At five o'clock in the evening, Liu Zhiyuan got off work.

When she left the company, she was on the phone, with a playful smile on her face, and she called out sweetly, "Husband."

The person on the other end replied, “Yeah.”

Liu Zhiyuan blinked her clear eyes and said seriously,

"Honey, you're a doctor. Do you think you'll vomit if you're pregnant? I vomited in the office today."

Song Ling remained silent, trying hard to collect knowledge about gynecology in his mind.

Normal morning sickness occurs after six weeks, and they have only been making the baby for a week.

Is she vomiting due to pregnancy?

Liu Zhiyuan pouted and waited for the man's reaction.

"Honey, did you say pregnancy can cause morning sickness?"

Song Ling, "Yes."

Liu Zhiyuan smiled.

"Hey, I still understand these basic common sense. Also, don't get me wrong, I'm not pregnant. I just told you that I vomited in the office today. Because..."

She paused playfully.

She giggled again when she heard the man's heavy breathing over there.

"I vomited today because Feng Linlin ate durian in the office during lunch break. The stench was so bad that I felt sick."

Two extra black lines flashed past Song Ling.

"Haha, honey, I called mainly to tell you that I don't like durian. Nothing else."

Liu Zhiyuan's expression at this moment was absolutely adorable.

Song Ling unconsciously recalled her playful appearance and couldn't help but raise his lips.

"Go home and buy durian tonight!"

"No! Husband, I know I was wrong, I will never tease you again.

"Liu Zhiyuan took the initiative to coax him, "Your little wife is really wrong. I will make your favorite fish for you tonight. Okay?"

Song Ling, "Okay, two kinds of fish."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Zhiyuan saw Pei Xiaoxiao standing in front of her.

She frowned slightly. Now her body had the same conditioned reflex and would take a detour when she saw Pei Xiaoxiao.

Who knew Pei Xiaoxiao was standing in front of her again, and she took a deep breath.

"Xiao Yuan, I have something to tell you. Can we find a place to sit down?"

Liu Zhiyuan subconsciously refused, "No, I don't think we need to communicate. Sorry, can I leave? I need to go home and cook for my husband."

Pei Xiaoxiao used to despise her in her heart and was very contemptuous of the happiness she showed.

Only now she was afraid.

No matter how unhappy she was, she had to endure it.

"Xiao Yuan, I really have something to tell you. I know we didn't get along well in the past, but it's all over. I want to get along with you again now. Even if we can't be good friends, can we just be ordinary friends?"

Liu Zhiyuan also sighed and shook her head.

"I'm sorry, after everything we've been through, I really don't think I can be friends with you anymore."

Pei Xiaoxiao was a little anxious. "Xiao Yuan, you weren't like this before. Where did your kindness go?"

Liu Zhiyuan saw that Pei Xiaoxiao looked unhappy, which made her guess that she must have had another quarrel with Duan Zichen and came here to vent.

So, she just wanted to stay away from her, her lips slightly curled.

"I'm sorry, I've given my kindness to others. What you've been doing is no longer worthy of my kindness."

Pei Xiaoxiao took a deep breath.

"Xiao Yuan, don't be like this. I really know I was wrong. I've thought about it for a long time and I really don't want to lose you as a friend."

"I don't make friends with mean people. Sorry."

Liu Zhiyuan completely refused. Her attitude towards love and friendship was very clear, and she could not accept even the slightest betrayal.

Pei Xiaoxiao had been groveling for so long, but Liu Zhiyuan didn't relax at all, and she was a little annoyed.

It's easy to get emotionally out of control during pregnancy.

She couldn't help but say, "You say I'm despicable? Isn't the man next to you despicable? How could he deal with my father? Why did he destroy my father's company?"

In the setting sun, Liu Zhiyuan's delicate white cheeks were filled with a hint of doubt, and there was a hint of confusion in her clear eyes.

"Deal with your father's company? Destroy your father's company?"

Pei Xiaoxiao clenched her teeth.

"Yeah, Song Ling is so mean, do you still like him?"

Liu Zhiyuan frowned. "Are you going crazy again? If your father's company is in trouble, then find a way to fix it. Why did you come to me?"

Pei Xiaoxiao sneered, "How could I have imagined this would happen? Because I once targeted you, Song Ling is seeking revenge, and now he wants to destroy our company and steal our orders."

Liu Zhiyuan frowned again.

"Forget it. I'm too lazy to argue with you. What problems your company has is not important to me.

Even if my uncle stole your company's orders, I think it's normal market competition. Competition in the business world is always cruel. You should find reasons to improve within your own company. This has nothing to do with being mean.

Pei Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and trembled with anger.

"Liu Zhiyuan, you've really changed. You two are birds of a feather. Don't you understand that I'm looking for you because things must be turned around?"

Liu Zhiyuan waved her hand impatiently.

"Go, go, go, this is so confusing. I don't understand what you are saying at all. I want to go home and cook. My husband will be unhappy if he can't eat the food I cook when he comes home."

Pei Xiaoxiao was pushed aside by her, and when she wanted to say something, she was speechless.

"Goodbye! I hope I never see you again! Doubtful man!"

Looking at her back, Pei Xiaoxiao rubbed her eyebrows tiredly.

Her father forced her to apologize and beg Liu Zhiyuan, but she didn't have a chance to speak.

Another week passed in a blink of an eye, and the situation of Pei's company became worse and worse, reaching a point of being in a desperate situation.

Lin Jinrong gritted her teeth and planned to go find Song Li.

Because Pei Xiaoxiao had sent people to follow Liu Zhiyuan before, and she had also been to Jiangcheng, it was easy to find Song Li's villa in Jiangcheng.

Song Li was just about to take a nap when she heard the doorbell ring.

Through the surveillance video at the door, when she saw Lin Jinrong standing in front of her, her face suddenly turned pale.

The servant who had been with her and taking care of her was waiting for her response and asked if she wanted to open the door.

Lin Jinrong pressed the doorbell stubbornly. After a long silence, Song Li stood up and opened the door.

After the wrought iron gate opened, Lin Jinrong looked at Song Li with a pale face.

Song Li took a deep breath, a little surprised, but her tone was not surprised.

"Why are you here?"

Lin Jinrong curled her lips, looking very strong. "What? You won't invite me in?"

Song Li was helpless and made an inviting gesture.

"Come in."

Lin Jinrong entered the room without any courtesy.

Behind her, Song Li followed her with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

After Lin Jinrong entered the house, Song Li asked her private servant to pour her a cup of tea.

"Tea, please."

Lin Jinrong took a sip from the teacup, savoring the aftertaste of the tea, and looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"Song Li, you don't seem as surprised to see me as I thought?"