Shen Shuhe's expression froze instantly, but Xiaoyu didn't even notice the corners of her mouth drooping, and continued talking to himself.
"Mummy Yinyin has worked so hard. She came to see me as soon as she returned home! She was really exhausted!"
"Mom, remember not to add chopped green onions to the seafood porridge. Yinyin's mommy doesn't like it~"
"Oh, and mommy Yinyin doesn't like the taste of seafood. You have to prepare the ingredients well so that the fishy smell won't bother her."
Xiaoyu said too many words in one breath and couldn't help coughing twice.
Song Qingyin, who was standing by, quickly calmed him down: "Don't be anxious, Xiaoyu, talk slowly."
"It's okay, Mommy Yinyin. I'm fine. Thank you for caring about me." Xiaoyu grabbed Song Qingyin's hand and said coquettishly.
Shen Shuhe looked at him expressionlessly, and turned around the next second.
After seeing this, Xiaoyu shouted from behind: "Mom, remember what I said~"
Hearing the voice, Shen Shuhe stopped and turned back, she met Xiaoyu's innocent eyes and "ordered" her as a matter of course.
...
...
When Song Qingyin, who was standing next to her, received her gaze, she nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Thank you for troubling Miss Shen. After all, Xiaoyu needs someone here, and I have to take care of him."
Shen Shuhe: “…”
She glanced at him and left the bedroom without saying a word.
Downstairs, Shen Shuhe was making seafood porridge in the kitchen according to the usual steps.
As for the requests Xiaoyu made, she pretended not to hear them.
It is her responsibility to take care of Xiaoyu. What does it have to do with her what Song Qingyin eats and drinks?
Half an hour later, Shen Shuhe finished preparing the seafood porridge and brought it up. Unexpectedly, when he opened the door, he found another figure in the room.
Pei Jingmo came back at some point and was now sitting on the bed with Song Qingyin.
Hearing the voice, Pei Jingmo turned around and saw Shen Shuhe holding a tray, and his brows unconsciously frowned.
"Xiaoyu has been hungry for two days, and you are still dawdling. Do you want to starve him on purpose?"
"I've never seen a mother like you!"
Shen Shuhe stood there, looking at Pei Jingmo coldly.
He walked over and stretched out his hand to take the tray, but when he saw there was only one bowl of porridge, he frowned at her again: "Why only one bowl? Didn't you say to make one for Qingyin as well?"
Seeing this, Song Qingyin quickly said, “It’s okay, Jing Mo, I guess Miss Shen is in a hurry, I’ll just go back and eat later.”
"Why is she in a hurry? I think she did it on purpose!" Pei Jingmo took the tray with an impatient tone, "Now make one for Qingyin, remember not to put onions..."
"Is there anything else?" Shen Shuhe interrupted and said directly: "If not, I will leave first."
"After all, Mr. Pei thinks that I am not a very good mother, so there is really no reason for me to stay any longer."
After saying this, regardless of Pei Jingmo's expression, Shen Shuhe simply took off her apron and left.
Anyway, the porridge is ready, and they will take good care of Xiaoyu.
Chen Shuhe left the mansion without looking back.
In the bedroom, Pei Jingmo looked at the half-open door with a gloomy look.
He just asked her to make some seafood porridge, but she got angry and gave him the cold shoulder!
Pei Jingmo carried the tray, snorted coldly, and sat back down beside the bed.
Song Qingyin's eyes flickered, and she sat next to him: "Jing Mo... let me feed Xiao Yu."
When Pei Jingmo heard Song Qingyin's voice, he paused for a rare moment, but he calmed down in a moment and silently put the porridge in her hands.
"Xiaoyu, come and have some porridge." Song Qingyin fed Xiaoyu carefully.
Maybe it was because of the familiar food and the person he liked being around, Xiaoyu drank most of the bowl, and his complexion looked much better after finishing it.
Song Qingyin wiped the corners of his mouth for him: "Our Xiaoyu is awesome, he will be well tomorrow!"
Xiaoyu nodded, and then looked at Pei Jingmo: "Dad, can I let Yinyin's mommy stay with me tonight?"
Hearing this, Song Qingyin also looked over.
Both of them were waiting for him to nod. Pei Jingmo looked at Xiaoyu's weak appearance, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he said, "Okay."
After getting a positive answer, Xiaoyu immediately smiled.
He then said, "Can you ask mom to make me seafood porridge tomorrow? I want to drink it!"
“This…” Pei Jingmo thought of Shen Shuhe’s attitude just now and was not sure whether he could call him back tomorrow.
But then she thought, she is Xiaoyu's biological mother, and if Xiaoyu wants to drink porridge, she must come back to make it for her son.
Thinking of this, Pei Jingmo nodded: "Okay."
Both wishes were fulfilled, Xiaoyu smiled even more happily and soon fell asleep.
…
Pei Jingmo and Song Qingyin carefully retreated to the master bedroom next door. Song Qingyin followed Pei Jingmo into the bathroom as if she was familiar with the place and looked for toiletries.
"Hey Jingmo, where are my toothbrush and cup?"
Pei Jingmo's room has always had her daily necessities, but today Song Qingyin didn't see them by the sink.
Pei Jingmo opened the door and came in after hearing her voice. He glanced at it and pointed at the cabinet below: "See if there is anything inside?"
Song Qingyin opened it upon hearing the sound and only then did she see her things.
She wondered, "Why is it placed down there?"
Pei Jingmo casually replied: "It must be the person cleaning who was careless."
After saying that, he turned and left the bathroom.
Song Qingyin held the toothbrush and cup in her hands, looking at his back in silence for a long time.
After washing up, Song Qingyin didn't see Pei Jingmo. After looking around, she opened the door and went to the study.
Sure enough, Pei Jingmo was found there.
"Jing Mo, why aren't you resting yet so late?" Song Qingyin walked over and asked worriedly, "Is there an emergency at the company?"
"You go to sleep first, I'll deal with a document." Pei Jingmo said lightly, holding a cigarette between his fingertips.
Song Qingyin finally realized that the man was in a bad mood.
She felt that Pei Jingmo was weird on the phone a few days ago. Now that he was in front of her, she could tell at a glance that the passion in Pei Jingmo's eyes for her was much less.
Alarm bells rang in her heart. Song Qingyin swallowed and walked over slowly: "Jing Mo, are you in a bad mood..."
"Well enough."
"Then why are you so cold and indifferent to me?"
Hearing Song Qingyin's direct question, Pei Jingmo flicked the ash off his cigarette and raised his eyes to look at her.
Song Qingyin looked at him, with a bit of grievance and uneasiness in her eyes.
It was just like when she came back from the accident three years ago.
Pei Jingmo paused, his heart seemed to be stung, and he felt numb and tingling.
After a moment, he closed his eyes and adjusted his mood.
The investigation has not yet come to a conclusion, and those things are just his guesses after all.
It's just the same name, what on earth is he thinking?
Song Qingyin is the eldest daughter of the Song family in Haicheng. How could she be related to Li Qingyin from Lijia Village?
Pei Jingmo let out a breath secretly, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes returned to their usual gentleness towards Song Qingyin.
"I'm sorry I ruined your mood."
Song Qingyin saw that his eyes were full of her again. Although she didn't know what the man was thinking in those few seconds, she was glad that he could look at her seriously.
So she reached out and grabbed his palm: "You don't have to apologize to me, Jing Mo."
"I just want you to remember that we are one and the same. We must always trust and understand each other, so that our days can last long!"
Pei Jingmo held her hand back: "Okay, I will!"
Seeing that he had completely let down his guard against her, Song Qingyin curled her lips and sat beside him to watch him process documents.
After a while, Song Qingyin's hesitant voice suddenly rang out in the quiet study: "Jing Mo, I seem to have discovered Miss Shen's secret..."
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