Breaking up, No Joke

Qi Yan panted heavily, lying on the ground like a bereaved dog, with tears streaming out of his eyes, stammering about the small details of when he and Song Shilin were in love, trying to make the latter show mercy to him.

He always thought that Song Shilin was here to pick him up and leave here.But, the current situation is a bit like seeking revenge!

Now he would rather let Song Shilin never remember his existence!

Song Shilin's eyes were cold, and his face was covered with frost. When he heard Qi Yan's intermittent memories of the past, the corner of his mouth curled up, without any warmth, "Really? I forgot."

forgotten?

Qi Yan roared and wanted to rush over, but was kicked on the ground by the quick-eyed thugs, and before he got close to the man, he fell back on the ground again, the pain was so painful that he couldn't speak for a long time, "You, you lied to me! How could you forget? ! How could I forget it!"

They were so in love back then, how could Song Shilin forget it?This is all this man's nonsense!right!It's his nonsense!

Qi Yan didn't want to believe Song Shilin, but when their eyes met in the air, he quickly caught the disgust and full of hatred that flashed in the latter's eyes.

Qi Yan was dumbfounded, and said with a dull face, "How could you forget me, why don't you remember me, what right do you have not to love me!"

Song Shilin sneered and waved his hands. A large group of thugs came to the door and stood there, waiting for the man's next order.

"When you left back then, I actually found you very quickly." Song Shilin stood up and looked down at Qi Yan, "I saw you and that blond man walking into the hotel, it's disgusting!"

"I never thought that you would be nothing if you left the Qi family. For a little money, you would even be willing to sell your body."

Qi Yan subconsciously argued, "I didn't! I'm just an ordinary friend with him!"

"Ordinary friends will go to buy condoms together? Lubricant?" Song Shilin sneered.

Qi Yan suddenly looked up at Song Shilin, "So, that's why you never agreed to sleep with me after I returned to China?"

"Dirty!" Song Shilin spit out a word coldly, seeing Qi Yan's dull expression for a moment, a burst of hatred surged in his heart.

Yes, he thought he was dirty!

Not only his body, but also his heart was dirty. Qi Yan was no longer the gentle and polite third young master of the Qi family that he remembered.

Moreover, if it wasn't for this person's insatiable greed back then, he wanted to get more step by step.Bai Yu wouldn't sneak away behind his back when he had Little Watermelon!

But in the final analysis, Song Shilin was also avoiding—he was unwilling to accept that he missed so much and hurt so much because of his negligence.

Qi Yan snorted, "How much better are you than me! Song Shilin, all members of your Song family deserve to die!"

Seeing Qi Yan's heart-piercing roar, Song Shilin suddenly lost the desire to continue talking to this person, the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated, he took a deep look at Qi Yan, and finally said nothing , turned and left.

Qi Yan looked dumbfounded at the back of Song Shilin who left without saying a word, and suddenly felt uneasy, this man is absolutely impossible to come here just to say something to him...

Just as he was thinking, Qi Yan saw three black-clothed thugs walking in with sticks in their hands, with cold expressions on their faces.

The bad premonition in Qi Yan's heart finally came true, shaking his hands, he kept stepping backwards, muttering: "Go away, go away!

...I, I, Song Shirin, you bastard!I hate you!I hate you! ... Ahhh! ! ! "Song Shilin stood at the door of the guild hall, with the steward standing beside him, and the two of them quietly listened to the cries of pain and the sound of sticks coming from the small black room behind them.

"Clean things up."

"President Song, don't worry, we will never make any mistakes in our work." The steward said in a low voice.

Song Shilin lowered his eyes.

Two hours later, a dump on a shopping street near the city center.

A beggar with twisted hands and feet curled up and slept on a broken mat, groaning in pain, unable to utter a complete sentence after a while—look carefully, there is still a puddle of blood on the beggar's chin, around the mouth It went down strangely^ because he could no longer speak, write, or walk.That's why they would safely leave this person in the bustling urban area and let him fend for himself.

Not far away, a black extended car parked in place.

The driver said anxiously, "Boss Song?"

Song Shilin glanced at the direction of the beggar, and said calmly, "Drive, go back to the apartment."

The driver drove quickly and slowly left the crowded city center.

When Song Shilin went back, he happened to meet Secretary Chu bringing the little watermelon back from school. He paused, walked over, hugged the little watermelon, and said to Secretary Chu, "Go back."

Of course it's good to get off work early, Secretary Chu left in a hurry.

One big and one small walked into the room, Little Watermelon groaned, poked Song Shilin's face, and whispered, "Uncle Song?"

Song Shilin's hand holding the little watermelon tightened, and it took a while before he said, "When will your father come back?"

"I don't know." The little watermelon struggled to get down from Song Shilin's arms, then happily hugged the balls, smoothed the hair, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Song, I want to eat Tangtang."

Hearing this, Song Shilin squatted down, looked at the little watermelon, and said, "You don't like sweets."

Little Watermelon lowered her head in embarrassment, and gently plucked Yadandan's hair: "Ba Ba likes to eat it."

Song Shilin stretched out his hand to touch Xiao Xigua's hair, and seeing that the other person's face was almost exactly the same as Bai Yu's, he could not suppress his love for this child: "Good boy."

According to the time calculation, this child was conceived about three years ago, when Bai Yu and himself had sex for the last time before the Cold War.

Song Shilin's expression flashed with joy, and his love for Little Watermelon became more and more uncontrollable.

This is Bai Yu and his child...

A child belonging to both of them.

Little Watermelon looked at Song Shilin uneasily. He always felt that Uncle Song's eyes were strange today, so he couldn't help but take a step back.

Coincidentally, Bai Yu opened the door and walked in, seeing Song Shilin in the room was obviously taken aback, then walked over and said, "Why are you here?"

As the end of the year approaches, Song's work will be much more than before, and Bai Yu remembers that Song Shilin, as the CEO, will usually be busy until the early morning at this time.

Song Shilin stood up, looked directly into Bai Yu's eyes, and said, "It's nothing."

Bai Yu frowned, Song Shilin was acting weird today, did something happen?

"I'll come back to get the materials, and I'll go back to the company to work overtime later." Song Shilin walked over, looked at Bai Yu, and frowned: "Why are you wearing so little?" They all stayed in the shed, and the room was well heated, so they didn't wear too much. "

After a pause, he continued: "If you are busy, go back to the company quickly."

Song Shilin nodded, and under Bai Yu's unclear gaze, he suddenly hugged the latter.

Bai Yu's face turned red, but he didn't push Song Shilin away.

They had been together day and night for nearly two years, so Bai Yu could clearly feel the change in each other's emotions.

There should be an accident in the company, otherwise Song Shilin's mood would not be so strange, Bai Yu thought, and then subconsciously patted Song Shilin on the back.

Song Shilin froze, "I'm going back to the company first, take good care of myself."

Bai Yu frowned, "Do you have something to hide from me?"

Song Shilin shook his head, avoided Little Watermelon's curious eyes by taking advantage of the blind spot, slightly lowered his head and sipped Bai Yu's lips, and said in a low voice, "Wait for me to come back."

Bai Yu hummed, then watched Song Shilin leave.

Little Watermelon ran over with her balls in her arms, and said curiously, "Ba Ba, what did you just say to Uncle Song?"

"It's almost Chinese New Year, what gift should we buy you." Bai Yu teased him.

Little Watermelon's birthday is just after the year.

Little Watermelon shyly followed behind Bai Yu, and after a long time, she whispered: "I want to take a photo, there is me, there is Eggy, there is Ba Ba, and Uncle Song."

Bai Yu paused, turned his back to Little Watermelon, and said with a slight smile on his face, "Okay. But, you have to tell Uncle Song yourself, I won't tell him."

Little Watermelon: "Good! Good!"

Ben Song Shilin walked out of the elevator, saw Secretary Chu who had gone back and forth, handed him two hairs, and said, "Take it for identification."

Song Shilin didn't doubt the parent-child relationship between himself and Xiao Xigua, he just wanted to give Xiao Xigua a reason to stay in the Song family in an open and aboveboard—he hoped that his children could get the best, including the Song family.

So this paternity test must be done.

Secretary Chu has been by Song Shilin's side for more than ten years. In addition to his strong work ability, he also knows how to read words and expressions, and knows when to speak and when to shut up and pretend to be dumb.

"Where are you going now?" Secretary Chu took the two hairs carefully without asking, and after putting them away, quickly followed Song Shilin.

"Go back to the company." Song Shilin opened the car door, walked in, and said, "You take the things for appraisal, the sooner the better."

Secretary Chu agreed, but before he could react, he saw the door of the car in front of him close with a "bang", then the car started and drove away slowly.

"..." Secretary Chu walked to the side of the road, waved to stop a taxi, got in, and gave the address.

Song Shilin was sitting in the car, his phone was put aside by him, his eyes were gloomy and calm.

At this moment, Han Ziyu should tell Bai Yu what he already knew the truth...

I don't know how Bai Yu will behave after going back tonight.

Song Shilin lowered his eyes, then leaned on the back of the chair and fell asleep.

At the same time, Bai Yu was chopping vegetables for cooking in the kitchen. As the little watermelon grew up, his cooking skills improved day by day, and more and more dishes could be served.

Little Watermelon sat on the small stool, while playing with Dandan, looked up at Bai Yu from time to time, and said wistfully, "Baba, I'm hungry."

Eggy whimpered at the right time, barked, and wagged its tail happily.

Bai Yu groaned, and then said: "I know, I'm hungry too, but the food isn't ready yet, so let's wait."

Little Watermelon let out a dejected cry.

Bai Yu's ear tipped, when he heard the ringtone of the mobile phone from the living room, he instructed his stupid son, "Little Watermelon, go and help Ba Ba get the phone, okay?"

Little Watermelon walked out of the kitchen, trotted back, and handed the phone to Bai Yu.

Bai Yu took the phone and glanced at the caller ID, it was Han Ziyu.

What is he calling himself for?

Little Watermelon tugged at Bai Yu's pants, and said in a low voice, "Ba Ba, who is it?"

"Uncle Han." Bai Yu replied to his stupid son, then connected the phone and said, "Hey, what's the matter?"

Han Ziyu said cautiously: "Bai Yu, you... Song Shilin already knows everything about you."

"When did this happen?"

"morning."

"Bang!" The kitchen knife that Bai Yu held in his other hand lost his grip and fell to the ground, making a screeching sound.

he knows...

Bai Yu's complexion instantly turned ashen, and his desperation was nothing more than that.

Little Watermelon panicked, quickly tugged on Bai Yu's pants, and said, "Baba? Baba!"

Eggy surrounded Bai Yu's feet and yelled nervously, "Wow woof! woof woof! woof woof!"

□Author's gossip: Well, there was a little angel reminding me yesterday (circling around) that there were too few manuscripts, so I didn't add more.However, there will be a lot of code words for milk tea after the two-day holiday, and I will add more when there are manuscripts saved. Thank you for your support [067] Daily