Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Chapter 101 Which Room
The presidential suite on the top floor has always been reserved for bosses.

Since Xie Mingyuan was at the Mia Hotel that day, there was no reason to leave the best suite and go to another room.

unless……

Song Yuening's heart skipped a beat, her fingers subconsciously curled up, and her nails dug into the soft flesh of her palm, but she seemed not to feel any pain at all.

Unless he was taken to another room that day, say... 302.

is it him?Is it really him?
Song Yuening asked herself over and over again in her heart, her chest began to rise and fall violently, and her breathing became rapid.

Xie Mingyuan lowered his eyes and looked at Song Yuening's slightly pale face and her trembling hands hanging down by her sides. He lightly pursed his thin lips, and his jawline gradually tightened.

If Song Yuening raised her head and looked at him at this moment, she would definitely be frightened by his eyes as dark as ink, as if a storm was brewing.

"Song Yuening, is there anything else you want to know?"

Instead of calling Teacher Song, he chose to call her by her name.

But Song Yuening, who was immersed in her own thoughts, did not notice this. She just subconsciously raised her head and looked at Xie Mingyuan. His figure and broken light were reflected in her clear eyes.

Xie Mingyuan looked at her deeply and said in a slow but serious voice.

"Actually that day..." The person who was in the hotel that day was me.

Since she always wanted to know the truth, tell her the truth.

Song Yuening tensed up from the moment he opened his mouth.

But she only heard the four words she spoke, and the bedroom door behind her was suddenly opened from the inside.

Xie Zitao held up the electronic watch that was making a video call and stuffed it into Xie Mingyuan's arms. He turned around and threw himself into Song Yuening's arms with a slumped face.

"Uncle, grandpa said he has something to do with you! Teacher Song, I just found out that you made a mistake on a question. That is high school knowledge, and I haven't studied it yet!"

"But I still made it. Isn't it awesome?"

Xie Mingyuan frowned and first raised his eyes to look at Song Yuening.

Seeing her being coquettishly pushed into the bedroom by Xie Zitao without even turning her head, Xie Mingyuan pursed his lips and then brought the watch to his eyes.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

The implication is that if nothing happens, hang up the phone as soon as possible.

Xie Mincheng looked at his gloomy face, snorted coldly, and pointed out something.

"What, are you busy? I just heard Zitao calling Teacher Song? Were you talking to her just now?"

"I don't think there's anything to talk about with a teacher."

Xie Mingyuan knew that he was warning him not to forget what he said in the last conversation.

"This is my personal business."

Xie Mingyuan's eyes were slightly eccentric and his tone was calm, but what he said made Xie Mincheng hesitate.

He looked at Xie Mingyuan with a cold face: "If you really have nothing to do, then go find Wan Ran. In short, the only choice for my daughter-in-law is her. Do you understand?"

Xie Mingyuan didn't respond. He simply hung up the phone with his finger on the screen.

The door to the bedroom in front of him was ajar, and he could see clearly what the people inside were doing without going in.

Song Yuening sat at the desk and graded Xie Zitao's test papers with her head down, adding a few words of exclamation during the process.

"Zitao is right. When he asked this question, the teacher didn't pay attention and used the knowledge from high school. But our Zitao is really good. He can even remember the contents that he has only seen at a glance. It seems that next time we can study directly New knowledge.”

Xie Zitao held his chin in his hands, swaying his legs and sat next to her. He nodded happily when he heard this.

"Okay! By the way, Teacher Song, I got perfect marks in this test, can I get a reward?"

Xie Mingyuan watched Song Yuening tilt his head slightly, pinched Xie Zitao's soft flesh, and said with a smile: "Of course, you can do whatever you want." Xie Mingyuan watched their interaction, feeling the unbearable interruption In the atmosphere, he laughed silently, put the electronic watch in his hand beside the cabinet at the door, and slowly closed the door.

It seemed that today was not the right day to confess to her.

……

When Song Yuening left Xie's house, Xie Mingyuan had already gone to the company.

She stood at the door and watched Xie Zitao reluctantly waving to her, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Okay, Zitao, be good. The teacher will come to teach you on time next week, okay?"

Tomorrow happened to be her weekly rest time, and she asked Xie Mingyuan for a few days off, so Xie Zitao would not be able to see her for three days in a row. Of course, he was reluctant to let her go at this moment.

After hearing Song Yuening's comforting words, Xie Zitao shook his head glumly with his face downcast.

"But I feel so sad just thinking about not being able to see Teacher Song tomorrow. Teacher Song, can I go to your house to find you tomorrow?"

Song Yuening paused while stroking the top of his head and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

She asked for leave just to investigate what happened that night at Mia Hotel. In addition, it was recently the day when a new video was to be released. Many matters piled up, so she really couldn't spare too much energy to take care of Xie Zitao.

but……

Looking at Xie Zitao's pitiful little face, Song Yuening sighed silently, and finally agreed softly.

"Okay, but Zitao has to promise the teacher that you will obediently watch the teacher while he is working and not disturb me, okay?"

Xie Zitao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Okay, I understand!"

Song Yuening said goodbye to Xie Zitao and went home directly.

When she was about to start again, she had already put on a set of black business attire.

Her long, dark hair was tied behind her head with hairpins, and there were a few strands of hair scattered around her ears, adding a bit of messy beauty to her.

But when she put on the black suit jacket, her temperament suddenly changed, becoming cold and unattainable.

She looked down at the work permit she had put in her pocket, pursed her lips, and secretly apologized in her heart.

This is the first time she has worn this outfit since she resigned from Xie's company, and it is also the first time she has used the assistant certificate given to her by Xie Mingyuan for "private purposes". You can imagine the guilt in her heart.

But she has no regrets, she must find out the truth of the matter.

Song Yuening's eyes flashed with determination.

If she had misunderstood Xie Mingyuan, she would apologize to him in person.

Hotel Mia.

Song Yuening walked to the front desk in six-centimeter high heels, raised her index finger and lightly touched the table, turning the receptionist's attention from the computer to herself.

"Hello ma'am, would you like to check in?"

The lady at the front desk immediately stood up, glanced at her extraordinarily formal clothes, and asked politely.

"Hello, I am Mr. Xie's assistant. This is my work ID."

Song Yuening took out her work permit, stayed in front of her for two seconds, and then quickly took it back.

She quietly watched the receptionist's attitude towards her change from polite to respectful, and felt a little relieved.

"It's like this. Mr. Xie lost something and said he might have left it in the hotel before. He asked me to come over and ask if you saw it. If not..."

Song Yuening controlled her racing heart and asked in a calm tone.

"Which room did Mr. Xie stay in at the Mia Hotel on March 25? Please take me there. I need to confirm it myself."

(End of this chapter)