Only three minutes after returning home, Song Ruiwei was kicked out of the house by Ning Dai and asked him to get her milk tea back.

Song Ruiwei pursed his lips and was about to cry.

How come there is a return gift for something given away? Even a child under ten years old understands this truth. Why can his mother let him get it back so openly?

But thinking about Ning Dai's face when she kicked him out of the house, Song Ruiwei could only hold back tears and rang the doorbell next door again.

This time it was Bo Yu who answered the door.

As soon as the door opened, Song Ruiwei saw Bo Yu holding milk tea in his hand and sipping it.

When Song Ruiwei saw this, he burst into tears.

Bo Yu raised his eyelids and glanced at him lazily, but when he saw the tears on Song Ruiwei's face, he was immediately startled.

Damn it, are you here to touch porcelain?!

Bo Yu was about to warn him not to come and touch porcelain, but he did not bully him.

Song Ruiwei thought that it would be good to recover some losses, so he immediately squeezed into the house from Bo Yu's legs to look for the whereabouts of the other cup of milk tea.

Another cup of milk tea was placed on the coffee table in the living room, which is now regarded as a storage table in Bo Yu's game room, and it turned out that it could not be saved.

It has been opened and has obviously been tampered with.

Song Ruiwei's tears flowed even more fiercely.

After finishing his speech, he could not go home.

Does he have to pick up trash now?

Han Xiang came out of the study and saw a child named Song Ruiwei standing in his living room crying. He glanced at Bo Yu suspiciously, reasonably wondering if Bo Yu had bullied him.

Bo Yu understood the meaning in Han Xiang's eyes and immediately jumped up in anger: "Look what I did, I didn't bully him! He cried on his own!"

Song Ruiwei choked up, turned to look at Han Xiang, and said in a tearful tone: "Mom asked me to take the milk tea back, but she said she wouldn't let you drink it."

Then he pointed to the opened cup of milk tea on the coffee table and said, "I can't take it back. I can't go home."

Han Xiang: "..."

Just tell me why she suddenly became kindhearted.

It seems something went wrong somewhere.

Bo Yu took another vigorous sip of milk tea, and he understood: "Oh, didn't you treat me to a drink?" But I'm sorry, Han Xiang didn't drink milk tea, so he took both cups.

And he is in a very good mood now.

Ha, I suddenly had the energy to play games all night long.

The more Song Ruiwei cried, the sadder she became. She didn't know whether she was mourning the lost milk tea or herself who couldn't come back.

Han Xiang rubbed his forehead, walked over and took out a few tissues and handed them to Song Ruiwei, while asking: "She told you not to go home unless you take it back?"

Song Ruiwei nodded desperately.

This is indeed what she can do.

Han Xiang glanced at the time and told Bo Yu: "Calm him down." After saying that, he turned and went back to the study.

Bo Yu felt terrible, looked at Han Xiang's back, and asked angrily: "Why do you want me to comfort you?"

However, Han Xiang ignored him, and the only answer to Bo Yu was the sound of the door closing.

Bo Yu became furious.

Half an hour later, Han Xiang walked out of the study again. In the living room, Bo Yu was leading Song Ruiwei to play games. Although it was very perfunctory, Song Ruiwei did not cry anymore.

Han Xiang went over and sat next to Song Ruiwei. Song Ruiwei tilted her head and looked at him. She had cried not long ago and her eyes were still red. Han Xiang also turned to look at him and said calmly: "She won't come to take you tonight.

Just don’t go back.”

Song Ruiwei opened his mouth and said "Huh?"

"If she doesn't let you go back because of this little thing, it's her fault. Just wait until she comes to take you." Han Xiang's words were both an explanation and a decision for Song Ruiwei.

Song Ruiwei was extremely worried when he heard this.

This is the same effect as when a weak-winged little emperor confronts a dictatorial and domineering queen mother. It's scary to death. It's scary to death.

Moreover, Song Ruiwei was extremely self-aware that the Queen Mother was the Queen Mother, but he was not a little emperor at all.

Nearly an hour later, Ning Dai heard the doorbell and thought it was Song Ruiwei coming back. She thought that this happy little brat knew he was coming back, but when she opened the door, she saw that it was not Song Ruiwei, but a delivery boy.

There were several bags of milk tea piled at the feet of the delivery boy. When he saw Ning Dai, he asked: "Hello, are you Ms. Ning?"

Ning Dai responded.

"This is your fifty cups of milk tea. Because it takes time to make, it's a little late. I hope you can forgive me."

Ning Dai: "Huh?"

Look at the plastic bags at his feet, they are from the store where she just bought milk tea.

The delivery boy also asked: "It's a bit much, do I need to bring it in for you?"

Ning Dai already had an idea in her mind, but she wasn't sure yet. She reached out to the takeaway boy and said, "Show me the takeout order."

The takeaway boy quickly handed it over.

After Ning Dai read the list, she was already convinced.

Han Xiang, with fifty cups of milk tea, do you want to support her to death or poison her to death?

Neuropathy!

She raised her lips and gave a fake smile, pointed to the opposite door and said, "Please take me to the opposite door."

The delivery boy looked at it and said casually: "Oh, they are the same family on both sides."

Ning Dai was speechless.

But go to your family.

When the delivery boy struggled to carry fifty cups of milk tea to the next door, Ning Dai didn't close the door, she just opened the door wide and leaned against the door to watch.

It was Bo Yu who answered the door. After hearing what the delivery boy said, he was a little confused.

Ning Dai shouted from the opposite side: "Let Han Xiang come out and sign for it."

Bo Yu glanced at Ning Dai and turned around to call Han Xiang.

Not long after, Han Xiang came out.

The delivery boy repeated the same words for the third time, why is this family’s signature for a milk tea so stained?

Han Xiang saw Ning Dai at a glance, and when he was looking at her, Ning Dai shouted again: "Mr. Han, I want to treat you to milk tea, am I generous?"

At this time, the delivery boy asked Han Xiang if he wanted to carry it in. Han Xiang nodded, walked out of the door, and asked the delivery boy to carry the items in.

After standing outside the door, Han Xiang continued to look at Ning Dai, and suddenly walked towards her again.

Ning Dai watched coldly as he took a few steps, then immediately turned around and returned home. Then she waited very naughtyly for Han Xiang to get closer, and then closed the door in front of him.

Han Xiang stopped, looked at the closed door, and sighed through his nose.

Angry and helpless.

Han Xiang stood outside for a while before turning around and going home. In the room, Bo Yu looked at fifty cups of milk tea and completely lost his mind. Fifty cups of milk tea can only be seen after drinking!

Seeing Han Xiang come back, Bo Yu turned to him and asked, "What's going on?"

Han Xiang said directly: "If you want to drink it, drink it. If you don't want to drink it, throw it away."

Bo Yu: "..."

He wasn't asking about milk tea, he was asking about the situation with the woman next door.

An hour later, the doorbell rang again.

Bo Yu felt that there was a lot going on tonight.

This time when the door opened, Song Ruili was standing outside.

Bo Yu's complexion immediately turned to freezing point.

Song Ruili got straight to the point: "I'm here to pick up my brother."

When Song Ruiwei heard Song Ruili's voice, he immediately ran out, but Bo Yu grabbed him by the collar and pulled him back behind him.
Chapter completed!