Early years ago, Song Zhongchuan was already the chairman of the board of directors. All matters in the company were handed over to Song Lianheng and he would hardly come to the company. But today, he came and appeared in this office.

Song Qiyue was stunned for a moment. She hadn't seen Song Zhongchuan for many years. When she saw this, she really felt that time flew, which made her unable to come back to her senses.

Instead, Song Zhongchuan spoke first, "Have you finished the meeting?"

Song Qiyue also replied, "Yeah." But she didn't know what to say, but she was still frozen there.

Song Zhongchuan said again, "Shao Yu, my mother has just finished the meeting, why don't you let her come here to sit for a while."

"Mom." Shao Yu was very obedient and hurriedly got off the sofa and ran to Song Qiyue. He held his mother's hand and took her back, and sat down on the sofa together.

Song Qiyue raised her head and met Song Zhongchuan, who was sitting opposite her. When she got closer, she found that his hair was gray and his former black hair had a lot of white hair, which was repeatedly intertwined, proving that as time passed, he was no longer young.

However, Song Zhongchuan in his memory was full of energy and aura. The whole family would obey the words of one person and dare not disobey them. But now he is also gray in his temples, which makes Song Qiyue feel a little sad.

"Mom, it turns out that you have an uncle, too." Shao Yu asked curiously again.

Song Qiyue smiled and stroked her son, and Shao Yu also smiled. The child's innocent smile was still unknown. He didn't know all the reasons. Such innocent and kindness.

Song Zhongchuan shouted, "Shao Yu, my uncle is a little thirsty, and my mother must be thirsty. You go out and pour a cup of tea for us to drink."

Of course, Shao Yu was willing to pour tea and pour tea for people at home. But now he looked at his mother, as if he was asking for his mother's consent.

"Go." Song Qiuyue nodded and agreed, and the child immediately jumped off the sofa and walked out.

As soon as the child left, they were the only ones in the office. Suddenly, no one made any sound. It was surprisingly quiet. The air seemed to be frozen and could not be rotated, which made people suffocate.

"Shao Yu, this child, can see that he is very smart." Song Zhongchuan finally spoke again. He praised Shao Yu. Song Qiuyue listened silently, "He looks good, as beautiful as when he saw him when he was a child."

"The nose and mouth are like you." Song Zhongchuan recalled the outline of the child. He smiled and said, his eyes scattered with a distant light, "It's like your mother."

Genetic inheritance is a special substance, which is separated by generation, but the similar side is still retained in the end. For example, some facial features cannot be avoided or escaped. When Song Qiuyue was a child, she often heard adults talking about her, saying that she looked like her mother.

"A few days ago, I heard from Xiangwan and your elder brother that you have come back." My uncle's voice slowly rang out and came to my ears, "I asked your elder brother if you are good, he said you are good. After asking Xiangwan, she said the same thing. Later, Jinzhi also came back. He heard that you were back to Hong Kong City, and he went over immediately. I asked him if you are good, and he said the same thing, and everyone said that you are good."

"It's just that I haven't seen you, and they're not sure what they say. I always have to see it with my own eyes." Song Zhongchuan spoke in a low and slow manner, like a steady cello playing a concentrating movement. "If you Aunt Jun is still here, she must have meant that."

"I finally saw you today. When I saw you well, I believed what they said." Song Zhongchuan smiled, and he suddenly asked, "Where have you been in the past two years?"

Too many people have asked this question, so Song Qiuyue felt a little numb at this moment. She didn't want to answer and was too lazy to answer. She pursed her lips and refused to respond.

"Where did you go?" Song Zhongchuan asked again.

Song Qiyue just looked at him, and in the silence, suddenly his uncle was so angry that he could not control himself. He even trembled and smashed the floor with his crutch, "Where have you been there in the past two years? Why are you leaving without saying a word again!"

"I would leave a letter when I left, but this time it was great, I didn't even say anything!" The uncle shouted coldly in anger. His old eyes were blurred, but there was a misty light of water. "If your elder brother hadn't rushed to the port city, how could he know that you were leaving like this!"

"If you want to leave, no one will stop you. At least you can say, "You are leaving, where have you gone, you will come back after just relaxing, how old are you? How worried are you? "Song Zhongchuan asked, the more excited you said, the more you said, the crutches were smashing, as if they were about to smash through the ground, "Only your friend, Miss Tao, she told your elder brother that you were not here anymore!"

"No matter where you went or who followed you, who would stop you!" Song Zhongchuan thought of Zhou Suhelai. Just when Song Lianheng stopped the Song family from going to Hong Kong City to pick her up and released her from prison, he only sent a housekeeper to go there. He only thought that Zhou Suhe would definitely go. If Song Qiyue was to face a choice, it would be better to let her be free and at will in this situation. But she never expected that her choice was to go to a foreign land alone, and even Zhou Suhe didn't know the situation.

"You just left, just leave! Come back and come back!" Accompanied by the sound of a crutch hitting the ground with a "thump" sound, Song Zhongchuan looked at her angrily, and it really made him hate her for being invincible. "I told them that if they see you, I will tell you to come back to see me! I didn't expect that even if you go back to Haicheng, you will not go home!"

The sound of the crutch hit the floor, and it seemed to hit Song Qiyue's heart inexplicably, so she felt a pain of being hit. She had no expression on her face, no smile or sadness, but just looking at Song Zhongchuan like this, his eyes were red, "Your brother, your sister, your elder brother can't even invite you, what should I do? I can only come by myself, I can only invite you back!"

Ask her back.

These words are frozen in my heart. They are existences that Song Qiuyue dared not think about before. They seem to never exist, but now he actually says so.

Song Zhongchuan looked at her, but from beginning to end, he didn't hear her making a sound. His crutch no longer hit the ground, but just asked with a tight grip, "Why don't you talk? I used to talk back if I saw me, but now I have nothing to say?"

Song Zhongchuan stared at her. This kind of gaze was too heart-wrenching, which made Song Qiyue think of many past events. Every time she made mistakes when she was a child, every time she was bullied, she would go to find someone to argue after she taught her a lesson, and even more so that she would think of her mother... All of this made her mind to abandon her and not want to think about it again.

After a while, Song Qiyue finally spoke out. She moved her lips and replied, "I have nothing to say."

"You have nothing to say to your elder brother, you have nothing to say to Xiang Wan and Jinzhi, and you have nothing to say to me and your aunt. Then, do you have nothing to say to your Aunt Jun?" Song Zhongchuan asked.

Aunt Jun, when she mentioned Aunt Jun, Song Qiyue's throat became astringent, and the sourness rose up. Song Zhongchuan said again, "Since I was a child, Aunt Jun loved you the most!"

It seemed like he had returned to the hospital in Hong Kong City. In the intensive care unit that day, Song Qiyue was clear and profound, "I remember, of course I will never forget it in my life."

"It's Aunt Jun who loves me the most in the family. At the end, I can only choose one of the Song family and the Mo family. I asked me which one to choose. It's Aunt Jun who loves me the most. She said that from today on, the affairs of the Song family will never have anything to do with me anymore. She said that I'm no longer the daughter of the Song family." Song Qiyue said nothing and reposted Aunt Jun's words at that time. Why do she remember so clearly at this moment? Even she herself didn't know that the memory was picked a little and then banged and spread it all in front of her. "I have always respected Aunt Jun very much, so why didn't I listen to her?"

This made Song Zhongchuan feel hit in his heart, and that past incident also made him suppress his sorrow. He replied, "Okay! Listen to your Aunt Jun! But what about your mother?"

Thinking of her mother, who jumped down from the upper floor, Song Qiyue felt even colder, "Her spiritual position is still in the Song family, and it is still in the hall where the ancestors' slogans are worshipped. You have been away for so many years, don't you go back to see her and tell her that everything is fine. You can bear it so much that you can let her know how to rest assured if you have any underground!"

Song Qiyue was cold and had a cold face. His tight lips and thin breathing were tense on his face, not to mention that Song Zhongchuan's eyes were red, Song Qiyue's eyes were also red. After a conversation that was almost confrontational, the two were silent for a moment.

At this time, someone knocked in. It was the assistant who accompanied Shao Yu back. The child ran over and shouted, "Mom, uncle, I and my assistant uncle are back pouring tea."

As soon as the assistant came in, he found something was wrong. Shao Yu looked at him again, but he saw that his mother and uncle were both red in his eyes. After a closer look at his uncle, the child exclaimed, "Uncle, why are you crying?"

The child only saw tears flowing out. He walked to Song Zhongchuan and asked boldly, "Uncle, are you too happy?"

However, the assistant was shocked. He never dared to stay anymore and hurriedly left because he saw the chairman crying. This was really unheard of!

The child's soft voice and gentle touch could touch the softest part of the person's heart. Song Zhongchuan raised his hand, stroked his face, and wiped away the tears on his face. When he put down his hand, his eyes were red, but the tears were gone.

Song Zhongchuan said, "My uncle is happy because he saw your mother back."

"Oh." The child seemed to understand.

Song Zhongchuan said again, "Shao Yu, my uncle wants to invite you to my uncle's house to play. I wonder if you would like it?"

Of course it is good to be able to play, and Shao Yu has received polite education from his elders since he was a child. The child nodded, "Uncle, I am also very happy to be able to play at my uncle's house, but my mother is still at work."

"Then tomorrow." Song Zhongchuan said, "Will you come to my uncle's house tomorrow Saturday, Saturday?"

Shao Yu looked at his mother. The child didn't know what the result was, and should he agree. Song Qiyue said, "Okay, I will go to the Song family tomorrow."

"Mom said go!" Shao Yu immediately replied with a smile.

Song Zhongchuan felt very sad and was happy again, and finally smiled, "The uncle will be waiting for you and mother tomorrow."

Seeing the child nodding and agreeing, Song Zhongchuan was relieved. After this incident, he did not continue to stay. He knew that she was still busy and that the company was not very good, so Song Zhongchuan chatted with Shao Yu for a few more words and left.

Shao Yu had no idea what had happened just now, but he was still cheerful, "Let's go to my uncle's house to have fun tomorrow!"

After Song Zhongchuan left, of course, Song Lianheng and the other two learned about his meeting with Song Qiyue. The general meaning was also conveyed, saying that Song Qiyue personally said that he would go home tomorrow.

On this day, Song Qiyue was still busy working, and Shao Yu was with his mother for a day. Occasionally, he would go out for a walk in a boredom. Of course, there were assistants or uncles around him. Suddenly walking here, he saw a person, "Uncle!"

It was Song Lianheng where, and when Shao Yu saw him, the child laughed.

Song Lianheng saw Shao Yu and waved at him. Shao Yu slowly walked over.

Song Lianheng asked, "Shao Yu, is your uncle coming to see you and your mother today?"

"Well, uncle, how do you know?"

"Because my uncle is my uncle's father, he told me."

"oh."

"Shaoyu, I will definitely ask my mother to take you to my uncle's house to play tomorrow. My uncle will be waiting for you to come. If you can't wait, you will be very sad. Do you know?"

"I understand." Shao Yu agreed again.

During this day, Shao Yu stayed in Huituo. When he got off work in the evening, Song Qiyue did not stay for overtime. He just sorted out the documents and prepared to pack them and take them back to the hotel to work overtime. Song Qiyue took his son off work again. The mother and son went to a nearby department store, ate some exquisite meals, bought some daily necessities, and prepared some clothes. Then he went back.

It was not too late. After Song Qiuyue returned home, she asked her child to take a shower first, and took a bath himself, and then said to her son, "Shaoyu, mom still needs to work. You can play here for a while and watch cartoons, and mom will be fine soon. The door of the study room is not closed. Can you call mom if you have anything?"

"Okay!" Shao Yu nodded and held the toy he just bought in his hand. All his attraction had long been here.

Song Qiyue entered the study room. She opened the door and opened the notebook. From time to time, she could see the sofa. The child was playing on the sofa. The sound of the TV came over. She lowered her head and started to continue working.

Time passed quickly, but I read a few documents in my hand. I had not completed one of the work tasks in the computer. Song Qiyue felt her glasses sore. She probably stayed up late for a few nights after working overtime for a few nights, so she was so tired. She leaned against the back of the chair, closed her eyes and wanted to take a short rest. But when she closed her eyes like this, she couldn't open it for a moment, and her eyelids were so heavy.

"Mom!" Shao Yu had just put together a new toy. He excitedly took the toy and ran to the door of the study. The child originally wanted to offer treasures and show his achievements to his mother, but he found that Song Qiyue was lying in such a chair without saying anything.

Shao Yu approached Song Qiyue, and he did not shout anymore. He just stood beside her for a while and found that she was asleep. The child was not panicked or surprised. As if he was used to it, he quietly retreated and even brought some doors.

The child sat back on the sofa and started playing by himself.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly the phone rang. Shao Yu turned his head and saw that the hotel phone was ringing. The child picked it up, "Hey."

"Shao Yu?" The other end was the man's voice, and the child recognized it, "Dad?"

"Shaoyu, have you returned to the hotel?"

"Yes, dad."

"Okay, Dad is already coming up from the elevator. You can let Mom open the door." Mo Zhengyan said on the other end.

The child put down the phone in response. He turned his head and looked at it, thinking that his mother was still sleeping, so he should not disturb him. He ran to the door by himself and opened the door. He poked his head out and saw a tall figure walking over the other end of the corridor. He stood happily in place, "Dad!"

"Dad, why are you here again?" the child asked.

"Because my father's company is over, I came here." Mo Zhengyan replied. He raised his eyes to look at the room, and even walked in with the child. After looking around, he could not see Song Qiyue's traces and asked again, "Where is Mom?"

"Shh!" Shao Yu made a gesture, signaling him not to speak loudly, and even said in a low voice, "Mom is working, but she is asleep!"

Needless to think about it, I knew that it must be the latest project that was in a hurry to work. Mo Zhengyan also understood. He looked at the study room and said, "Dad, go and have a look."

"Dad..." The child was about to pick up the toy and offer treasures again. Mo Zhengyan made a gesture, "Shh!"

The child stopped talking, sat on the ground and continued to play alone.

Mo Zhengyan walked towards the study room. The door was not closed tightly, and there was still a gap. The room with the wall lights on was not particularly bright, but the light enveloped Song Qiyue's surroundings. He saw her and lay on the back of the chair. He closed the door and slowed down and approached quietly.

When he got closer, he was already close, and it was just a step away from her.

Mo Zhengyan finally took this step. He looked at her. At this distance, he wanted to be closer. So he bent down, gently held the chair with one hand and supported the edge of the table with the other. Finally, even her breathing was felt.

In such a peaceful time, there were no more people. Mo Zhengyan then looked her carefully and thoroughly. It was her eyebrows and eyes, and her eyelashes drew fan-shaped shadows under the light, and it was her breathing, which proved that she was in front of him at this moment, so vivid.

Under the dim and warm sunlight, her expression of sleeping peacefully was not too peaceful, so she frowned slightly.

What is she worried about?

He didn't know, but wanted to reach out and soothe her sorrow.

Almost uncontrollable, his hand touched her, and his finger gently tapped between his eyebrows.

With just a gentle movement, Song Qiyue was awakened. She suddenly woke up and her eyes recovered from the darkness, but in an instant she saw the person in front of her, and the figure slowly became clear in the darkness!

Song Qiyue's breath condensed, "What are you doing!"
Chapter completed!