Bai Xiujin took off his clothes and draped them over her. The indoor temperature was fairly comfortable, but the corner was right next to the air vent, and the woman in front of him shivered involuntarily.
Qiao Yiming was still immersed in what he had just said: to pursue himself again, and didn't even realize that he should take off his coat.
He muttered to himself, "You're drunk...you're talking nonsense," and then quickly turned away from him...
He was still muttering to himself, "I think I drank too much... I'll never drink again..."
Still wearing the man's coat, and not wanting to go back to the banquet, she went down to the underground parking lot in a daze and sent a message to Qiao Yiyang, saying that she was waiting for him in the car.
He sat motionless in the car, not reacting until Qiao Yiyang returned to the car.
Qiao Yiyang instructed the driver to start the car and gently nudged the person next to her who was still in a daze.
"Hey bro, when did you get up here...?"
"What are you thinking about? You seem so lost in thought." As she spoke, her eyes caught sight of the men's suit jacket still draped over her shoulders.
He knew whose clothes they were, of course, because he had just seen the two of them leave together.
Qiao Yiming finally realized what was happening, took the clothes off his body, and threw them onto the last seat in the back row.
She looked at Qiao Yiyang and said, "Brother, do you think Bai Xiujin has gone mad? He actually said he wants to pursue me again... I don't think this banquet is very classy. They even served fake alcohol and got everyone drunk like this?"
Hearing her complain, Qiao Yiyang fell silent, not expecting that the two of them went out to talk about this.
He still remembers how his younger sister used to fawn over someone a few years ago, and even though both families tried their best to bring them together, they still broke up in the end.
It's quite baffling that Bai Xiujin is now saying he wants to pursue his younger sister instead.
"What's so surprising about this? Haven't you always said that Qiao Tianhou's charm is enough to steal everyone's attention? Now that he's pursuing you, what do you think?"
"..." Knowing that Qiao Yiyang was teasing him on purpose, Qiao Yiming pouted, "That's how it is... I don't understand it either, it's just that the roles are reversed, so it feels very strange. Do you think a man can fall in love with a woman just because he's lying in the same bed with her?"
"..." Qiao Yiyang was speechless, choked by her unrestrained words.
I thought of the drunk woman who had been lying in my room just two days ago.
He didn't say anything.
Qiao Yiming looked at his older brother's strange expression and felt that saying it that way might not be quite right...
He simply waved his hand and said, "Brother? What are you spacing out for? I'm asking you a question."
Qiao Yiyang calmly replied, "Of course not. If he were that kind of person, I would definitely go to his door and teach him a lesson..."
"Hmm, that's true... Never mind, I don't want to think about it anymore. Men's minds are strange too." Leaning lazily back in her chair, she suddenly remembered something.
"By the way, brother, I was thinking that after the popularity contest for both the male and female celebrities in the second half of the year is over, I'll go abroad to take a break for a while. Anna has been studying with the business team sisters recently. I see that she has to follow me around every day, go to business negotiations, and take care of the aunt. She must be quite tired. I think she should take a break too."
He glanced at his younger sister beside him, surprised that she had thought so much.
I suddenly remembered what Anna said to me yesterday morning: If I stay in the same place, I will be eliminated.
He seemed to understand something.
Anna and I were in the same school and department, but after graduation she switched careers to become an agent. Although it was somewhat related to management, it was still a bit of a pity.
Moreover, in order to allow Qiao Yiming to develop better, she doesn't have any other artists under her. If her sister really retires from the entertainment industry in the future, it will be extremely difficult for her to bring up a new talent.
This instability is the biggest source of pressure for her.
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When Fu Siming's car stopped in front of the Fu family's house, Fu Xunzhi, who was sitting between the two, looked a little sullen. He looked up at Song Xingyao and asked cautiously, "Mom? Aren't you coming home with us today?"
Not wanting to spoil his mood, Song Xingyao looked at him and said, "Grandpa hasn't been feeling well lately, so Mom will be here with him. Xunzhi, would you like to come with me tonight to keep Grandpa company? Mom will take you to school tomorrow morning?"
He thought about it seriously for a moment, then looked back at the silent Fu Siming, unsure whether to nod or shake his head.
For the first time, he felt like he was facing the difficult question of "whether to love his father or his mother more."
“Can’t we bring Grandpa home too? The house is so big, with so many rooms. I can help Grandma Qi prepare the biggest room for Grandpa.”
Song Xingyao quickly noticed his dilemma, but she really didn't want to involve the child in adult matters.
At this moment, Fu Siming spoke up, "Xunzhi, you'll be spending today with your mother and grandfather. Your father has to go back to the company later, and will pick you up tomorrow."
Hearing that he had made the decision for him, Fu Xunzhi stopped hesitating and got out of the car.
Song Xingyao saw his fingers flying across his phone replying to messages; perhaps he really did have something important to do.
Just as I was about to close the door, he grabbed my hand.
“Song Xingyao…you must remember what I told you…” His eyes were filled with an unyielding look.
Song Xingyao didn't look at him directly, but nodded.
I closed the door and watched the car drive away.
At night, the mother and son lay in the same bed. The little one was excited in the unfamiliar environment and refused to sleep.
Song Xingyao could only listen to him rambling on about recent events at school, all of them trivial matters.
Xiao Mei, who liked to give herself chocolates, and the new teacher.
Say whatever comes to mind.
In the end, they still couldn't get around Fu Siming.
The little one in my arms said weakly, "Daddy doesn't seem to smile much lately. Grandpa Xu picks me up from school every day. Daddy is so busy, I can hardly ever see him."
Even without the lights on, you can tell what the little guy's expression is like.
Song Xingyao felt her fingers being held in his palm. "Mom, did Dad make you angry?"
His intuition told him that this was the case, because when children at school are angry, the most common thing they do is ignore the other person.
My mother is the same way.
“Hmm…” Song Xingyao patted his back gently, “Actually, Mom and Dad are just learning how to become better adults, so we need to be apart for a while. Once we’ve both learned, we’ll be together again.”
"How long will that take?"
Song Xingyao couldn't answer this question, but she still thought to herself: "Then we'll have to see when your father learns to speak, when he stops being so stubborn, and when he can see the people around him."
But what she actually said was, "Soon... Mom and Dad are so smart, they'll definitely learn it quickly..."
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