Stop Bothering Me, Emperor

Today is the premiere of the company's hugely invested movie "The Inn at the End of the World". The heroine Qiu Mingyan is Song Zicheng's old lover, and she wants to go to the show both public and private, but the assistant reminded him that today is the day Song Xiao is discharged from the hospital.

Song Zicheng was a little embarrassed.

The child was withdrawn since he was a child, and he could not cry or laugh. The doctor said that he had mild autism and emotional expression barriers.As the helm of an entertainment company, Song Zicheng will often appear in the spotlight. He does not want people to know that his son is defective, so he has been raised as a normal child and has not been sent to a special school.

If you ignore the premiere and go to the hospital to pick up the child, it is very likely that paparazzi will be attracted. I heard that Song Xiao has lost his memory. It is probably even weirder than before. It would be terrible if the media sees it.

Therefore, Song Zicheng chose to stay at the premiere. After editing, he sat down to watch the movie. Qiu Mingyan sat beside him and whispered, "I heard that Xiaoxiao was discharged from the hospital today. You should be sad if you don't go to that child."

So, under Qiu Mingyan's persuasion, Song Zicheng took advantage of the darkness during the screening to walk out of the cinema and quietly went to the hospital.This time Song Xiao was injured, many media paid attention to him, waiting to dig up the scandal, so he just wanted to let Song Xiao know that his father was going to pick him up, it doesn't matter if he can catch up or not.

From Song Zicheng's point of view, Song Xiao has never been close to him, and he doesn't even regard himself as his father. The child looks at him like he looks at the air. He never thought that Song Xiao would say such words.

"Xiaoxiao..." Song Zicheng looked at the young man with firm gaze and lively expression in the room, and couldn't believe his eyes.

Song Xiao looked up, and saw a man in his 40s standing at the door in a daze. Although his hair was cut short and his clothes were completely different, he recognized this face: "Father!"

Aunt Chen grabbed Song Xiao in surprise: "Xiao Xiao, do you recognize him?"

Song Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then realized that he had amnesia now, but this man looked so much like his father in the previous life, that he almost went up to salute, seeing Aunt Chen's reaction, this man was indeed the father of this life, So he pretended to be unsure and said, "I...have I made a mistake?"

"That's right, that's right!" Song Zicheng knew that Song Xiao had lost his memory, and only remembered his own name, but he didn't expect that the child would still remember his father, so he was a little excited, and he came up and grabbed Song Xiao's hand.

Now it was Song Xiao's turn to be stunned. His father in the previous life was a sour scholar who spent half his life in officialdom before becoming a fifth-rank prefect. He was also very strict with him. He had never hugged him since he was a child, and even Not to mention holding his hand at such a big age.

Feeling his son's stiffness, Song Zicheng was a little embarrassed.

"Father came to pick him up in person, and the child is very happy." Song Xiao keenly sensed his father's bewilderment, and took the initiative to hold back. The etiquette book says that modern people pay attention to handshake etiquette, and when others stretch out their hands, they should shake back vigorously.

Song Zicheng twitched the corners of his mouth, then turned to Aunt Chen and asked, "Why does this kid speak so strangely?"

"Hey, it's amnesia. I've been reading history books for the past two days, so I speak in a polite way." Aunt Chen explained with a smile.

Li Weiwei looked at the picture of father's kindness and son's filial piety, and couldn't help curling his lips: "Then what, Mr. Song, since you're here, I'll go back first."

Only then did Song Zicheng remember that he originally asked Li Weiwei to pick up Song Xiao, coughed dryly and said, "Go first, I'll see the doctor."

In the corridor, Song Zicheng's secretary was holding a discharge report and chatting with the doctor. When he saw the boss coming, he handed over the discharge report: "The doctor said that Xiaoxiao lost her memory, but her autistic symptoms have improved, and she can communicate with others normally, and her IQ is not high. question."

"Is there no problem with IQ?" Song Zicheng was a little surprised. This kid used to have a low IQ and poor academic performance. He just graduated from the third year of junior high school and failed to pass the ordinary high school. He has long since given up hope.

The fat nurse passing by was suddenly upset. How can this person be a father? Does he still expect the child to break his head and have a negative IQ?Can't help but said: "How do you say this, you are not happy that your son has no brain problems?"

"No, no..." Song Zicheng quickly waved his hands.

"We only did a simple test. So far, it seems that the patient's IQ has no problem, and is even higher than ordinary people." The doctor pushed his glasses, and didn't explain much about the fat nurse's misunderstanding. He also felt a little uncomfortable with this father Yes, my son has been hospitalized for so long without even seeing him. Now that I heard that my IQ has recovered, I started to care again.

Song Xiao followed Aunt Chen out, the first time he walked out of the hospital in so many days, and looked curiously at a black iron box parked in front of the door.

"This is your family's car." Li Weiwei walked over and opened the door, but suddenly jumped up with a "huh", which startled the woman in the car.

"David, you're still so lively." The woman with heavy makeup in the car stepped down, straightened her shiny short skirt, and said with a smile.

Song Xiao looked at the woman and raised his eyebrows slightly. The moment he got off the car, he clearly saw the disgust and forbearance in the woman's eyes.If he guessed correctly, this woman should be the outer room raised by his father, named Qiu Mingyan, who is said to be a famous actress in their family's theater troupe, and is well-known throughout Huaguo.

"Why is Sister Mingyan here?" Li Weiwei said with a fake smile, looked around, and sure enough, there was a paparazzi's car parked not far away. This woman definitely did it on purpose, attracting reporters wanting to see Song Xiao make a fool of himself .

"Okay, let's get in the car." Song Zicheng came out from the inside, pointed to the car in front of him and told Song Xiao to get on.

"She's going home too?" Song Xiao pointed to the woman leaning against the car door. Since it's an outside room, there's no reason to come to the door.

The paparazzi not far away were excited when they saw this scene.Qiu Mingyan is the lover of the boss of Xinghai Entertainment, and she also gave birth to an illegitimate daughter. This is something that everyone in the circle knows. These two have been married to each other these years, and they have already tacitly agreed to get married.I haven't photographed the son of the Song family before, and I don't know his attitude towards this stepmother-to-be. From today's point of view, it's quite a big deal!

"This is your Auntie Qiu. Xiaozheng spent the summer vacation recently, and they all lived at home." Song Zicheng explained in a low voice. He used to feel nothing wrong with hugging his son from left to right, but now that his son has returned to normal, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Song Xiao stood still, frowning and looking at the woman who was about to get into the car, even if she had already come to the door, she was still a concubine, he was the son of the family, how could he ride with his father's concubine?One is rude, and the other is an insult to him.Turning to Song Zicheng's secretary, he said, "Boy, go and get another car."

Secretary Si Dashu was taken aback. Unexpectedly, Song Xiao still remembered his surname Si, so he hurriedly responded, and then realized: "There is another car outside, it is Miss Qiu's car."

"Then let her sit there." Song Xiao put one hand behind his back, raised his chin slightly, "How can a concubine ride with my son-in-law, it's really rude."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was stunned.

The paparazzi almost screamed when they heard this, and the shutter clicked "Kakaka". Today is really lucky!Tomorrow's headlines are available, and hot spot tracking is also available! "Mr. Song's family angrily reprimanded Qiu Mingyan as a concubine and refused to ride with her!"

"You..." The smile on Qiu Mingyan's face couldn't hold back no matter what, her face turned blue with anger, this little bastard, who used to ignore her, now directly calls her a concubine!

"Xiaoxiao, why are you talking to your Auntie Qiu?" Song Zicheng was a little embarrassed.

Song Xiao looked at Song Zicheng puzzled.

The young man who had just recovered from a serious illness was still a little pale, and his thin face made his eyes bigger and bigger, showing the confusion and surprise in it.

Song Zicheng's heart suddenly softened. His son just lost his memory and didn't understand anything, so he read the history books. His head was full of ancient theories, which is understandable. He sighed and said to Qiu Mingyan: "Go and take the car outside, Xiaoxiao I'm just fine."

The implication is that my son is the most important thing now, don't make him angry.

Qiu Mingyan gritted her teeth, forced a smile and said, "Xiaoxiao is still so stubborn, so auntie won't bother you here." Knowing that Song Zicheng favored her son, even if the son was a fool, she would not treat him badly, and even if she gave birth to a smart and healthy son The daughter is also not recognized.Secretly snapping off a crystal nail, Qiu Mingyan turned and walked outside.

Song Xiao frowned, these days the concubines are really arrogant.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Yutang: What about me?Why haven't I come out yet?

Little Bird: What's the hurry?

Fish pond: (silently draws sword)

Xiaoniao: Your Majesty, please spare me, QAQ immediately