In the study, Pei Jingmo looked at the photo alone for a long time.
Liang Song's words kept echoing in his mind. Pei Jingmo lowered his head again, his eyes fixed on the red birthmark on the girl's face and the dimples on her cheeks. After a few seconds, he turned off the screen.
At the same time, he let out a breath without leaving a trace.
How could Li Qingyin, who is unpopular in Lijia Village, be Song Qingyin, the daughter of the Song family?
It was just a coincidence of names, but he wasted so much energy on it.
Pei Jingmo rubbed his brows, and the last trace of grudge in his heart completely dissipated.
He shouldn't have doubted Qingyin.
After figuring it out, he opened the official website of a mobile phone brand and chose a gift for Song Qingyin.
At this moment, outside the door, Song Qingyin was paying close attention to the movements inside.
It was not until Pei Jingmo finished his last sentence that she straightened up, curled her lips, glanced at him meaningfully, and left quietly.
...
...
On the balcony of the guest room, Song Qingyin took out her cell phone and made a call.
The call was picked up immediately.
"Qingyin."
Hearing the voice, Song Qing replied: "Well done."
The tone was light and cheerful, sweeping away the irritability and panic of the past few days.
Song Qingyin looked at the few broken stars in the sky with a smile on her face.
Han Wei replied sternly: "As long as you are happy."
"I made a fake photo. I'm sure Pei Jingmo won't doubt you anymore."
"Yeah, very well done." Song Qingyin was in a good mood and was willing to give him a good look.
"Do you have enough money? I'll transfer some more to you."
"No, just spend it."
"Hehe, just take it if I give it to you, and buy some nice clothes and nice things." Song Qingyin didn't like his honest and non-competitive look, and she got angry just by listening to it.
"Anyway, keep an eye on Chen Shuhe and Pei Jingmo for me." Song Qingyin looked at the street lights that were moving away, her eyes full of gloom. "Especially Jingmo, I don't want him to know things he shouldn't know. Only if he believes that I am Song Qingyin, can we have this endless wealth."
"Han Wei, I believe you don't want to live a life where everyone is calling you a traitor, so you have to help me, so that we can live a better life!"
Song Qingyin's tone was gentle and charming, revealing deep desire.
Han Wei was silent for a moment and then said, "Qingyin, don't worry, I will help you."
Because you are all I have.
Han Wei said the last sentence silently in his heart.
Hearing this, Song Qingyin laughed: "Very good, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I will find a chance to meet you."
Han Wei's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his usually silent tone also fluctuated: "Okay, then I'll wait for you."
After saying that, Song Qingyin was the first to hang up.
She glanced at the call log with disdain.
Just then, a voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Who are you going to meet?"
Song Qingyin's eyebrows jumped and she suddenly turned around.
Pei Jingmo walked towards her with one hand in his pocket, his expression gentle, "Hmm?"
Seeing that she didn't say anything, the man walked over and put his arm around her waist.
The touch on her waist immediately brought Song Qingyin back to her senses. She suppressed her fear and said with a smile, "No one, just a classmate I haven't seen for a long time."
"Are you done with your work?" She changed the subject subtly.
"We're done." Pei Jingmo put his arm around her waist, and the two of them leaned on the railing and looked up at the sky. "Are you hungry? I'll go eat something with you."
Song Qingyin shook her head: "I can't eat it... I have to join the group in two days."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes...Sister Geng is already in contact. If nothing goes wrong, it will be the middle of next month." Song Qingyin replied.
Pei Jingmo calculated the days and found that there was still less than a month left.
"Then I'll spend more time with you recently."
Song Qingyin hugged him, "Okay!"
"Jing Mo, do you think I will have a baby..." Song Qingyin held the man's hand, and with their palms covering her lower abdomen, she asked softly.
It has been almost a week since that night.
Feeling the warmth in his palm, Pei Jingmo paused slightly. He lowered his eyes to hide the complexity in his eyes.
"Relax, it will come when it's time."
Not hearing his affirmative response, Song Qingyin's eyes dimmed, and a dark light flashed quickly in her eyes.
Pei Jingmo didn't notice and continued, "You are just starting your career now. I heard that it is not convenient for actors to get pregnant, as it will affect their careers. Children... don't rush, we will take it slowly."
"That's something those little actors should worry about. I have you. Will you let me lose my job?" Song Qingyin turned around and put her arms around the man's neck. Before he could reply, she continued, "Don't you want me to have a baby now?"
"Jing Mo, do you still have concerns?" the woman said, her tone tinged with loneliness.
Pei Jingmo suddenly softened his heart because he had misunderstood Li Qingyin and felt guilty about it. How could he make her sad again now?
The man immediately hugged her back and changed his attitude without any bottom line: "I'm really worried about your work, and I'm afraid you won't be able to handle the pregnancy."
"But if you want to have a baby, then we can have it. Anyway, I'm here so your work won't be affected."
"Really?" After hearing the man's words, Song Qingyin's expression returned to life.
Pei Jingmo nodded: "Of course."
"Jingmo, you are so nice!" Song Qingyin smiled and kissed him.
Pei Jingmo was silent for a moment, then hugged her and responded.
Under the bright moonlight, a corner of the balcony is as warm as spring. Under the warm light, two figures are closely pressed together and kissing passionately.
…
The next day, Shen Shuhe was awakened by a ringing phone.
She half-closed her eyes and reached for the phone to answer the call: "Hello."
"Mom, you are going too far! How can you spend my money!"
Hearing the voice, Shen Shuhe took the phone away and looked at the notes.
It’s Xiaoyu.
Combined with his words, Shen Shuhe had guessed that he should have gotten the bank card.
After being woken up, she was no longer sleepy, so she sat up, rubbed her hair and replied slowly: "You buy things, of course you spend your money."
"You are my mother, what's wrong with you spending money on me!"
“Yes, I can spend money on you, but this money should be spent on you.” Shen Shuhe yawned and asked back indifferently: “Were those things yesterday used on you?”
There was nothing he could use, including baby products, suits, and windbreakers.
Hearing this, Xiaoyu was speechless for a moment: "I, I..."
But he stuttered for a long time and couldn't say anything, and finally said something unreasonable and arrogant: "Anyway, you have to spend money on me!"
"Give me back my money!"
Shen Shuhe: “…”
She turned her head and looked out the window. There was almost no sunshine and the weather was getting colder.
She got out of bed in her slippers and casually opened the curtains, saying, "The money is in those stores. If you want it, just take the items and go and return them."
“Oh, that suit is not refundable,” she warned in a friendly manner.
After that, Shen Shuhe stopped wasting words with him and hung up the phone.
Wen Yu opened the door and looked over. "Who called you so early in the morning?"
Shen Shuhe sat down and poured water, "Xiaoyu."
Wen Yu: “…”
This little devil is really a worry.
"Never mind him, are we going to sign a contract today?" Shen Shuhe said.
Wen Yu nodded: "Yes, there is an endorsement."
"Pack up and go to the company."
"good."
The two men no longer spoke about the Pei family's affairs, but instead devoted themselves to their own battlefields.
On the other side, the mansion.
Xiaoyu threw his phone away angrily, "Mom is so annoying!"
Just at this time, Song Qingyin and Pei Jingmo came down hand in hand. Seeing Xiaoyu sitting alone on the sofa and feeling angry, Pei Jingmo walked over and asked, "Why are you unhappy so early in the morning? Who made you unhappy?"
Xiaoyu said angrily, "Of course it's mom! Dad, do you know how much Mom has gone too far? She even secretly used my card to make purchases yesterday!"
"That's the pocket money that Dad, Grandma, and Aunt gave me. Why should Mom use it?"
Xiaoyu's face darkened, "Dad, I think Mom is too embarrassing, can I stop calling her Mom from now on?"
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