When Song Xingyao woke up the next day, it was already quite late. She had clearly set an alarm, so why wasn't it ringing?
She also arranged to meet the venue provider today to see the venue. Although Mr. Wu is very famous, the exhibitions and auctions are by invitation only, so the scale is not large. Therefore, Song Xingyao basically does everything herself.
This was also the reason why Fu Siming was worried at first, not to mention that she was very demanding of herself, plus the hardships of pregnancy.
Anyone who knew would condemn it, that the prestigious Fu family should allow their pregnant wife to work so hard outside.
Which lady or daughter of a wealthy family isn't destined for a life of luxury? Song Xingyao knew that the Fu family wouldn't say anything about this, but what had happened before made it difficult for her to rely on others, even her lover.
To love someone, not to be blind—this should have been her motto.
But that promise was already broken when she agreed to stay by his side as a substitute, though she was unaware of it, caught between infatuation and clarity, locked in a struggle.
Fu Siming woke up early in the morning. Remembering that the two of them hadn't slept for long yesterday, he turned off the phone the moment Song Xingyao's ringtone sounded.
Seeing that the woman on the bed didn't even move, he reluctantly left, packed up, and went to the company.
This resulted in Song Xingyao being woken up by Qi Ma at ten o'clock in the morning.
The young master specifically instructed that if Madam did not wake up, she must be woken up at ten o'clock to eat something.
When Aunt Qi came in, her kind eyes held a teasing tone. Song Xingyao, who was still not fully awake, felt a little embarrassed by her gaze and lowered her head to reply that she would be right downstairs.
When they went downstairs, they found that the meal on the table was not the usual simple meal. Qi's mother had moved the lunch standard to the morning and implemented it. The meal consisted of four dishes and a soup.
...
It's obvious who did this. Qi's mother was one of the first to suspect Song Xingyao was pregnant, but it wasn't this exaggerated before...
"Aunt Qi, you don't need to prepare such a lavish breakfast in the future... This is way too much..."
“But this is what the young master ordered. Young mistress, have you already told the young master about your pregnancy?” Aunt Qi looked at her expectantly.
Qi Ma has been taking care of the Fu family for a long time and watched Fu Siming grow up. Now that she heard he has a happy occasion, Qi Ma is also happy. He has already achieved success in his career, and if he can also have a happy family, his wife will definitely be very happy too.
"I need to find some time to go for another medical check-up. Aunt Qi, don't tell the old house about this yet. I'll go back to the old house after the test results come out."
Qi Ma, being from the older generation, didn't understand Song Xingyao's thoughts, but she also knew that it was unwise to speculate on the host's intentions, so she agreed.
Looking at the time, Song Xingyao instructed Lao Xu to take her to Lao Wu's studio, even though she had already told Lao Wu after waking up.
Considering that she had taken leave to go to the hospital the day before, Mr. Wu not only did not blame her, but told her to rest well and not to rush back.
When she arrived, Old Wu was just getting up to see someone off in the office. Bai Xiujin and the head of the civil affairs department were also in the room. Seeing this scene, Song Xingyao immediately cursed Fu Siming to the point of being furious in her mind...
However, he still greeted her generously. Bai Xiujin caught a glimpse of her in the crowd, and then accompanied Old Wu to see her off, but he did not leave.
After the car slowly drove away from the studio, Bai Xiujin spoke up: "Are you feeling alright? Old Wu said you took the day off today."
"I...I'm fine, I just overslept." Song Xingyao's voice was soft but impossible to ignore.
The awkward atmosphere in the air made both of them burst out laughing.
To break the awkward silence, Song Xingyao said, "I'm going to check out the venue this afternoon. Do the sponsors want to come with me?"
The novel form of address made Bai Xiujin pause for a second. He looked down at her eyes and brows, as if he sensed that she was somewhat different.
She was always like this, her calm and composed face occasionally revealing a lively expression that made people want to explore more, but he didn't want to cause her any trouble; he just wanted to see her happy.
The gossip being discussed so enthusiastically in the company's break room is probably true; the couple has likely reconciled.
Bai Xiujin noticed that the woman in front of him seemed somewhat different from when they met a few days ago.
He thought, this is good. She seems like a living, breathing person now. She should be able to laugh when she's happy and cry when she's sad.
"Okay." He smiled and the two of them greeted Old Wu and left the venue.
Because of the involvement of government departments, this charity exhibition had more requirements than the first one, making it difficult to find a suitable venue.
The two visited three or four venues in the afternoon, but none of them seemed quite right, so they decided to go back first and look at the remaining venues tomorrow.
Seeing that it was still early, Song Xingyao thought of going to Tiansheng to find Fu Siming to go back together, and also to settle accounts with him about what happened this morning.
She would never have done this before, but today she suddenly got a little temperamental and wanted to see her immediately. When she heard that she was going to Tiansheng, a look of disappointment flashed across Bai Xiujin's face.
The two talked about the exhibition the whole way, with Bai Xiujin only occasionally chiming in, and Song Xingyao doing most of the talking.
Before they knew it, the car had stopped in front of Tiansheng. The two agreed to go see the remaining two venues the next day, and then Song Xingyao turned and left.
Before she had taken two steps, Song Xingyao's phone rang. Seeing the unfamiliar number on the screen, she answered it.
"Hello?"
"Song Xingyao, you think giving me 500,000 is enough? Let me tell you, I've raised you for so long, it's definitely more than 500,000. I need another million now, so find a way to transfer it to me."
The voice of a drunkard came from the other end of the phone, but Song Xingyao recognized it immediately—it was Song Ping.
I don't know how he got my phone number, and he even changed his phone number to call me.
Song Ping continued cursing, "If you don't give it to me, I'll... I'll tell everyone online that you were sold to Huangting Yelan. When I see people online saying you're a prostitute, do you think the Fu family will want a daughter-in-law like you? Hehe."
He finished speaking and let out a disgusting burp, which was enough to make anyone nauseous just hearing it.
Even though the afternoon sun was still high in the sky and its rays were shining on her face, her heart suddenly felt as if it were immersed in ice water, and a sharp pain and hatred surged into her heart.
She didn't listen anymore and hung up the phone, her face turning pale from the emotional turmoil.
She stood still, and Bai Xiujin's car hadn't gone far. He looked at her frozen figure without getting out of the car.
In the distance, Fu Yao, sitting in a silver sports car, looked over with amusement.
She had been waiting here for a while, but instead of seeing Fu Siming, she saw Song Xingyao get out of someone else's car.
She had intended to grab something useful, but unexpectedly witnessed Song Xingyao's transformation from joy upon getting out of the car to pallor after hanging up the phone. She felt as if some weapons to deal with her had been delivered to her hands.
Fu Yao made a phone call and gave a few instructions, then leaned back in her chair and enjoyed watching the ugly expression on the woman's face.
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