Chapter 35:

Small watermelons like to stay close to Song Shizhen.
This time, from the afternoon of his school, he offered to ask the secretary of Chu to take him to Song Shiyi to see it.
Secretary Chu teased him, "Do you like Song Shushu so much?"
The small watermelon's cheeks nodded red, but did not want to tell the reason.
The secretary of Chu was hand-picked with a small watermelon, and with one hand carrying a takeaway, all the way to the company's strange eyes, went to the president's office and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Secretary Chu put the takeaway box on the coffee table, walked over, and picked up the documents that Song Shizhen had just approved.
Song Shizhen looked at the small watermelon standing in the middle of the house and said, "If you are hungry, eat first."
The small watermelon is not hungry, holding the tablet secretly given to him by the secretary of Chu, and watching the cartoon with relish.
There was a black shadow suddenly appearing in front of me. I haven’t waited for the small watermelon to react, and the tablet on my hand was taken away.
Song Shiyi put the food out and the two sat side by side to eat and take away.
"Uncle Song, I like you very much." After eating a piece of meat, the small watermelon suddenly smiled.
Song Shizhen’s action on the dish was awkward:
Why?

"Because the hegemony likes you." The small watermelon blinked and whispered: "I have a lot of photos of Uncle Song at home."
Song Shiyi’s hand with chopsticks slammed tightly, his face was indifferent, and his tone was milder:
How do you know?

Small watermelon mutter: "Baby often kisses the photos of Uncle Song, and the small watermelons are all seen."
Song Shiyi lowered his eyes and screamed. He put the tableware down and touched the hair of the small watermelon.
Childhood is unscrupulous, probably that's it.
After the little watermelon shared his little secret with the unloved Song Uncle, the mood was even better. Even the green vegetables that they didn't like were eaten a few more times.
After the meal, the small watermelon is about to hold a tablet to invite Song Shiyi to watch the cartoon together, but found that the other party is on the phone.
Song Shiyi said faintly: "If you have the ability, you will come to him by yourself."
Small watermelon erects ears, who are you looking for?
"Bai Yu gave him to me, and the child will have nothing to do with you in the future." Song Shizhen's face was cold and cold.
Domineering?
Song Shiyi did not want to entangle with Moan. He said that he had hanged up the phone after saying two sentences, and then found that the small watermelon was looking at himself with a stunned look.
"Little watermelon, have you seen your mother?" Song said.
Little watermelon shook his head. "What is mom?"
"Mom is the one who gave birth to you."
The small watermelon looks like a fool and looks at Song Shiyi. "You can say that I am a tyrant. I don't know if you are a master."
In the Song Dynasty, he licked his lips and did not continue to ask questions. He thought that this was a lie that Bai Yu had smothered to appease the children.
The small watermelon looked down at the cartoon, and occasionally gave a giggling laugh.
Song Shiyi leaned back against the sofa, slightly squinting, not knowing what he was thinking.
At the entrance of the Song's building, Qi Qi sat in the nanny car, took a deep breath, and then walked down from the car.
Song Shiyi wants to clear his relationship with him, and it depends on his willingness or not!
He will never give Song Shiyi to Bai Yu.
However, when Qi Qi pushed the president's office and saw the small watermelon in the office, he immediately ignited the anger.
"Song Shih!" he said with anger.
"Qi, how come you?" The tone is cold and with a subtle disgust.
The two voices sounded at the same time. The former had anger and grievances, and the latter was questioning and dissatisfaction.
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