"I think I have some impression, what's wrong?" Mrs. Li frowned and said after Song Yan reminded her.

"I'll take him to see you."

Song Yan went out and called Song Cheng into the room.

The lights in Mrs. Li's room were dim. Mrs. Li didn't see Song Cheng clearly for a while, and in a trance shouted: "Zhennan."

Then he started to hold his head and complain about a headache. Li Beiting hugged Mrs. Li and comforted her.

Now, it seems that she knows why Mrs. Li was more stimulating. They restored the scene when Qiao Muchen and Song Cheng visited. Since Mrs. Li got sick, the curtains in her room were often closed, with only a few small ceiling lights on. The doctor said this would be beneficial to her mental stability.

Therefore, Mrs. Li's room was dimly lit, no matter day or night.

Mrs. Li may have regarded Song Cheng as Li Zhennan in a trance. They looked like they were young. Mrs. Li and Li Zhennan met in foreign universities and were both around twenty years old when they were in love.

Song Yan turned the light and said softly: "Auntie, my younger brother's name is Song Cheng."

But Mrs. Li ignored her and still held her head and remained motionless in Li Beiting's arms.

"Song Cheng is the uncle of the baby in my belly." Song Yan changed his words.

When Mrs. Li heard the word "baby" and became strangely calm, she looked up at Song Cheng. This person was indeed not Li Zhennan. Li Zhennan was taller and more handsome and masculine than him. That was her first love, and she smiled bitterly.

"Auntie." Song Cheng shouted timidly, for fear of irritating Mrs. Li again.

"The voice is very similar to Zhennan." Mrs. Li returned to normal again and said with a smile.

"Mom, Song Cheng will live here these days, so let him and Song Yan accompany you for more time."

"Well, they are all good kids. It's getting late. You can go back to bed. Song Yan should be pregnant and have a regular schedule."

"Okay, aunt."

Song Yan nodded obediently, and the three of them walked out of the room together.

As soon as the door was opened, Qiao Muchen, who was lying on the door and eavesdropping, almost fell to bite the mud.

"What are you doing?"

Song Yan opened the door and saw a black shadow pounce on him. He subconsciously picked up his collar and subdued Qiao Muchen to the ground with one move.

"Show mercy, show mercy!"

Qiao Muchen said hurriedly.

Song Yan: “…”

Song Cheng: “…”

Li Beiting was very dissatisfied and pulled Song Yan's hand: "If you don't let you do strenuous exercise, you won't remember?"

"I... this is not a conditioned reflex." Song Yan was caught and was a little inappropriate, but this was not the result of this boy Qiao Muchen!

Song Cheng always stood on the same line as Song Yan. His idea of ​​protecting his sister suddenly burst out. He looked at Qiao Muchen with special contempt: "Why are you doing lying on the door? Mr. Li's door is the best in the universe. Can you hear a ball?"

"I'm worried about you." Qiao Muchen felt aggrieved.

"You scared my sister!"

Li Beiting: "My brother-in-law will live in the old house from now on. When your sister gives birth to you, you will move to Yuguiyuan."

Song Chenglang: "Yuguiyuan?"

Qiao Muchen was shocked: "What will you live in the old house in the future? Brother Ting, Song Cheng wants to go back with me."

No, what this means, why do you have to live in the Li family?

"Well, I bought the single-family house next to me, it's more convenient." Li Beiting ignored Qiao Muchen's howl and replied to Song Cheng.

Song Cheng was shocked and couldn't react for a moment. It turned out that rich people spent money like this. They bought a single-family villa casually for convenience? He didn't have to live in any villa alone! It was so wasteful.

Song Yan immediately objected: "Didn't you booked a villa before? That's enough, don't spend money on children."

Qiao Muchen: “…”

Song Cheng is his person, why does it sound like it has nothing to do with him? It is an old house and a villa, so what about him? Where is he going!

Song Cheng came back to his senses and agreed with his sister's statement: "Yes, brother-in-law, this is too luxurious. I'm enough to live in an apartment."

"Not luxurious, my brother-in-law of the Li family should do this."

Li Beiting said this and his eyes finally turned to Qiao Muchen.

Song Cheng was in a complicated mood, moved and nervous, but he still didn't want to accept so much in vain: "Brother-in-law, I still want to make money through my own abilities and get what I want."

Li Beiting returned to Song Cheng slowly, staring at Qiao Muchen: "Well, these are all considered dowry gifts. No matter who you are with in the future, it will be your confidence."

Qiao Muchen was in tears. Why did Brother Ting sound so awkward in his words? It was as if he bullied Song Cheng. No, it was as if he would give up and break up with Song Cheng!

"Brother Ting, I will definitely take good care of Song Cheng." Qiao Muchen swears, and then feels pitiful again, "What should I do if you ask him to live in an old house? You have the heart to see me lonely and alone..."

"Hold on your heart."

The words Li Beiting instantly blocked the long list behind Qiao Muchen.

Qiao Muchen looked at Song Cheng again: "You have the heart to make me lonely..."

Song Cheng nodded without hesitation: "Yes!"

He is a complete sister. Everything is a cloud in front of his sister, and love is not important at all!

"Song Yan, you..."

Qiao Muchen was almost crying, and he looked at Song Yan with help. He had just gotten rid of the single dog.

Song Yan had no choice but to say: "Okay, don't be stupid. My brother just lives here and stays with me. Right, Beiting?"

Song Yan held Li Beiting's arm intimately, looked at him with bright eyes, looking expectant.

"Yes." Li Beiting responded, asked the butler to take care of Song Cheng, and then pulled Song Yan back to his room.

Qiao Muchen happily hooked Song Cheng's neck, not having the steady image of a business person in the past, and was as happy as a child at this time.

He understood that Song Yan's words were the most effective. Qiao Muchen secretly decided to hold Song Yan's thigh in the future.

His childhood relationship with Li Beiting for more than ten years is not as good as Li Beiting and Song Yan's love for less than a year. What is love in the world? It is just a thing that brings down another thing.

When she arrived at the room, Song Cheng looked at Qiao Muchen sitting down directly on the sofa and asked, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Qiao Muchen: "I will stay here for one night, and I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep if you recognize the bed."

"It's obviously you who recognize the bed yourself." Song Cheng said disgusted.

"Do you have to say it more bluntly?" Qiao Muchen smiled and looked at Song Cheng meaningfully.

Song Cheng blushed and changed the topic: "Can you mature in the future?"

"cannot!"

Qiao Muchen decisively rejected it.

Only then did he remember the serious matter and asked Song Cheng: "What did Mrs. Li just react? She wasn't stimulated anymore, right?"

Song Cheng: "No, I was a little excited at the beginning. When I saw my appearance clearly, I became emotionally stable, which was all misunderstandings."

Qiao Muchen remembered something and sneered: "Misunderstanding, treat you as Uncle Li? This misunderstanding was also caused by someone deliberately."
Chapter completed!