At Nanlin Airport, Shen Shuhe’s face was full of smiles and his steps were light.
Today is her son's fifth birthday. She worked overtime for half a month and rushed back after finishing two projects.
More than an hour later, Shen Shuhe arrived at West Coast Mansion.
It took a while to get her in because the new security guard didn't recognize her.
Since she was transferred to Jiugang three years ago to be in charge of branch business, she has indeed rarely come back.
Finally, the security captain came out and opened the door for her.
Carrying the luggage into the house, it was quiet, and Shen Shuhe looked around for a few times.
After a while, Aunt Li, who heard the noise, came out and said in surprise, "Madam, you're back!"
"Why don't you call me so I can send someone to pick you up."
Aunt Li took her luggage and spoke kindly.
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Hearing this, a trace of loneliness flashed across Shen Shuhe's eyes.
In fact, she called Pei Jingmo as soon as she got off the plane, but he said he had something to tell her via email, so she had to take a taxi back.
"It's okay, Aunt Li, don't bother."
Shen Shuhe glanced upstairs and asked, "Where are Jing Mo and Xiao Yu?"
As she spoke, she squatted down and opened the suitcase, smiling, "I hurried as fast as I could, and luckily I got back on Xiaoyu's birthday."
"I heard him mention it on a video call last week. He said he liked this Eggman doll, so I bought him a set."
Shen Shuhe carefully held the doll in his arms.
Aunt Li said, "The master has gone to the company. The young master is upstairs. He should have just woken up."
"Okay, I'll go up then."
Looking at Shen Shuhe's cheerful back, Aunt Li hesitated to speak.
If I remember correctly, Miss Song gave the young master a set of dolls half a month ago. The young master loves them so much that he holds them before falling asleep every day.
Aunt Li thought about the current situation, shook her head and sighed.
Second floor.
After Shen Shuhe knocked on the door and got a response, he pushed the door open and went in.
Just as Aunt Li said, Pei Qiongyu had already gotten up and was now sitting at his small desk, with his head down, fiddling with something.
"Xiao Yu." Shen Shuhe called out happily.
The last time I saw Xiaoyu was two months ago, but the two of them video chat almost every day. When Shen Shuhe saw his son, he couldn't help but want to get close to him, so he walked over and hugged him in his arms.
Pei Qiongyu looked up in surprise when she heard the voice. After confirming that it was Shen Shuhe who came back, a smile slowly appeared in her clear eyes, "Mom, you're back!"
Shen Shuhe hugged him tightly, "What are you doing?"
“I’m painting!”
Hearing this, Shen Shuhe lowered her head and said in surprise: "It turns out that Xiaoyu is drawing. Can mommy see it?"
"Of course!" Pei Qiongyu showed the painting.
Pei Qiongyu has been arranged with various interest courses since childhood. Although he is only five years old, his painting style is cute and the lines are smooth.
"So beautiful! This is Xiaoyu, right? The one in the middle is his dad, and the one on the right is..." Shen Shuhe's gaze moved over little by little, and suddenly stopped.
"Mom, don't you recognize her? It's Yinyin's mommy!" Pei Qiongyu thought Shen Shuhe didn't see it, so he shouted crisply.
For a moment, Shen Shuhe felt mixed emotions.
She knew that Xiaoyu had always liked Song Qingyin, but she didn't expect that he had reached the point of calling her mommy.
"Mom, what do you think of my drawing? Is it very similar?"
"This is the homework assigned by the teacher. Draw the family you love. Excellent works can be exhibited in the whole school. Do you think I can win a little red flower for the school exhibition?"
Shen Shuhe could no longer hear what Pei Qiongyu said.
At this moment, all I can think of are the words “loving family”.
Shen Shuhe's mouth was full of bitterness, "Xiaoyu, since it's a family theme, why doesn't Xiaoyu draw his mother..."
"Sorry, Mom, I forgot." Pei Qiongyu muttered, "But, Yinyin's mommy is also a mommy, and we are also a family."
"Dad said it's okay to draw her! And Yinyin's mommy is prettier than you, so you'll definitely win a prize if you draw her!"
Shen Shuhe was stunned. Seeing Xiaoyu enthusiastically describing Song Qingyin's skirt, she stood up and blinked her wet eyes, "I'll go heat up some milk for Xiaoyu..."
Seeing the door closed, Pei Qiongyu put down his pen and saw the set of toys on the table.
After opening it, he found that it was his favorite game peripherals.
Pei Qiongyu picked one up, took a look at it, and finally put it aside with disinterest.
He looked at the other set neatly placed on the bedside.
It was given to him by Yinyin’s mommy a few weeks ago. She specially chose his favorite character. Not only that, it’s out of print!
And this one from my mom...
It's so common that you can see it everywhere on the street.
Pei Qiongyu curled his lips and threw it aside carelessly.
The next second, he remembered something more important!
So he quickly picked up his cell phone and made a call.
He said anxiously: "Dad, Mom is back! What if she wants to follow us at noon..."
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After going downstairs, Shen Shuhe asked Aunt Li to bring Xiaoyu a glass of milk.
He took out his cell phone.
She took a few deep breaths. Xiaoyu's words were just childish talk. After all, they were mother and son, and the blood bond could not be severed.
Today is also his birthday, she can't be emotional.
So I called Pei Jingmo, and the call was connected just when I was about to hang up.
Knowing that he didn't like to listen to nonsense, Shen Shuhe got straight to the point: "Jing Mo, today is Xiaoyu's birthday, let me find a place to celebrate his birthday at noon."
"Sorry, I'll give the phone to Jing Mo." The sudden female voice made Shen Shuhe stunned.
It’s Song Qingyin.
That’s right, after she went to Jiugang, Song Qingyin took over her position as secretary.
Pei Jingmo's voice soon came: "I have my own arrangements, you don't have to worry about it."
Distant and indifferent, he hung up the phone after saying that.
It's the same again, two people usually talk on the phone for no more than three sentences.
He never heard her out, either.
Pei Jingmo gave his patience to Xiaoyu and Song Qingyin, but not to her.
Before, she always comforted herself that it was okay, Pei Jingmo would always accept her over time. After all, she was the one who fell in love first, and she was willing to wait for Pei Jingmo to look at her.
Therefore, she habitually tried to please him and serve him.
But five years have passed, and Pei Jingmo still has no feelings for her, and is even colder.
Shen Shuhe suddenly thought of a sentence: If you don’t love, you don’t love.
So, should she continue to persevere?
Chen Shuhe stared at a certain place with a dull and calm expression, and turned off his phone...
She didn't bother Pei Qiongyu for the whole morning.
It was already eleven o'clock in the afternoon when Shen Shuhe finished taking a shower and changing clothes.
But I haven't received Pei Jingmo's call yet.
At this moment, Pei Qiongyu ran downstairs and threw herself into her arms, "Mom, can I trouble you for something?"
As for his son, as long as the request was not excessive, Shen Shuhe would almost always agree to it.
"Of course, what do you want, baby?"
"I like LuckBake's cakes the best, but my dad forgot to order it. Can you buy it for me?"
So that's it. Shen Shuhe smiled and said, "Of course, then mom will take you there now and meet up with dad later."
"No!"
"Hmm? Any other questions?"
Pei Qiongyu looked at her and said, "Mom, you go buy it first. Dad is not done yet. I will ask the driver to take me to find Dad, and then you can come and meet us."
After listening to Shen Shuhe, he felt that there was no problem, so he nodded, took his bag and drove to the cake shop first.
Seeing Shen Shuhe leave, Pei Qiongyu snorted disdainfully: "Mom, don't think about disturbing my dinner with Dad and Yinyin's mom! We are a loving family, you shouldn't come back to disturb us!"
After sticking out his tongue, Xiaoyu took out his phone again, "Dad! I've asked Mom to buy a cake! When will Yinyin's mommy come to pick me up?"
Two hours later.
Shen Shuhe parked the car on the side of the road. She rubbed the redness and swelling on her forehead, frowning.
Aunt Li said Xiaoyu went out an hour ago, but why didn’t Pei Jingmo call her?
Shen Shuhe took out her cell phone and was about to call Pei Jingmo after thinking for a few seconds, but the moment she looked up, she saw two familiar figures...
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