It was this huge house that came into view, and right in front of her, Song Qiyue's eyes narrowed. She had been familiar with this place and had lived there for so long, but now she felt that everything here was so sarcastic and strange, but she almost thought that she was the hostess here and thought she was a member of this family, but in fact, it was not all, never, nor could it be!

——Xiao Qi, have you forgotten it all!

——Xiao Qi, it was him who harmed us, and it was their Mo family who harmed us!

——Xiaoqi, think of your mother.

The man's words rushed over in his ears. Song Qiyue's eyes moved. She looked at the door of the house and opened. She looked at the door that opened to welcome her into the door.

Stopped in front of the fountain, and at the greeting of Butler Zhao, Song Qiyue entered the villa. Her steps were not urgent, but she walked hard and walked through the corridor. In the glorious hall, everything was still the same, the magnificent hall, the dazzling and dazzling window decorations of the windows were even more colorful in the lights.

Butler Zhao came in to meet her, and he came to the side and said, "Young Master, the young lady is back!"

"Mrs. Young Madam, welcome you home." Amid the response of Butler Zhao, the servants beside him shouted in unison.

Song Qiyue stood at the entrance of the villa. She looked around and saw the servants standing on both sides, headed by Butler Zhao, and Sister Lan on the other side, on the Chinese-style Grand Master chair, Mo Zhengyan sat upright. The child he was holding was her child Shaoyu. Shaoyu was very quiet, and smiled sweetly when he smiled, very brightly.

Such a picture, just like when she left, was also sitting here, and the child was in his arms.

It was him who said: My son and I are waiting for you to come back at home.

It was him who imprisoned her children and asked her to return to this starting point no matter where she was.

Song Qiyue came back to her senses, and she met him, but saw him smile at her.

"He's back." He spoke, raised his lips and said to her.

...

After returning from New York, Song Qiyue did not rest at home. After a night of sleep, he returned to Mo's family. Early that morning, when he arrived at the company, Song Qiyue called Shao Fei to the front of him. Shao Fei submitted the documents and was about to discuss work, but Song Qiyue interrupted him, "Fei'er."

This shout made Shao Fei look at him, "What's wrong?"

"You quit." Song Qiyue said suddenly.

Shao Fei didn't understand why, "Why?"

"This project is almost done now, and the problems that need to be solved in the later stage are not too difficult."

"So, now you're done, and you're planning to break the bridge across the river?"

Song Qiyue looked at him and said, "I know, you will resign this time and leave Dingxin, giving up your position as a manager, and just to come and help me. But now, the difficulties here have passed."

"I want to help you, but I am willing to do it. I'm not happy when I do it in Dingxin!"

"With your strength, you should be on par with me, rather than being my secretary. Keeping you by my side will delay you."

Her words made Shao Fei gloomy, "Why did you suddenly say this?" He thought of someone coming, "Is it because of her? She has found you, did you say anything to you?"

"Chenxi, she has talked to me for a few words." Song Qiyue did not hide it.

"Is she crazy?" Shao Fei was angry.

"Fei'er, don't be angry for now. She is for your worthlessness and for your own good."

"That's just her thought!" Shao Fei said angrily, "I won't resign, and you don't have to worry about what she said! She just takes her words as if they were heard by the wind, and even if you have heard them!"

"So, do you like her?" Song Qiyue asked looking at him.

When he really asked Shao Fei, he couldn't answer. Song Qiyue said, "I know what you are worried about, I know everything. But Fei'er, liking is a matter of one person, but loving is a matter of two people. You can't just care about your own feelings, but not think about her. If you still want to be with her."

"Shao Fei, fate is a wonderful thing, no one can guess. I never thought that you would have something to do with her, but you just bumped into each other." Song Qiyue looked at him, "But fate also broke apart very quickly, and he was released from his hands accidentally."

"I don't want to hear the four words "you say that fate is not enough, if you haven't tried hard," Song Qiyue said softly.

Shao Fei fell into deep thought and didn't say anything for a long time.

"If I say to you today, don't go to Chenxi. Think about it carefully and tell me again." After a long time, Song Qiyue said.

"I understand what you said." Shao Fei responded, but made a decision. "But I won't resign. If you have to resign, I will go to the general manager to appeal!"

This stubborn personality is so strong at this moment, and Song Qiyue has no choice but to do anything, "Fei'er!"

"You need to say nothing, I have decided!" He made a decision resolutely. Song Qiyue met his eyes, and the words were blocked. What else she wanted to say, but Shao Fei spoke quietly, "Sister Qiyue, you are right. The fate is wonderful and incredible."

Song Qiyue looked at him quietly, but it was his quiet sentence that made her unable to refute, "But some fate is not yours, but it is not yours."

Some fate is not yours, but not yours.

This sentence was frozen in Song Qiyue's mind. She actually felt that it was ridiculous. Although some people were right, they were not enough, but some of them were clearly bad fate!

Then it turned out to be a bad fate!

Just as she was busy, her days passed day by day, Song Qiuyue dreamed every night, every day, and the dream was repeated, constantly entangled with her!

The calendar turns page after page, and days pass by day.

Buzz — Buzz —!

The phone rang and urged her to answer the call soon, but she didn't answer the call, and she didn't answer it for a long time! Until another phone rang, she couldn't stop answering it, so she picked it up!

"Xiao Qi."

"I understand, I will do it as soon as possible, I know what to do!" As if driven crazy, Song Qiyue replied immediately, frowned, but she was so painfully entangled.

"Xiao Qi, you have said this too many times."

"Not yet! It's really not possible!"

"I won't hurt him!"

"No, it really doesn't work now!"

"Xiao Qi! What is the reason for it!"

Song Qiyue held the phone and she was trembling. What was the reason? It was her, herself!
Chapter completed!