Pei Yuchen packed the things and then looked at her again.
Song Yanzhi looked at him with a complex expression.
"I'll go out to buy groceries," he changed the subject.
Song Yanzhi snapped out of her daze, subconsciously tugged at him, and said, "Go pick up Xiaobao. You have to go to work. Tell him yourself."
Song Yanzhi knew that Xiaobao didn't dislike Pei Yuchen that much. The child was still young, and he knew perfectly well who treated him well and who didn't.
Pei Yuchen was kind to him, and he naturally remembered it.
This child has just been used to pretending since childhood and doesn't want people to see through him.
He treated the gifts Pei Yuchen gave him with great care.
If Pei Yuchen wasn't like the character in the novel who drove his own child to death for another woman's sake.
Song Yanzhi naturally didn't want the father and son to become enemies.
Everything she had experienced before was overturned after her rebirth.
What you see but haven't experienced yourself is even less likely to be true.
Song Yanzhi is not stupid, so she will not be misled by the development of the plot.
Pei Yuchen turned his head and looked at Song Yanzhi's hand, which was excessively slender and soft.
He paused for a second, then reached out and placed his hand on the back of hers, gently squeezing it as he said, "I know."
"Let me go see if there's anything else."
As Song Yanzhi's hand was held by his rough, large hand, she felt the back of her hand was a little hot. Meeting the man's deep gaze, she felt a little uncomfortable and pulled her hand away.
Pei Yuchen didn't have much stuff; after packing a small bag of luggage, his wardrobe was completely empty.
This room used to be an unused storeroom; it was completely empty.
There is only one small bed.
It has few items, so it looks empty, but it's neat and clean.
You can see the whole thing at a glance.
Song Yanzhi watched, feeling a mix of emotions he couldn't quite describe.
She felt she might have been a bit too demanding of this man; whenever he came back, he would bring things home and give her money.
I have never bought a single piece of clothing or shoes.
If it weren't for that novel, perhaps she wouldn't have felt any hatred towards this man.
She wouldn't hate him for her own poor health; although they were distant during the years they spent together, they treated each other with respect.
But the appearance of that novel blinded her to hatred.
At this moment, Song Yanzhi thought that even if those two children really were Pei Yuchen's, she wouldn't care anymore.
It was a peaceful divorce, and I got everything I wanted.
She didn't want to live her whole life in hatred and jealousy.
A moment later, Xiao Bao walked in with his schoolbag on his back and his head down.
Before Song Yanzhi could even speak, he saw him run into the room.
Seeing Pei Yuchen following behind, she understood.
His brows were furrowed, and although he looked somewhat helpless, he felt there was nothing he could do.
Not being good at comforting people, Pei Yuchen didn't know what to say when the child got angry.
Pei Jichuan followed behind, and of course he heard it. However, his feelings for Pei Yuchen were not like those for Xiaobao, after all, he was his biological father. Relatively speaking, he preferred Song Yanzhi.
Pei Yuchen was too cold; even just talking to him made Pei Jichuan feel very pressured.
Although Aunt Song neglected him, she never mistreated him in terms of food and lodging.
For some reason, this environment actually made him feel very at ease.
His sister's incident taught him that as long as he didn't go against Xiaobao, his life wouldn't be difficult.
However, looking at it this way, Xiao Bao is quite pitiful. His father finally came back, but left after only a short time.
Unlike him, who never had expectations because he didn't have a father.
Song Yanzhi asked Pei Yuchen, "What did you say to Xiaobao?"
Pei Yuchen paused for a second and said, "Just tell him I have to go to work and I might not be able to pick him up from school anymore."
Song Yanzhi's lips twitched.
"Didn't you tell him where you were going to school?"
Pei Yuchen was embarrassed by her words: "I haven't had time yet."
Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Bao shook off his hand and ran home with his head down.
It's obvious at a glance that she's angry.
"Never mind, I'll go talk to them." Song Yanzhi sighed and went into the room.
Xiao Bao was sitting on the bed, holding a model airplane in his hands. Upon hearing the sound, he immediately pulled the model behind him.
Presumably thinking it was Pei Yuchen, he immediately tilted his head.
Song Yanzhi found it amusing and called out to him, "Xiao Bao."
When Xiao Bao heard Song Yanzhi's voice, he was stunned for a moment. He turned around and saw that it was Song Yanzhi, and he felt even more aggrieved.
That bad dad didn't even try to comfort him.
He pouted, almost crying, "Mom."
Seeing his red eyes, Song Yanzhi felt a pang of heartache. She stepped forward, patted his little head, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you still angry with your father?"
Xiao Bao was silent for a while, then shook his head and nodded, asking, "Is he like before, not coming back for a very long time?"
He had just had a father, and Tiezhu envied his father for being tall and handsome.
His classmates all envied him.
No one dares to criticize me anymore.
But this kind of life didn't last long before Dad was leaving.
He will be without a father again.
From now on, Mom will be bullied by the bad grandma again, and I will never be able to ride a horse again.
Xiao Bao felt a pang of sadness.
"Of course not, your father just works in the next city, and he can come back every now and then when he has time."
Xiao Bao paused for a moment, then slowly relaxed. "Then why didn't he come back before?"
"Because your father used to live far away and couldn't come back, but things are different now."
"Don't be angry with your father. He can't do anything about it. He has to go to work and earn money to support his child."
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