C1069 You Don't like Me
C1069 You Don't like Me
She glanced at the screen and saw that it was Shaang Sizhan calling. She immediately picked up the phone.
"Hello, Master Zhan."
"Qian, are you going back?" Shaang Sizhan asked.
"Yes, I'm back. I'm in the study. How about you?"
"I'm on the way. I should be home in about half an hour."
"Oh, then should I tell the kitchen to prepare dinner?"
"Okay, let's have western food then. Let's open a bottle of red wine."
Shi Qian lightly laughed, "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Shi Qian stood up and walked out of the study room to go downstairs.
Yan Yi waited on the first floor to inquire. After exiting the elevator, Shi Qian immediately walked towards him, "Yan Yi, tell the kitchen to prepare dinner. Western food."
"Okay, Miss Qian."
Yan Yi went to the kitchen immediately.
Shi Qian walked to the wine cellar. She walked around in front of the rows of wine racks and chose two bottles of wine.
The reason why she took two bottles was that she also wanted to drink some.
After putting the wine in the dining room, Shi Qian stayed in the living room and did not go upstairs.
When Shaang Sizhan returned, he saw the girl lying on the sofa with her phone in her hand. It was obvious that she was playing a game.
Hearing the commotion at the door, Shi Qian immediately looked over. Seeing the man walking towards her step by step, she smiled.
When he got closer, he logged out of the game and stood up.
"Didn't he say he would be back in half an hour?"
Shaang Sizhan stopped in front of her and replied, "There's a traffic jam."
"Dinner is ready. I have also brought out the wine."
Shaang Sizhan's lips slightly hooked up and pulled her hand. "Let's go and eat."
Lakeside villa.
Feng Qingyan had not returned yet after going out.
Beiming Yue was sitting alone in the pavilion, looking at the direction of the main door.
He once again questioned whether he had indulged Feng Qingyan too much. This little girl had recently left early and returned late every day, so she did not pay much attention to him.
Not far away, the baby's small figure stood beside the garden, looking at his father with a complicated gaze.
After hesitating for a moment, she finally walked towards him.
Beiming Yue noticed the little baby walking towards him. He turned to look at him and asked, "Son, are you hungry?"
The baby suddenly stepped forward and shook his head. "No."
Looking at his son, who was two meters away from him, Beiming Yue waved his hand and walked away. He said, "Come here. Why are you so far away from me?"
The baby continued to walk forward. He walked in front of him and stared at him with his round eyes.
A trace of doubt flashed in Beiming Yue's eyes. "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that? What do you want to say to me?"
The baby pursed his lips and suddenly said," Father. "
Hearing this, Beiming Yue was suddenly stunned. His deep eyes flickered with a faint light.
This was the first time in a long time that the baby had called him father.
Beiming Yue didn't react at all.
The baby said in a low voice, "Do you really not like me?"
Looking at his son's aggrieved face, Beiming Yue's heart seemed to be gripped by a big hand. He immediately said, "How could it be? You are father's biological son. How could father not like you? Who did you hear the nonsense from?"
The baby blinked and looked at him. "Then why didn't I call you for so long, and you didn't respond?"
Beiming Yue was speechless for a moment. Then he picked him up and put him on his lap. He said softly, "You were born three years ago. I didn't do anything to you, so if you don't want to, I don't want to force you."
The baby looked up and asked, "Really?"
Beiming Yue said, "Of course it's true!"
The baby looked down and said in a low voice, "I also... like Dad."
After saying that, his little face turned red.
Beiming Yue's heart softened as he tightly hugged his son.