Watching the plane take off, gradually rising to the sky and finally disappear from sight, Li Shaoyan then withdrew his gaze.

Ye Qi stood aside and looked at his boss with some concern.

"If you are really worried, let Mingye follow you?"

Li Shaoyan turned his head, pursed his thin lips and a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes: "No need, I believe they can."

Since Song still doesn't ask for foreign aid from her, it means she is confident of doing this. She is a gold medal killer of the K-Generation Organization and has absolutely no ability.

Having said that, Li Shaoyan was still worried.

After all, that was his own woman, and he was not worried about her safety. Who else was worried about her?

After returning to the villa with no words, Song Ming was accompanying Song Xiaomeng and Song Xiaobao. After getting along last time, Song Xiaomeng's prejudice against Song Ming was gone.

When Li Shaoyan and the others returned, Song Xiaomeng was pestering Song Ming to tell stories to him, and her small body sat in his arms and was quietly eating snacks.

Song Xiaobao looked up, glanced at Li Shaoyan and quickly lowered.

Looking at the smart Lord Xiaobao, Li Shaoyan couldn't help but sigh.

In the past, when Song Yiran went on a mission, he always left the two little ghosts at home. Needless to think about it, he knew that Song Xiaobao was always taking care of Song Xiaomeng as an adult.

At the same time, he should be worried every day that Song Yiran prays that she can come back safely.

This precocious son is really heartbreaking.

Li Shaoyan thought about it and walked towards Song Xiaobao.

"Can you talk to me?"

It was a tone of discussion, not to speak to his son in an irresistible tone because he was a father. Song Xiaobao put down the tablet in his hand and jumped off the sofa in silence.

The father and son went upstairs without saying a word, and walked into the study one by one.

Seeing that Song Xiaobao entered the study, he sat silently on the sofa, a trace of helplessness flashed in Li Shaoyan's eyes.

"Worrying about Mommy?"

Song Xiaobao nodded, which was considered an answer.

"I know, when your mom took on the task, you brother and sister would be left at home. At that time, you had to take care of your sister and worry about your mom. Maybe you were used to it. But what I want to say is that you don't have to put so much pressure on yourself now."

Li Shaoyan's voice was very calm, and his tone was very comfortable to hear.

Song Xiaobao suddenly looked up at him, blinking his eyes in confusion and a little confused.

Seeing his son's loving appearance, Li Shaoyan couldn't help but stretch out his hand to hold the person in his arms. He felt the little body in his arms stiffen for a moment before relaxing, and the heartache in Li Shaoyan's eyes became stronger.

"With daddy here, mommy will definitely come back safely. Let the adults find a way to do things for adults. You are a child, just concentrate on doing things for children. Do you understand what daddy said?"

Li Shaoyan asked while holding his son and turned him around, and the two of them were in a face-to-face position.

Song Xiaobao's face was a little red, and he looked at Li Shaoyan with big eyes and didn't know what emotions he should express.

Looking at his appearance, Li Shaoyan couldn't help but stretch out his hand and rub his hair: "Dadfast will protect you, your sister and mommy, so you don't have to worry anymore."

It took a long time to see Li Shaoyan nodded, and then made an action beyond Li Shaoyan's expectations.

Song Xiaobao took the initiative to reach out and hug Li Shaoyan's neck, rubbing his face against his cheek. He hesitated carefully, but he did it unswervingly.

Li Shaoyan's chest suddenly seemed to be blocked, and he didn't know what words to describe the sour and swelling feeling.

He knew that his words had made his son successfully remove the burden on his chest.

If there is no such heavy thing, his son will definitely be happier.

The two children settled down, and Li Shaoyan went downstairs to return to the living room. Song Ming and Ye Qi sat on a group of sofas, looking up at him silently.

Li Shaoyan walked over and sat down gracefully.

"You should tell me Song Yiran's identity."

Looking at Song Ming, Li Shaoyan knew that he would ask him this sooner or later. Of course, he also knew that Song Ming was asking about Song Yiran's identity as the killer, not the identity of his sister.

"K-organization killer."

Upon hearing this, Song Ming's brows frowned.

"K Organization? That rumored killer organization is not very clean. Song is still the killer inside, then she..."

"These are not important. What matters is who created the K-organization. Who is the investor behind it and who is the person who controls it."

Li Shaoyan's words made a sharp cold light flash in Song Ming's eyes, and he looked at him with a little surprise.

"What are you doubting?"

"I'm not suspicious, I just want to find out."

"As far as I know, the K-Group seems to have been destroyed by unknown forces a few years ago. Now the vitality is severely damaged, and the top killer inside is dead and left. Song Yiran…"

"Free, including her friends. Moreover, I think the K-Group is likely to be destroyed by them."

When talking about Song Yiran, Li Shaoyan's anger suddenly disappeared completely, replaced by a faint smile and gentleness.

Ye Qi's boy's heart was suddenly broken. His boss looked like a standard man in love. He was not wise at all, and he was not cruel and ruthless on his face. He was simply too uncomfortable.

Song Ming was surprised by Song Yiran's identity, and he was even more shocked by Li Shaoyan's speculation.

Thinking of Song Yiran's appearance as a simple and innocent sister next door, he was completely incompatible with the identity he heard now.

Several people said something else and left.

In order to facilitate the care of Song Xiaobao and Song Xiaomeng, Li Shaoyan found a suitable female member from Mingye. He not only took care of them, but also protected them.

Her name is very simple, and it is An.

It's pretty good for a nanny to be a bodyguard.

Sitting in the office for a whole day of official business, Li Shaoyan raised his head and it was already 5:30 in the afternoon.

Thinking that An should have picked up two babies from school at this time, he couldn't help but smile and took out his cell phone to call.

The office door was suddenly pushed open, and Li Shaoyan frowned unhappily and looked up and saw Song Muyun.

Not giving up yet?

Li Shaoyan's eyes became a little colder, and he looked at Song Muyun indifferently.

Although she had exquisite makeup on her face, she could not hide the haggardness on her face. A pair of tears in Jian Shuiqiutongs looked at Li Shaoyan pitifully. Any man would feel pity for her.

Unfortunately, the person opposite her was Li Shaoyan.

Song Muyun ignored the coldness in Li Shaoyan's eyes and walked over with a sweet smile.

"I have two opera tickets here, let's go together."

Sure enough, I didn't give up.

Thinking of what Song Yiran said to him before leaving, Li Shaoyan quickly drove her words out of his head. He would not force himself to approach Song Muyun in order to investigate the cause of Mu Wanyue's death. Li Shaoyan could not do such a thing.

"Sorry, I don't have the time or the mood to listen to any opera with you. Also, I'm already married, if you don't believe it, I can show you a marriage certificate."

Li Shaoyan's cold words made Song Muyun's face pale, and he widened his eyes and looked at him incredibly.

"Don't do this, I really love you, I..."

"Brother, it's a bad aunt!"

Just as Song Muyun was about to say something, Song Xiaomeng's voice was suddenly heard behind her, and she was full of vigilance and disgust.

The coldness on Li Shaoyan's face melted in an instant, and he curled his lips and looked at Song Xiaomeng who was walking in with a smile.

"Dad, why is the bad aunt here again?"

Song Xiaomeng pouted, walked to Li Shaoyan with dissatisfaction, twisted his arms and legs and crawled into his arms and looked at Song Muyun with an unhappy look.

"She'll leave right away."

"inflammation."

Song Muyun shouted aggrievedly and planned to take a few steps forward, but Song Xiaobao just walked to her. He stared at her coldly with his eyes, without saying a word.

He is obviously just a child, but his eyes are sharp and palpitations.

Song Muyun subconsciously retreated a little, and Song Xiaobao suddenly frowned, his face full of disgust.

"You can use such an unpleasant perfume, it's simply too tasteless."

"I don't know how tasteless, I'm still big and brainless. I know that my dad already has a beloved woman, but I still come over. I use the newly learned words to describe it... Huh, what is it?"

Song Xiaomeng suddenly couldn't think of the idiom after speaking halfway through, and couldn't help but frown and look like he was scratching his head.

An, who was standing beside him, suddenly answering the conversation, his tone was full of seriousness: "Miss, there is only one idiom you have learned today, it is called shameless."

"Yes, that's it! An, you're so awesome!"

Song Xiaomeng praised An with a smile on her face, and her pink face was full of cunning.

Song Muyun trembled all over under the three of them, glared at Song Xiaomeng and Song Xiaobao fiercely, and ran out unwillingly in her high heels.

Song Xiaomeng and An looked at each other and smiled, the meaning was self-evident.

Regarding her naughty daughter, Li Shaoyan just pinched her nose and smiled dotingly. Of course, it would take some time and special means to investigate the cause of Mu Wanyue's death after she left.
To be continued...