I Share the Spring Light with Jianjia

Three years ago, Meng Xihan and I had a love that everyone envied.

But in the end, all I received was a message from her: "Let's break up. I hate people who are disloyal in a relation...

Chapter 38

Chapter 38

Song Bojian didn't answer her, but stood up with a cold attitude: "As long as nothing happens, it's ok. I've confirmed it. I'm leaving first."

"Bo Jian." Meng Xihan stopped him and said, "Did you come to the law firm just to confirm this?"

"Not on purpose, just stopped by on the way."

When facing Meng Xihan, Song Bojian habitually says one thing and means another.

Hearing this, the light in Meng Xihan's eyes dimmed a bit, but soon forced itself to light up again: "Are you free tonight? Let's have dinner together. It's been a while since we sat together and had a good meal."

If Meng Xihan hadn't said it, Song Bojian would have almost forgotten it.

After he and Meng Xihan broke up, they never had dinner together again.

"Sorry, I just returned home and there are a lot of things I need to sort out and check at home. I'm afraid I don't have the time."

Meng Xihan nodded quickly: "It's okay, let's wait for next time."

Song Bojian and Meng Xihan walked to the door of the law firm together, and Song Bojian said, "Just send it here."

Without waiting for Meng Xihan to speak, Song Bojian walked quickly towards the car.

Just a moment after getting on the car, it started driving away.

Meng Xihan stood there for a long time before returning to the law firm.

Song Bojian returned to his home in Shanghai. Qin Yutai had been asking people to come and clean the house so that he could move in as soon as he got back.

He hadn't rested since getting off the plane, and now as soon as he sat on the sofa, he was so tired that he couldn't even turn over.

The fatigue caused by the long flight came on slowly, and Song Bojian fell asleep soon.

When he woke up again, it was already late at night.

He was so hungry that he struggled to get up from the sofa and went to the refrigerator to find something to eat.

The refrigerator was full of frozen food, so he took out a bag and went to boil a pot of water.

After he finished his meal, he called his daughter who was far away in New York.

"Isn't it late over there? Why aren't you sleeping?"

Xiao Chengzi checked the time in China and started to worry about Song Bojian first.

Song Bojian was so warmed that he smiled widely. "I just got over the jet lag. How are you? Did you listen to your grandparents?"

"Grandma said I'm very good." Little Orange answered obediently, and suddenly called him, "Dad."

"What's wrong?"

"Grandma said that you are going back to China to help me look after the school. I want to go back to China to attend elementary school, right?"

As he spoke, he looked to the side, and Song Bojian quickly realized that his mother had asked him to ask this question.

Song Bojian didn't get angry right away. Instead, he asked Xiao Chengzi, "What about you? Where would you rather go to school?"

Xiao Chengzi thought for a long time with a bitter face, "I don't know, but should I also go back to China to check out the school?"

"Yes, I want to see it." Song Bojian said tenderly, and asked Xiao Chengzi to give the phone to Song's mother.

After making sure Xiao Chengzi was far away, he complained: "What did you say in front of Xiao Chengzi? You promised me not to talk nonsense in front of him."

Mother Song looked embarrassed and defended herself: "I was just joking."

Song Bojian said with a straight face: "It's not okay to joke. He's still young, how can he tell whether it's a joke or not."

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, okay."

Song's mother is like this every time, she apologizes but not sincerely, but Song Bojian can't continue to make trouble.

"Forget it, I'll go to New York in a few days to pick up Little Orange."

Mother Song was stunned for a moment: "Have you... thought it through?"

"Yes, I plan to live in the country in the future."

Song Bojian also thought about it for a long time. He had decided to go to New York to relax, and now it’s time to end it.

"You and Xiao Meng..."

Song's mother tried to test him, but was interrupted by Song Bojian.

"It has nothing to do with her. It's my own decision."

Song Bojian sighed inaudibly: "As for the rest, we'll talk about it later."