It was impossible for Li Shaoyan to let go of Song Yiran, but of course he would eat the people completely.

He begged for a long time before he was let go. Song Yiran was confused and allowed Li Shaoyan to take a shower, change his pajamas, lay on the bed he had just changed, and felt drowsy. Li Shaoyan bowed his head and kissed his little woman's forehead with satisfaction, and then went to prepare dinner for the two little babies at home.

"Dad, where is Mommy?"

At the dinner table, Song Xiaomeng looked around but couldn't find her mother, and immediately asked with confusion.

While picking up food for her, Li Shaoyan lied with peace of mind: "Mommy is too tired and is resting."

"oh."

Song Xiaomeng responded, lowered her head to make rice. After eating for a while, she suddenly looked up at Li Shaoyan, and her little eyebrows frowned.

"Dad, Uncle Song hugged Mommy today? Why?"

Listening to his daughter's innocent childish voice, Li Shaoyan's forehead suddenly cramped. His temples were vaguely swelling with blue veins, as if he couldn't help but be cruel.

Song Xiaobao looked at it calmly, then looked up at the empty upstairs, silently mourning for his mother in his heart for a while. Li Shaoyan, this jealous jar, even his brother-in-law's jealousy. He was so stingy. How could he be like this as a man?

After serving the two babies, they sent them to take a shower. After checking, they saw that they were both lying obediently on the bed and then turned around and left.

Holding the meal prepared for Song Yiran, he pushed the door and went in.

Song Yiran lay weakly on the bed, and immediately threw his eyes over when he heard the movement.

She was simply a beast, and she was tormented until she couldn't move and could not go downstairs to have supper. What would her two big and small babies think?

Li Shaoyan walked over with a tray. Thinking of Song Xiaomeng saying that Song Ming hugged Song Yiran, his face became gloomy again. His dark eyes seemed to suck someone in.

"Have a meal."

Trying to sound soft, Song Yiran still heard a trace of suppressed anger from it.

Well, she is the one who is pressed on the bed and does it hard. It would be fine if she is weak all over and she is not angry. Li Shaoyan, a person who is jealous and dissatisfied, took the airs with him first. He couldn't bear it and had to teach him a lesson.

Song Yiran made up his mind, so when Li Shaoyan was planning to feed him, he coldly snatched the dishes and started eating by himself.

And he only ate a few bites and got things done. Song Yiran pushed the bowl, but didn't even look at Li Shaoyan, so he went into the quilt and closed his eyes to sleep.

Li Shaoyan:...

Is he still angry with himself because of Song Ming’s incident?

Song Ming and Song Ming, it’s Song Ming again!

Li Shaoyan was so angry that he didn't plan to coax people. He cleaned up the things with an expressionless face and brought them downstairs. What's even more excessive was that he went upstairs and went straight to the study.

Song Yiran lifted the quilt and stared at the ceiling with wide eyes.

What nerves are Li Shaoyan getting? Is my uncle here?

Thinking about it irritably, Song Yiran became more and more angry. Humph, what's so great about it! She is also a person with a temper, okay? If he dares to shy face with him, don't regret it.

So, the inexplicable cold war began.

The next day, Li Shaoyan got up early and went to the company, leaving the breakfast on the dining table. When Song Yiran saw it, he became even more angry and snorted coldly. He didn't move the breakfast, and carried Song Xiaomeng and Song Xiaobao to school.

After having breakfast on the way, Song Yiran sent his two children to Xingyu Primary School, and then drove directly to Yi Xiaojiu's hotel.

The restaurant called Black Monday was unexpectedly well-known. Song Yiran would be caught working for free every time he went there, and this time was no exception.

However, after Song Yiran scared away the guests on the three tables with a cold face, Yi Xiaojiu immediately took action and pulled the person back to the bar and put them in.

"Sister, I beg you. Don't go out to greet the guests anymore, just stay here."

"Why? I think it's pretty good?"

"What a f*ck! Didn't you see my guests scare away because of you?"

Yi Xiaojiu rolled her eyes in anger. Song Yiran narrowed her eyes and subconsciously looked at the several stations she had just served. Strangely, it was obviously a guest who had just arrived, so why did she disappear now?

"All right."

Song Yiran shrugged and just stayed at the bar honestly.

After a whole day on Black Monday, Song Yiran went to pick up Song Xiaomeng and Song Xiaobao on time, and then drove home. He received a call from Song Ming halfway and asked her to have dinner.

Song Yiran agreed happily and decided to leave Li Shaoyan behind. Humph, who made him so excessive? She wanted to see who couldn't help it first.

"Mommy, are we going to have dinner with Uncle Song?"

"It's not an uncle, I want to call him uncle."

Song Yiran smiled and corrected Song Xiaomeng's name to Song Ming. Although she didn't understand what these titles were about for the time being, her uncle seemed to be better than her uncle, so Song Xiaomeng accepted it happily without thinking.

Fifteen minutes later, Song Yiran arrived at the hotel with his big and small treasures. Song Ming was standing on the steps outside the hotel waiting.

He was originally stunned with a face, but after seeing the familiar car, his expression immediately softened and he walked over with a smile on his face.

"Xiao Meng, Xiao Bao."

Song Ming first greeted the two little guys, then bent down and picked up Song Xiaomeng, and stood aside waiting for Song Yiran to get off the car.

"Have you been waiting for a long time? Why don't you go in?"

"I thought about the first time you came here, and I was worried that I had gone wrong. Anyway, I was idle, so I came to wait."

Song Ming smiled and said, Song Yiran couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips. Although he had no interaction with Song Ming before, he had never had any contact with the Song family since then. However, when they got together, they were unexpectedly harmonious.

To be honest, she likes this brother very much.

Well, it’s good to have a relative. Before, whether it was the Song family or the Mu family, those people were wearing hypocritical skins and doing things that were worse than animals in the name of their relatives. In comparison, Song Ming was simply not better than good.

"The environment here is good. I wonder how the dishes taste?"

"It's great, I promise you'll like it."

"Is that so? Then I'll have to try it out today."

Song Yiran said with a smile, the two adults and two children had a harmonious and warm atmosphere, led by the waiter, and entered the private room.

It's a joy here, but the low pressure of Yeming Group is enough to make the entire company feel deeply oppressed. Everyone is careful, afraid of causing trouble.

As a special assistant, poor Ye Qi could only face the pressure.

Lord boss, your pressure is really terrible.

Who provoked his boss? This low pressure makes life worse than death.

The slender fingers pinched the pen in his hand, and his sharp thin lips were pursed tightly. Li Shaoyan's brows were furrowing, and he could even hold a fly to death. He was sure that Song Yiran knew he was angry, but when he deliberately rubbed in the study for a while and returned to the room at night, she was already asleep.

So Li Shaoyan was so angry that he left breakfast in the morning and went to the company. However, a day passed, and Song Yiran had never called himself.

What does she mean? Do you care about yourself at all?

The more Li Shaoyan thought about it, the more angry he became, and his face became more and more ugly. The poor Ye Qi kept feeling the evil aura coming from his boss.

Xiaojiu, if I die, don’t seek revenge on the boss. He is too powerful and you will definitely not be able to beat him.

Ye Qi sighed silently in his heart, but he had to pretend to be an excellent special assistant on the surface.

It has been an hour and a half since the break-off time, but his boss has no intention of getting off work at all. Ye Qi silently thought about the reaction Yi Xiaojiu would have when he was late, and suddenly felt very sad.

Finally, another half an hour passed.

Li Shaoyan stood up without saying a word, walked quickly by Ye Qi with a cold face.

So, does this mean getting off work?

The miserable Ye Qi twitched the corners of his lips, and then quickly cleaned up Li Shaoyan's desk, and then got off work.

He deliberately worked in the company for about two hours, but Song still didn't say anything. Did she not realize she was angry? But how could it be!

That is, she doesn't care about herself at all!

Li Shaoyan's lips were pursed tighter, and his fingers holding the steering wheel were even whiter because of the force.

OK, Li Shaoyan, who was unable to think about it for a moment, could not get out of it at all. I guess something that didn't make any irritating happen, and he wouldn't get out of it.

When he returned home, looking at the dark living room, Li Shaoyan's face turned even more ugly.

He was not at home! Song Yiran was not at home! He even took Xiao Meng and Xiao Bao home even though he knew he was angry. What did she mean?

He turned on the lights in the living room angrily, and Li Shaoyan turned his head and saw the restaurant through the craft glass. After seeing the neatly arranged breakfast on the dining table, his face turned darker.

OK Song Yiran, he didn't even move the breakfast he prepared in the morning.

Has she made up her mind to fight with herself to the end?

OK, very good, very good.

Standing in the living room with a gloomy face for a long time, Li Shaoyan's chest was filled with murderous anger and then he barely suppressed it. He took out his cell phone from his pocket, took a deep breath, and then took out Song Yiran's name and turned over.

The phone rang a few times before the phone was connected, but what came from inside was not Song Yiran's familiar voice, but Song Ming's.

"Song Ming?"

Li Shaoyan almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out the two words from the cracks of his teeth. The strong murderous intent was smoothly conveyed to Song Ming through the radio waves.

He frowned on the other side. It seemed that he hadn't done anything to make him unhappy recently, right? But why did Li Shaoyan have such a murderous aura towards him?

"Xiao Ran went to the bathroom. Is there anything you have to do?"

Damn, what's going on with this intimate and natural tone? Song is still his woman, okay? It's his!

Don’t think that being a brother is amazing. In his eyes, he is a scumbag with a combat power of five!

"fine."

Li Shaoyan said concisely and hung up the phone after he finished speaking. He pinched his phone tightly, and Li Shaoyan grinded his back teeth hard.

"Song Yiran."

The three words that gritted their teeth and slowly said word by word are simply a combination of all the anger of Li Shaoyan.
Chapter completed!