Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

rabbit?

Song Yuening couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

She put a finger on Xie Zitao's head and poked it gently.

"What are you talking about? I'm a human being. How can I have a litter like a little rabbit?"

Xie Zitao puffed up his cheeks, lay in Song Yuening's arms, and shook his head unhappily.

"Teacher Song, why do you always say I'm stupid? I'm not stupid. Since we can't have a baby together, let's have a baby slowly. Anyway, you and your uncle will always be together, so you have plenty of time!"

Xie Zitao seemed to have imagined that kind of life, his tone was full of longing and longing, and his eyes were shining with tiny lights.

"Teacher Song, after you and your uncle get married, we will be a family, right? A family can be together forever, and I want to be with Teacher Song forever!"

Seeing Xie Zitao like this, Song Yuening felt a little distressed for a moment.

She thought of Xie Zitao's life experience, and also recalled the education methods she had seen while taking care of him during this period.

The Xie family may be a very good family and can provide Xie Zitao with sufficient material conditions and the best living environment, but this does not mean that they can provide Xie Zitao with a good family relationship.

Maybe it's because of this that Xie Zitao is so eager for someone to be by his side all the time, right?
Song Yuening did not speak, but stretched out her hand to hold the little boy in her arms tighter, and placed one hand on the back of his head, stroking it gently as if to comfort him.

After a long time, Song Yuening responded with a soft voice.

"Zitao is right, we will always be together. No matter what time, the teacher will always be with you."

"If your uncle is willing to be with me, then we will be a family for life. If he is not willing..."

Song Yuening paused, pursed her lips, and did not continue.

"Okay, Zitao, the teacher has promised that he will always be with you, don't you believe me?"

Song Yuening did not notice that at the stairs not far away, a man wearing black comfortable home clothes stood there for a long time.

Xie Mingyuan had already gone downstairs when the two of them sat on the sofa, but he was afraid of disturbing them, so he never came forward.
He himself did not expect that he would hear such words while standing here.

Xie Zitao longed to be with Song Yuening forever. He knew this from a long time ago.

He has not taken any action because he is still not sure of Song Yuening's intentions.

He was afraid that Song Yuening would be offended by his rash words. If he irritated her and made her distance herself from him again, wouldn't it be worth the loss?

It just so happens that in a while, it will be Song Yuening's vacation time.

Xie Mingyuan thought, maybe this is the best time.

……

After getting off work, Song Yuening said goodbye to her colleagues and walked alone to the black Maybach parked on the roadside not far away.

She bent down, curled her fingers and tapped lightly on the car window.

The car window rolled down, revealing the man's angular face.

He turned his head and looked out, his phoenix eyes looking at Song Yuening with a smile.

"Are you willing to come out?"

He should have clocked in and left the company half an hour ago, but because he had to take a vacation for the next two days and was worried about his assistant's work tasks, he took a while to explain his work during the vacation to the assistant in detail. This is why she came out so late.

Song Yuening opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, lowered her head and fastened her seat belt, and said "comfort" in a helpless voice.

"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long, but I won't feel relieved if I don't explain the situation to her clearly."

Xie Mingyuan looked at her apologetic look, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and there was a hint of ridicule in his tone.

"Now that you know you've kept me waiting for a long time, how are you going to make it up to me?"

Song Yuening did not expect to receive such an answer. She blinked slowly and then asked.

"Then...shall I treat you to dinner?" Dinner?

Xie Mingyuan thought of his plan and saw Song Yuening lowering her head to search for nearby restaurants on her phone, and interrupted her.

"No, I've already booked a restaurant, it's your favorite Cantonese restaurant."

"They recently changed their chef. The new chef is good at cooking. I think you will like it."

Of course, the most important thing is not the food, but the surprise he prepared for Xie Mingyuan.

Song Yuening didn't know what Xie Mingyuan was thinking, but turned to look at him in surprise.

"Really? I have long wanted to suggest that they change their chef. He obviously cooks Cantonese cuisine, but the taste is always so strong every time."

The taste of Cantonese food is light but not bland, fresh but not vulgar.

But the original chef made the cuisine very greasy.

Song Yuening thanked her after trying it a few times, but because she was used to eating in that restaurant, she felt regretful every time she thought about it.

Seeing Song Yuening talking about his favorite restaurant, his eyebrows stretched, and the light flowing in his lacquer-like eyes, Xie Mingyuan curled his lips and smiled.

As long as it could make her happy, it was not in vain that he specially invited this chef from other places to cook this dinner for him and Song Yuening.

Song Yuening and Xie Mingyuan walked side by side in the corridor of the antique-style restaurant.

The waiter in front guided the two of them to the private room.

After waiting for the two of them to sit down and pouring tea for them, he quietly withdrew.

Song Yuening felt much more comfortable looking at the exquisitely decorated box and lush potted plants.

She held her chin with one hand and looked at Xie Mingyuan opposite her, and chuckled.

"Why do I feel that you are a little different today?"

After hearing this, Xie Mingyuan's eyes darkened, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be filled with a deep spring, the bottom of which could not be seen.

He looked at Song Yuening intently and asked, "What's the difference?"

Song Yuening wrinkled her nose and thought seriously for a while, but still couldn't figure out the reason.

In fact, she didn't know what was different about Xie Mingyuan today, but her intuition told her that Xie Mingyuan should have something else on his mind today, otherwise he wouldn't look at her frequently.

"Is there something wrong with the company?"

After thinking about it until the end, Song Yuening only came up with this possibility.

But Xie Mingyuan glanced at her with that helpless look, and in the end, a thousand words were replaced by a sigh.

"Do you only see work?"

While talking, the waiter knocked on the door of the private room, and then walked into the private room with the waiter pushing the cart.

Song Yuening's eyes swept over the dishes on the cart, and her eyes were fixed on the box in the center.

Because it was covered with a lid, Song Yuening didn't know what was inside, so she asked curiously.

"What's in this? Is it a new dish introduced after your restaurant changed its chef?"

If so, it is indeed novel and creative.

But before Song Yuening waited for the waiter's answer, she saw Xie Mingyuan, who was sitting opposite her, stood up and walked to her side.

The box was held in Xie Mingyuan's hand, placed in front of her, and slowly opened.

"It's a gift for you."