Chapter 2295

This kind of pressure is different from the feeling when facing Fu Yechuan just now.

Fu Yechuan's rage just came from his anger and unwillingness, as well as his sense of self-superiority and contempt for others.

But Shang Qian is different, his whole body has a warm and gloomy aura, standing there without speaking makes people feel oppressed.

Compete with each other.

Song Zhihe unconsciously felt that he was shorter in front of him.

He didn't dare to speak satirically like he did to Fu Yechuan.

Song Zhihe pursed his lips and nodded blankly.

Then he took the hands of the little friend and Xiao Yuer:

"You're welcome, you should, goodbye."

As he spoke, he took two steps, suddenly remembered something, and looked back at him:

"Well, I'm Ms. Su's assistant, Song Zhihe, you... don't misunderstand our relationship, I came here for an internship through the back door, I'm not her little boy!"

He said this mainly because he was afraid that Shang Qian would think the same as Fu Yechuan, and he would be wrong.

Hearing this, Shang Qian's face softened a bit, and he nodded:

"I know, trouble."

He looked at the little boy and waved his hand:

"Goodbye baby?"

Talk about the children reluctantly waving their hands: "Goodbye Daddy!"

"Goodbye Daddy!"

Xiao Yuer followed suit and waved.

Shang Qian smiled, looking at their immediate backs, his smile gradually narrowed, bitter.

It is very close to happiness and warmth, but he dare not touch it.

This feeling really made him weak.

He didn't take a step back until there was no one left, and he didn't stand still.

Qi Rong immediately picked up the cane on the ground, "Sir..."

Shang Qian took it over, took a deep breath, his face returned to cold and alienated, then he turned around and walked slowly towards the stairs.

Qi Rong's eyes were hot. Although she relied on Shang Qian for survival, she felt that Shang Qian seemed to be more pitiful than her.

She has nothing, and if she loses it, she loses it.

But he has everything, but he can't recognize each other when he is in front of him.

That woman just left without saying anything, which made Shang Qian very sad.

...

Song Zhihe thought Su Nan had left.

But she sat in the car, motionless, looking at the door through the glass.

Song Zhihe got into the driver's seat and looked at Su Nan behind him.

paused.

"President Su, is that really your husband?"

Su Nan didn't answer, she was silent as if unable to enter her world.

Her forehead was pressed against the glass, and her eyes seemed to be soaked in water. She had cried before.

But the person who came out did not have him.

Shang Qian didn't even chase him out, not even a step.

She was sure he hadn't lost his memory, hadn't forgotten about their relationship.

Otherwise, why would you stand up for her at that time?

But that's all.

She didn't speak, so Song Zhihe could only start the car and drive back.

Let’s talk about the kid and Xiao Yu’er still immersed in excitement, only these two carefree kids would be overwhelmed with excitement just because they saw him.

The chirping sound made Su Nan feel exhausted.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

"President Su, although I don't know what happened to you, it's a good thing he didn't die, you really didn't look like the couple who reunited after a long time.

But he is the nosy chef I mentioned to you before, so it turns out that he cooks all your meals, which sounds quite romantic..."

Song Zhihe spoke casually in front.

Now that Su Nan's husband is back, it's time for her half-hearted blind date to go offline.

But business still needs to be done, and now he is analyzing their relationship as a brand new Assistant Song.

But I didn't hear Su Nan's response, and I was a little disappointed.

"President Su, let's forget about that Fu Yechuan, why do I feel that he is a little crazy? Fortunately, your real husband showed up, otherwise it really wouldn't have ended..."

"Song Zhihe—" Su Nan said lightly.

"Huh? President Su, you said..."

Song Zhihe looked excitedly through the rearview mirror.

Su Nan glanced at him casually:

"Can you shut up and be quiet?"

"Oh."

Song Zhihe: "..."

Su Nan: "No matter what happened tonight, don't say a word to anyone."

After arriving at the apartment, Song Zhihe left.

Su Nan was exhausted. Fortunately, there was an aunt at home to help take care of her.

Tell me that the kids are very excited today, and they want to tell Su Nan about Daddy with joy.

But Su Nan didn't know where to start. Fortunately, the phone rang, and it was something in the company.

Talk about being very sensible and let her go to work, and then I found Shang Qian's phone number and planned to talk to Daddy.

This time Daddy quickly picked it up.

"Tell me baby, are you home yet?"

"Here, Daddy, when are you going home?"

The other party was silent for a few seconds before replying softly:

"Daddy has something to do, baby, don't worry, you have to listen to Mommy, you know?"

"I know, Daddy, I miss you so much, you haven't been home for a long time!"

...

Listening to the familiar voice coming from the room, Su Nan stood at the door, suddenly feeling powerless.

She leaned against the wall, her eyes were warm, sour and laborious.

I don't know how to face everything in front of me.

Does he not want to come back?

Was the Qi Rong next to him treating him well?

What is their relationship?

He would rather talk to talk to than contact himself.

My number has never been changed.

Thanks to her, she kept sending him various messages on WeChat until Li Jeff left country f.

Did he see it, or didn't he?

Countless thoughts tangled up in my heart.

She's been getting more and more unstable lately.

It may be that the psychiatrist is no longer useful to her.

Will the person who can heal her come back?

It was late at night, and the ink color outside gradually became thicker.

Xiao Yu'er came out in his underwear. He had just taken a shower, and seeing Su Nan standing there crying, he was at a loss:

"Mommy..."

Su Nan immediately wiped her eyes and looked at him with a smile:

"Why did you come out? You don't even have clothes on?"

Xiao Yu'er walked over, "Why are you crying, wouldn't it be a good thing for Daddy to come back?"

he asked, blinking his eyes wide.

Su Nan took a deep breath and said in a gentle voice:

"I cried when I remembered something sad, Xiao Yu'er, you are not allowed to tell others, do you understand?"

Xiao Yuer pouted and nodded, went over and took her hand:

"Mummy, don't be unhappy, don't think about sad things."

"Okay, I see, you go in and get dressed quickly, don't catch a cold."

Su Nan touched his head, Xiao Yu'er immediately nodded, and then ran to his room.

Su Nan went to the study.

After waiting for a while, she heard that the voices of the children chatting had subsided and disappeared, so she went in quietly.

It just so happened that I saved a bedtime story today.

It's just that her phone and watch are held in her arms, looking very precious.

Su Nan took it out lightly, intending to flashlight his watch, looking at the strange number, his eyebrows and eyes paused slightly.

She felt a dull pain in her heart, sad.

An indescribable suffocation came up instantly.