Peng Lu nodded and stared at Song Tingshang dissatisfiedly: "I don't understand, why is an unmarried mother so worried about you? From abroad to China? How many stupid things do you have to do because of her?"

Song Tingshang's expression changed and he stared at Peng Lu's eyes: "Peng Lu, I don't allow you to say that Jiang Ke, she is my friend."

"Friend?" Peng Lu raised his brows up, "Are you sure?"

"What do you mean?" Song Tingshang stared at Peng Lu dissatisfiedly.

"Song Tingshang, if Jiang Ke really treats you as a friend, he should keep a distance from you. You are a hot person in the entertainment industry in the future, and she is just a doctor. If you really want to be together, I don't care. But before you succeed, you must not be able to do so!"

Peng Lu rarely speaks to Song Tingshang in such a serious tone.

Song Tingshang sighed, "Jiang Ke and I are at least just friends for now. If you want us not to contact us, it is impossible. Jiang Ke is my personal doctor, and my body has always been taken care of by her."

"When it comes to this," Peng Lu suddenly stood up and walked to Song Tingshang, "You have returned to China. I will find a more professional private doctor to be responsible for your body. As for Jiang Ke, I will go and talk to her in person."

"Peng Lu, don't go too far." Song Tingshang stared at Peng Lu's eyes, "When we cooperated, we said that it is my private matter to make friends with. You will never ask about any private matter."

Peng Lu sneered twice and pointed to the photo on the table: "I did say that I will not ask about your private affairs. However, Song Tingshang is no longer your private affairs. If it is really exposed, it will not be your career, but even mine will be ruined."

After saying that, she picked up the photo on the table and stuffed it into Song Tingshang's arms: "Save it and appreciate it well, and think about what happened recently."

Peng Lu took the bag on one side, turned around and walked out of the room.

When she arrived at the door of the room, she suddenly stopped: "Song Tingshang, the dinner three days later is the best time for you to contact the domestic media. Don't mess with me."

After saying that, Peng Lu slammed the door and left.

Song Tingshang looked at the photos and raised the corners of his mouth.

Those are the photos of myself picking up the buns from school that day.

He held the photo in his arms, stared at the moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and whispered: "Jiang Ke, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of you and Xiao Baozi."

...

It was already dark. After Jiang Ke finished washing up, he had already fallen asleep in his arms with his little bun in the morning.

This kid is determined not to allow Jiang Ke to sleep with him on weekdays. I don’t know what’s wrong today, so he keeps asking Jiang Ke to sleep with him on weekdays.

"Boss." Niu Kai looked at Fu Hansheng who was standing at the door and called his name in a low voice.

Fu Hansheng raised his hand, made a gesture of silence at Niu Kai, and pointed to the study room at the end of the corridor.

Seeing this, Niu Kai nodded and walked carefully towards the study.

"What's wrong?" When we arrived at the study, Fu Hansheng's voice increased a little.

"I have sent someone to send the photos to you. Song Tingshang's agent is very grateful to us for stopping those photos." Niu Kai said, looking at Fu Hansheng.

Fu Hansheng's expression was not good-looking, and he snorted coldly: "Did you find out which media were following the photos?"

Niu Kai shook his head: "It's not very clear yet. I'm checking."

Fu Hansheng's eyebrows raised twice: "These reporters are getting more and more bold now, and even my people dare to follow them."

"Boss, do you need the public relations department to say hello to the media?" Niu Kai lowered his head and glanced at Fu Hansheng carefully and said.

Fu Hansheng waved his hand: "No need. Song Tingshang's economic team is not a waste of time. The photos have been given to them, so they will naturally say hello to the media."

After saying that, Fu Hansheng suddenly looked at Niu Kai as if he remembered something: "By the way, what's going on with the return banquet three days later?"

Niu Kai told Fu Hansheng one by one about what happened at today's press conference. The more he said, the worse Fu Hansheng's expression became.

After a long time, Fu Hansheng suddenly smiled: "Since Song Tingshang wants to play, I will play with him to the end. Niu Kai, go and tell the reporter that three days later, at the banquet of Song Tingshang's state, I will bring my female companion to attend."

"Do you need to confirm her itinerary with Miss Lin in advance?" Niu Kai nodded and asked almost without thinking.

"What Miss Lin?" Fu Hansheng stared at Niu Kai angrily, "You are really getting less and less accurate in doing things now."

Niu Kai exclaimed, raised his head, looked at Fu Hansheng, and suddenly understood what Fu Hansheng meant.

He nodded, "Don't worry, I'll do it."

"There is one more thing." Fu Hansheng waved his hand at Niu Kai, letting him approach him, and whispered something in his ear.

Niu Kai nodded repeatedly.

"You go tomorrow. Just leave the company's affairs to the secretary below." After Fu Hansheng said that, he waved his hand to Niu Kai.

Niu Kai nodded and said yes.

After Niu Kai left, Fu Hansheng returned to the door of Jiang Ke and Jiang Sui'an's house.

He looked at Jiang Ke who was sleeping soundly in the room with Jiang Sui'an in his arms, and couldn't help but smile.

Many times, Fu Hansheng had fantasized about having such a woman and such a child in his family, and now he has finally done it.

Moreover, the person who stayed by his side was actually Jiang Ke.

Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew through the window.

He leaned into his head and looked at the windows in the house. Sure enough, he saw that the window was open, and the wind was pouring in through the crack.

Fu Hansheng walked into the house carefully and tiptoed to the window.

He just walked into the window and suddenly heard Jiang Ke on the bed turn over and muttering a low voice from his mouth.

Fu Hansheng pulled over the chair on one side, sat slowly beside her bed, pinned the broken hair in front of her with one hand behind her ear, and looked at Jiang Ke tenderly.

Jiang Ke on the bed slaps his mouth twice, raises one hand, and takes the hair he just put behind his ear to him again: "Hate, don't move."

Fu Hansheng looked at her like this and almost burst into laughter.

"Song Tingshang..." Jiang Ke's next sentence made Fu Hansheng's expression immediately frozen.

She folded her hands on her chest: "Your body must be well maintained and don't be too tired."
Chapter completed!