu glanced at the still cell phone and put it away.

Qin Shan said: "Today is the 28th year, which is considered a small year. Tomorrow I will take a plane to Liguo to do some errands. I probably won't be able to come back on the [-]th. I want to celebrate the New Year with you earlier."

Bai Yu nodded perfunctorily. She had already said these words to herself in a text message before, so there was no need to say them again. What's more, Wen Heshan was also there, saying these things was too nasty.

But obviously, Qin Shan's interest was high, and he didn't understand his embarrassment, so he closed his mouth after talking a lot.

At this time, three waiters had already opened the door and walked in. They quickly removed the cold dishes from the table, then brought up all the newly ordered meals, and left the box.

Qin Shan raised his chopsticks, picked up a piece of shrimp dumpling, and said, "Didn't you say you're hungry? What are you looking at, hurry up and eat^" Bai Yu, who was reprimanded for being distracted, was a little listless, so he picked up the chopsticks and picked up the dumpling. A mouthful of food.

The stomach that had been clamoring for hunger for a long time was finally filled at this time.

Wen Heshan watched Bai Yu's eating speed, and involuntarily grabbed a piece of chicken for him, and said, "There's no one here to compete with you, why are you eating so fast?"

Bai Yu didn't bother to answer him.

He was starving to death in the crew this month.Because after he finished filming his own scenes, he often used to go to Director Wang to watch the replays together, and then he would go to eat after watching, but at this time the crew had no food, and the food was cold.

Originally, the reason why Bai Yu joined the group was a bit embarrassing, so he was ashamed to make special things for himself in the meals. After all, the bigger wrists did not cook alone, or let the assistants pack the meals outside.

So during this period of time, Bai Yu has been eating the white rice from the crew, and then serving it with some pickles he bought in the supermarket, and occasionally eating the secret family-made beef specially brought by Hu Zuo.

Qin Shan was also a little displeased to see him being rushed to death by a hungry wolf. Her well-behaved son has become so hungry. Is it because Bai Yu doesn't know how to take care of himself, or as long as Song Shilin is not around, Bai Yu's life will be different. Not like a person.

"Let me make arrangements for you to have food delivered to the crew every day." After listening to Bai Yu's explanation, Qin Shan said with a sullen face.

Bai Yu shook his head, reluctantly swallowed the rice in his mouth, and then said: "It's okay, what are you doing so special."

"I know it in my heart, don't talk nonsense." Qin Shan said forcefully, she had already made up her mind so that she would not listen to Bai Yu.

The third birthday of Mumumumumu Xiaoxigua is very important in the eyes of Song's parents, because it is the first time for them to celebrate their grandson's birthday, so they are very concerned about it.

In addition, Song Jun, who was not at home all year round, also came back, so Mother Song planned to hold a lively family gathering at home, and let the offshoots of the Song family come to join in the fun.

But it was stopped by Song Shilin.

The child's mood was obviously not high these two days, and he didn't have much excitement or expectation for his birthday—and Song Shilin, who had guessed what the child wanted, decided to take him to Zhiyan to find Bai Yu after the year.

Mother Song didn't agree at first, but after hearing Song Shilin's explanation, she nodded silently.

Later, Xiao Xigua's third birthday was simply celebrated at the Song family. Only the Song family's parents, Song Shilin, Song Jun, and the birthday star Xiao Xigua were present.

Little Watermelon got up from the bed early in the morning and sat at the gate, poking his head out from time to time. When he saw Song Shilin, he stepped on his shoes and ran over, saying, "Daddy, Why hasn't Baba come back?"

How could Song Shilin know how to explain to him, after all, telling the truth would make him sad for a long time.

Ma Daha Song's mother didn't react, and directly told the truth.

Knowing that Bai Yu really won't show up at her birthday party, Xiao Xigua loses even the last bit of hope, and follows Papa Song to the study to read a book listlessly.

But what can a three-year-old who has just entered kindergarten understand? Little Watermelon just sits in a daze on the leather sofa in the study, sighing from time to time, full of grandeur.

Papa Song looked at him happily and teased him: "What are you suffering from?"

"Baba didn't celebrate my birthday with me." Little Watermelon said solemnly, snapping his fingers, "He always lied to me, he said he would take pictures with me before, and then he said he would celebrate my birthday with me, but he didn't come out for a long time Did not come back to accompany me."

Papa Song was surprised.

Why does a child who is only three years old remember things so clearly?

Little Watermelon was dejected: "I miss him so much every day, but he doesn't come back to accompany me, so I'm so sad."

Papa Song felt distressed, and hugged the child to comfort him.

But Little Watermelon didn't cry, and kept mumbling something that would make him very angry, and then said that he missed Bai Yu very much.

Song Jun walked in, just in time to hear him say these words, surprised: "Dad, what's wrong with him?"

"I miss Bai Yu." Papa Song patted the child's back lightly with his hands, and said, "Is Bai Yu not coming back this year for Chinese New Year?"

Song Jun nodded, came over and sat down: "I heard from Xiao Lin that he is busy filming a movie recently, and he will stay on the set for a short time and cannot come back."

Papa Song frowned: "He's busy filming all day long, so he doesn't care about the children's affairs?"

"Xiao Lin plans to bring Xiao Ximelon to him in the next year. They have their own discretion, so don't worry about it." Song Jun reminded.

When Xiao Xigua heard what they were talking about, she suddenly understood, took Song Jun's hand and said, "Uncle, do you mean that Daddy is going to take me to find Baba?"

Song Jun looked at the child's excited and expectant eyes, and nodded.

Papa Song lowered his eyes and said, "If one wants to film, the other will follow. After a long time, even if I don't have an opinion, your mother will also have an opinion."

Song Jun didn't take this matter to heart: "They will solve this problem as soon as possible, you don't have to worry^" Father Song looked at Xiao Xigua and said, "I'm not worried about them, I'm just worried that they will miss the children's education stage."

Little Watermelon is now three years old, and at this age, he has started to learn things outside.So at this time, the child very much needs his parents to stay by his side and teach him.

Obviously, Song Jun has already considered this issue. He said: "I'm not worried about Xiao Xigua's education. Although they are both fathers for the first time, I believe they will handle this matter well."

"Then what are you worried about?" Papa Song knew there was something in his words.

"When will their relationship be made public?" Song Jun said slowly, "They separated once before. Even though they have a child now, their relationship has not been made public yet."

Papa Song was silent for a while: "You tell Xiao Lin."

Song Jun nodded.

Papa Song said: "Bring me the chess I put in the cabinet." He wanted to play a good game with his eldest son.

Song Jun got up to get the chess.

When the two of them started playing chess, Little Watermelon quietly left the study and wandered in the corridor.

Song's mother was beaming with her mobile phone, and when she passed by Xiao Xigua, she even patted his head, and then walked away briskly.

Little Watermelon continued to wander the corridor, and the anxiety in his heart gradually increased with the passage of time.

Why hasn't Baba called him yet?

Song Shilin passed by him, saw the child swaying anxiously from side to side, stopped and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm waiting for a call." Little Watermelon said with her head raised, her face full of grievances, "I'm waiting for Baba's call. He hasn't called me yet, and he hasn't said happy birthday to me yet."

Song Shilin hugged him, his usual cold tone was unexpectedly gentle, and he said, "I'll take you to call him."

Little Watermelon nodded hurriedly, hugged Song Shilin's neck tightly, and then the two of them called Bai Yu with their mobile phones.

1 minute, no answer.

2 minute, no answer.

3 minute, no answer.

Song Shilin looked helplessly at the persistent little watermelon, and said, "Stop beating, he should be busy now."

Little Watermelon returned the phone to Song Shilin stiffly, then squatted on the ground, looking about to cry or not was very distressing, staring at the floor with red eyes.

Song Shilin didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only stand with him without talking to each other.

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