Bai Yueguang doesn't follow the script

Song Ji'an's face was ugly for a moment, and Wang Xiujuan took a serious look at the expression that he didn't have time to hide.

She originally thought that she planned to take a detailed look at what was going on while Zhou Mei was staying at home.However, Zhou Mei has always used the excuse of raising a baby to stay in the house all day long and see no one. Song Guangping would help change the topic when asked during meals. After the shock of her son bringing back a woman who was about to give birth, Wang Xiujuan's mind gradually calmed down. down.She is not stupid, otherwise she would not have the ability to become the mistress of the Song family back then.So when his son's attitude towards that woman could be said to be indifferent, Song Guangping's eyes and love for Zhou Mei became very obvious at certain times.

"Tell mom the truth, is the child in her belly yours?" Wang Xiujuan asked seriously.

As a mother, she knows the child coming out of her womb best.Although both of them hope that a rich girl will marry in in the future, but after all, the son made the woman's stomach big, and she didn't get knocked out, so there is still some affection.

But Song Ji'an's attitude towards Zhou Mei was really not good, even indifferent.

She guessed that maybe Song Ji'an might really like Zhou Mei, but it wouldn't make him give up the benefits that the other half could bring, so Zhou Mei was not the best candidate for her wife.

Unfortunately, Song Guangping somehow found out about Zhou Mei, and Song Guangping thought about bringing her back.

She knows that Song Guangping treats his heirs well.

Back then, Song Ji'an was Song Guangping who took the risk of being discovered by Pei He to give birth to her, and then raised her secretly.

When he arrived at Zhou Mei's place, Song Ji'an was never married, so Song Guangping probably brought her back without thinking too much.

"Are you talking? Give me an accurate word?"

Song Ji'an didn't know what to say about this chaotic relationship.

in silence.

He dared not tell his mother the truth.

What needs to be concealed most in this matter is his father's cheating.

I don't know if his mother has been sitting on the Diaoyutai in the past few years. In the past few years, her gentle temper has hardened a lot, and she is more and more similar to her grandmother who loves to quarrel but is stubborn and blind.He was afraid that she would make trouble at home because of this matter.

His mother may not be able to see that her father's friendship with her is slowly fading, and she misses the late Aunt Pei more and more.But he could see that even the first time he saw Zhou Mei, he could see some points on Zhou Mei's body and the imagination of Aunt Pei who was put in the bedside photo frame by his brother.

"It's nothing...don't worry about it."

"It's nothing, I'm lying! Your father didn't know what to think, he didn't think about your future at all, he just brought that woman back. He doesn't worry about you, I'm your real mother, so I don't have to worry about you." Wang Xiujuan babbled read.

"It's my child, it's my child, why don't you ask so many questions?!"

The pressure in my heart was already high, and my mother was there asking questions relentlessly.

Song Ji'an stood up.

"I went to the company to work overtime, so I didn't come back for dinner."

"Hey you..."

The disturbing voice was left behind, and Song Ji'an breathed a sigh of relief when he sat in the closed compartment.

Fortunately, he has done a good job at work recently, and he has robbed several other companies of business, which made him feel proud in the company.

Looking at those employees who looked at him with eyes full of admiration and bowed their heads, Song Ji'an felt that his waist was getting harder again.

A lot of good work at work, to a certain extent, can find a way to let the general meeting of shareholders and the board of directors put pressure on my father, and grasp the company's power in my hands as soon as possible.

Song Ji'an left just like that, but ignored his fucking suspicions.If he knew that what Wang Xiujuan would do next would cause her to be kicked out by Song Guangping, Song Ji'an would definitely not leave just like that.

"Hey, Qiangcai. I have something for you..." After Wang Xiudon finished calling her natal brother, Zhou Mei and Song Guangping came back.

Seeing that Song Ji'an was not there, Song Guangping asked.

"What about people?"

"Our son is hardworking and said that he went back to the company to work overtime. I asked him to spend more time with us on weekends and he didn't listen. He also told me to work hard so that you can retire with peace of mind in the future."

Before Song Guangping could speak, Zhou Mei caught sight of Wang Xiujuan's sharp eyes looking at him from time to time, as if she wanted to eat him raw, which made Zhou Mei's heart shudder.

"Dad, I feel uncomfortable in my waist. I want to go back to my room and lie down. Please ask Mrs. Wang to help me again."

"Okay, okay. I'll ask the masseur to give you a massage. Don't you still talk about your legs being sore in the morning, and then someone will do it for you."

Seeing the backs of the two of them talking and drifting away, Wang Xiujuan suddenly trembled with anger.

When she was pregnant with Song Ji'an, Song Guangping, who was still Pei He's husband, gave him some money, and she took care of everything else by herself, almost indifferent.

Now that she sees her husband caring so much about another woman, even if this woman is her son's woman, she still feels very unfair!

"Ka! Okay, this scene is over."

Yu Huai got up from the icy lake water, shivering all over his body.

This is his third day in the filming group.

The assistants hurriedly put on a coat to keep Yu Huai warm, and handed him ginger soup.

"Why don't you change your clothes first, it's useless to wrap the outside tightly when it's wet inside." Feng Ming saw the boy trembling uncontrollably in his coat, then he popped his head.The fair and rosy face was already pale from the cold, the wet black hair was soft and twisted along the curly arc and hung down in front of the forehead, and the big peach blossom eyes with inner folds looked at this side, it looked like a movie theater that was launched a while ago A puppy in a movie.People can't help but want to feel pity and love.

The delicate-looking boy wrinkled his nose, and swallowed the ginger soup in the thermos in one gulp.

"The filming of this scene is not over yet, and there is not enough time to trade it back and forth."

When the boy said this, the manager and assistants had no choice but to shield him from the wind as much as possible and wait for the next scene to start shooting.

Feng Ming: "Xiao Song said that he would come to pick you up at night. I have already asked the director for leave, and I will not rehearse for you suddenly. When going out to play, pay attention to safety, young couples, don't play too crazy, this movie The filming was very hard, if I can't get back to the state, the director will complain to me again."

"it is good."

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After Yu Huai changed his clothes, he walked to a parking lot near the crew, where Song Shicheng's car was waiting.

As soon as he walked in, he recognized Song Shicheng's newly bought Ferrari.

Song Shicheng got out of the car and opened the door for someone, holding the roof of the car with one hand to prevent the teenager from meeting.

The act of caring continues.

After the man sat back in the car, he took out a packaged bowl of spicy Liangpi from behind him.

Liangpi was tasted by the two of them in a small street shop by chance, and the teenager liked it very much.

"Did you take a special detour to buy it?" the boy asked.

"Ah."

The man responded, and silently touched the boy's head.

It's just a few days away, it's a good idea.

He didn't tell the young man that the owner of the Liangpi shop was actually visiting relatives in his hometown today, so he hurried to the Liangpi shop and begged the boss for a long time before the boss made it.

"No! You have a bite too." The boy suddenly moved the bowl forward, and picked up the cold skin mixed with crispy cucumber shreds with his chopsticks.

The man's heart moved, he moved his body slightly, and lowered his neck to eat the food on the boy's chopsticks.

After a few bites, the boy took the plastic foam bowl back.

Song Shicheng glanced at the young man who was eating vigorously, and his heart was slowly filled.

"Don't eat too much, too spicy will irritate the stomach."

"Okay. Where are we going to play today?" the boy asked.

Song Shicheng drove the car and moved the car out of the crowded parking space.

"We're going to sacrifice our time tonight. My dad asked us to go back to Song's house."

"It is said that we are invited to dinner, but we will not know until we get there." Song Shicheng added.

"Is this the reason why you are unhappy today?"

Song Shicheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"How do you know I'm unhappy today? I remember when you got in the car, I didn't tell you."

The boy hummed and tied up the half-eaten spicy Liangpi.

"It's obvious at a glance."

Song Shicheng saw how proud he was being pampered and lawless, and couldn't help but want to pinch his bulging cheeks.

"If it wasn't for driving, I really want to kiss you."

"...It's not because my dad is in a bad mood today."

"things related to work?"

Song Shicheng nodded.

"Isn't it to lure Song Ji'an to take the bait and let people let go of several outsourcing orders. I thought that if I met him today, he would definitely quarrel with me. I feel uncomfortable thinking about it."

"The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard. The frustration is only temporary, and the future will welcome a new tomorrow."

Song Shicheng grinned sullenly.

"I'm a little surprised that you coax me like this."

This kind of consolation is a little clumsy and cute, especially when the boy's expression does not fluctuate much when he says such words.

But after listening to it, my mood improved inexplicably.

When walking into the door of Song's house, a vague smell of blood lingered in his nostrils.

Yu Huai glanced at Song Shicheng, who whispered to him.

"Zhou Mei had an accident at Song's house yesterday. It probably wasn't cleaned up, and there was still a bloody smell."

Yu Huai raised his eyebrows.

Guess it should be something wrong with the baby in her stomach.

Song Guangping and his wife and Song Ji'an sat at the dining table in a quiet and depressing atmosphere.

When Song Shicheng and Yu Huai were led to the restaurant, they saw such a scene.

"Xiao An is here? Sit down." Song Guangping raised his head, his voice hoarse.

He didn't greet Yu Huai, so Song Shicheng moved the vacant stool.

"You take this place, it's easy to get your favorite dishes here." Then he sat down beside Yu Huai.

This move made all the eyes of the people present focus on Yu Huai.

With swollen eyes, Wang Xiujuan looked at Yu Huai and then at Song Shicheng.

Resenting Song Ji'an might as well like men like Song Shicheng.

Song Ji'an looked at his father, Song Guangping was actually indifferent to Song Shicheng's showing affection with the man in front of his family, but just rolled his eyelids.

The patriarch of the feudal clan saw Song Shicheng this time and never said anything that made him unhappy.

Silently waiting for Song Shicheng and Yu Huai to take their seats.