The other side.
After the banquet.
The more Butler Lu thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He had only paused for a moment before chasing after him, and indeed he hadn't seen anything, but he couldn't have heard it wrong either.
Think of this.
After returning to his room, Butler Lu took out his phone and sent a message: [Check who else left the party tonight besides me.]
After sending the message, Butler Lu turned off the phone and placed it on the bedside.
Then he slowly took off his glasses, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up and rest.
When Butler Lu came out of the bathroom, the screen of his mobile phone placed on the bedside lit up, and Butler Lu picked up the phone.
A text message suddenly appeared on the phone interface, with only three simple words: [Su Wanyu.]
…
Although Su Wanyu felt that something was not right with Butler Lu, she did not have much contact with him after all. She already had a lot to do every day: studies, HY, husband, and now there was another Y_u0026Y. Every day only got busier, and there was no busiest.
So Butler Lu was soon forgotten by Su Wanyu.
Recently, Fu Xingchen has been in charge of HY, and only Su Wanyu will review the design drafts one by one, but mostly in the evening.
After class, she went to the studio and stayed there until Song Jihuai came to pick her up after get off work.
Every day, the receptionist at the studio would enthusiastically call out to Su Wanyu inside, "Boss Su, your special car is here!"
Su Wanyu would run out directly and throw herself into Song Jihuai's arms.
"Husband."
Su Wanyu raised her eyes and looked at the husband in front of her with a smile on her face.
Song Jihuai picked up the person and walked towards the car.
"Are you tired today?"
He saw fatigue on the little girl's face.
Su Wanyu hummed and leaned against Song Jihuai's chest. "The professor assigned homework today, and there's also the mid-year sale, so there's a lot to do."
Song Jihuai felt distressed when he heard this.
He held the little girl in his arms and whispered, "If you're busy, delegate things to others. Don't do everything yourself. Study is more important, be good."
As for the studio...
He respects the little girl, but on the condition that she doesn't tire his baby.
"I know."
Su Wanyu smiled and said, "If I can't hold on any longer, I'll have to make a choice."
She just wanted to act coquettishly with her husband.
Song Jihuai understood what he had heard and raised his hand to pinch the little girl's shoulder. "Will this be better?"
Su Wanyu felt that her husband was really sensible. She narrowed her eyes comfortably and gave him instructions without any hesitation, "Well, a little heavier, too heavy, and too light, a little higher..."
The driver in the front was sweating profusely as he heard this. Only the young lady would dare to speak to the young master like that. If it were anyone else, they would have been... dead.
Dead.
Song Jihuai was patient and tried his best to let the little girl relax as much as possible.
At this moment, he even had an idea in his mind: should he find a masseur to learn some massage techniques?
Just when Su Wanyu was drowsy, the car finally arrived at the Song family.
Song Jihuai looked at the little girl leaning on him, looking drowsy, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. He gently leaned over, picked up Su Wanyu and walked towards home.
Su Wanyu rubbed against his arms, "Husband..."
"Get some sleep."
Song Jihuai said directly.
Su Wanyu actually fell asleep in Song Jihuai's broad and warm arms.
Because Su Wanyu fell asleep, dinner time was postponed.
Just as Su Wanyu finally woke up and was wiped by Song Jihuai, Song Minyuan rushed in from outside. Seeing the table being set for dinner, he walked over and sat down. "Oh, you haven't eaten yet? Waiting for me."
He said to the servant very rudely: "Give me a set of bowls and chopsticks."
The servant naturally did not dare to disobey this small request and immediately went to prepare it for Song Minyuan.
Su Wanyu was still a little confused, but she suddenly woke up when she saw Song Minyuan, "Why are you here?"
Song Minyuan: "..."
Is he being disliked?
But the question was only a fleeting thought. He sighed softly, "I originally wanted to go to Grandpa's place to eat for free today."
Su Wanyu: “…”
Did you get here?
Song Minyuan continued: "But I saw Butler Lu was here too, so I left. I think you guys were waiting for me to eat together, right? We are in sync..."
Song Minyuan couldn't utter the last word as he was glared back at by Song Jihuai.
We had dinner late today because the little girl fell asleep. Could it be that Song Min-yeon still wanted to have a telepathic connection with his little girl?
Don't even think about it.
Song Min-yeon buried his head in eating.
Su Wanyu looked at Song Minyuan deeply, and her drooping eyes flickered.
Song Minyuan ran away when he saw Butler Lu?
However, this thought was only in Su Wanyu's mind. She glanced at Song Jihuai on the side and silently suppressed this question.
The last time she mentioned it, her husband changed the subject.
After dinner.
Song Minyuan leaned directly on the sofa, "Housekeeper, clean up, I'll stay here tonight."
"no!"
Song Jihuai vetoed it.
The butler also stood still.
Song Minyuan looked at Song Jihuai with resentment, "Really? Your house is so big, can you fit it all in? Can't you even stay for one night?"
It’s not that he doesn’t have a house, but he doesn’t know if it’s because he’s old, but he feels that a house where he lives alone is cold and lonely.
Although Song Min-yeon's house is also big, it somehow makes people feel warm.
It's really weird.
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