Chapter 27. Bai Xiao: My wife lied to me, I'm so angry!

When Song Chengping first saw Bai Xiao, his expression faltered for a moment, but the next second, he adjusted his expression, naturally withdrew his hand that was about to hit Song Huai, and said with an awkward smile, "I was disciplining my son, please forgive me, Mr. Bai."

He then suppressed his smile and lowered his voice to Song Huai, who was standing awkwardly to the side, saying, "Song Huai, why don't you quickly invite President Bai to sit down?"

Suddenly being called by name, Song Huai snapped out of his shock and said, "Bai Xiao, you...you sit down."

Bai Xiao did not sit down, but looked at Song Huai carefully. Although Song Huai was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, Bai Xiao still frowned slightly.

He walked past Song Huai, went to the coffee table, picked up the air conditioner remote, turned up the heat a few degrees, and then returned to the dining table.

Song Chengping and Song Wenjie were both baffled, while Song Huai awkwardly lowered his head and scratched his nose.

“Um…” Song Chengping cleared his throat and grinned, “President Bai, we’re practically family now. Look at this old senile man, I only just remembered to invite you and Xiao Huai over today. Let’s have a simple meal together as a family. It’s just some home-style dishes, President Bai, please don’t stand on ceremony.”

Bai Xiao glanced at the dining table, which was filled with sea cucumbers and lobsters, or at the very least, a bowl of greasy soup made from some unknown meat. Looking at the whole table, the only dish that Song Huai could barely eat was the plate of stir-fried asparagus on the corner.

The other three all looked at Bai Xiao, waiting for him to start eating first.

Bai Xiao bypassed the table full of delicacies, picked up the unassuming plate of asparagus at the foot of the table, put it in Song Huai's bowl, and then said slowly, "Everyone, eat up, why are you looking at me like that?"

Only then did everyone officially begin eating.

Upon seeing Bai Xiao's actions, Song Chengping was so shocked that his eyes darted around. He had originally thought that Song Huai and Bai Xiao's hasty marriage meant that they had no feelings for each other, but now it seemed... He subtly curled the corners of his mouth, feeling smug. His son seemed harmless on the surface, but in reality, he was quite capable...

During the meal, Bai Xiao remained silent, and the others dared not speak either. The silence at the table made Song Chengping uneasy. He had specifically invited Bai Xiao to dinner this time because he wanted him to help Wenjie find a position as the person in charge of a project between the two companies. If Wenjie wanted to become the heir of the Song family, he needed to gain more experience in these large projects.

However, after several attempts to speak, he felt he lacked the strength to do so. In the end, he remained silent.

During the meal, Bai Xiao would occasionally put a couple of pieces of asparagus on Song Huai's plate.

Song Huai's mouth tasted bitter from eating vegetarian food. He stared intently at the plate of spicy blood curd on the table, but because Bai Xiao, this formidable figure, was right next to him, he ultimately didn't dare to touch his chopsticks.

Song Huai watched longingly as the plate of spicy blood curd was swallowed by Song Wenjie.

He suddenly understood something, and felt incredibly bitter. He had been so presumptuous as to think that his father remembered his preferences and had specially ordered a dish he liked. It turned out that... Song Chengping did have a father's love, but his father had never given him any love from beginning to end.

Thinking of this, Song Huai lost his appetite and put down his chopsticks.

Seeing Song Huai put down his chopsticks, Bai Xiao also put down his chopsticks and made a move to get up and leave with Song Huai.

Seeing this, Song Chengping disregarded everything else and hurriedly called out to Bai Xiao, "President Bai!"

Bai Xiao looked at Song Chengping.

"Mr. Bai, look, our project in the city center is still short of a person in charge. My son is not very capable..." After saying that, Song Chengping gave Song Wenjie a wink.

Song Wenjie quickly stood up, looking at Bai Xiao expectantly, bowing and scraping, "President Bai."

Bai Xiao didn't even glance at Song Wenjie. He stared at Song Chengping with a cold, yet extremely oppressive gaze.

Song Chengping felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.

After a long silence, Bai Xiao chuckled and said slowly, "Mr. Song, I never discuss business at the dinner table."

Upon hearing this, Song Chengping's smile froze. "Yes, yes, Mr. Bai is right. I was being unreasonable..." He paused, "Would you like some more? If the food isn't to your liking, we can order more..."

This time, Bai Xiao stood up directly. "No need, thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Song. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

"Alright, alright, take care..."

Before Song Chengping could finish speaking, Bai Xiao had already pulled Song Huai away, leaving Song Chengping standing there.

Song Wenjie stared at the spot where the two figures disappeared, his eyes filled with venomous resentment.

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Bai Xiao, holding Song Huai's hand, strode all the way to the hotel entrance.

Walking too fast, Song Huai had to exert a lot of effort to keep up with Bai Xiao's pace.

As soon as she stepped out of the hotel, Bai Xiao shook off Song Huai's hand, turned her back, and stood there without saying a word.

Song Huai knew he had made a mistake today, but Bai Xiao's indifferent attitude towards him still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He stepped forward and said aggrievedly, "Bai Xiao, you... Achoo!"

Song Huai had only spoken half a sentence when the wind blew him into a sneeze.

Bai Xiao heard the sound and quickly turned around. She saw Song Huai's thin figure standing in the snow and ice, his cheeks and nose reddened by the wind.

Bai Xiao's anger instantly subsided by half, replaced by a heart full of tenderness.

He turned to look at Song Huai, his voice still tinged with anger, "Weren't you so capable? Now you know how cold it is?"

Song Huai kept his hands tightly tucked into his pockets, but stubbornly insisted, "I'm not cold."

Bai Xiao was at his wit's end with Song Huai. He took off his coat and wrapped it tightly around Song Huai, then sighed deeply, "You...you're too willful."

This cashmere coat was too long for Song Huai, almost covering him from head to toe. However, the coat was incredibly thick and still carried Bai Xiao's scent. Inside the coat, Song Huai inhaled the fragrance of the clothes and felt warm all over, extremely cozy.

After taking off his coat, Bai Xiao was left wearing only a shirt. Beneath the shirt, the man's beautiful muscle lines were faintly visible. He stood in the snow, seemingly unafraid of the cold.

After Bai Xiao draped the coat over Song Huai's shoulders, she turned away, no longer looking at Song Huai, and stared straight ahead.

Song Huai raised his head and secretly watched Bai Xiao. After a while, he realized that Bai Xiao had not noticed him, so he seized the opportunity to examine Bai Xiao more unscrupulously.

From this angle, one can see Bai Xiao's sharply defined jawline and high, straight nose, making Song Huai's heart pound.

For a fleeting moment, Song Huai felt a surge of impulse. He couldn't wait to ask Bai Xiao the truth. He wanted to know whether Bai Xiao was truly thinking of Song Huai or his long-deceased lover when she took such meticulous care of him.

But Song Huai immediately suppressed the impulse, warning himself not to do anything unnecessary.

Regardless, cherish this last moment with Bai Xiao.

What Song Huai didn't notice was that when he stared at Bai Xiao so brazenly, Bai Xiao's body tensed up more than ever before.