Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

The more obedient and sensible Song Nianan acted, the more Song Yuening felt ashamed of her.

She moved the phone away slightly and placed a soft kiss on Song Nian'an's forehead.

"Nian'an, mom knows that you want me to work peacefully, but I have promised you to make cookies for you when you get home. How can I break the promise just because of unexpected work?"

"It's the same thing as mommy makes you cookies first and then goes to work."

But Song Nian'an, who had always been obedient, showed his uncooperation for the first time at this moment.

She puffed her cheeks, looking unhappy, and shook her head like a rattle.

"I don't want it. If mom wants to be busy, she should do it first. Otherwise, by the time she finishes making cookies for me, it will be already late, and mom will have to stay up late again for work. I don't want you to stay up so late and work overtime. "

After Song Nian'an finished speaking, he was worried that Song Yuening would disagree, so he added another sentence in a panic.

"Besides, if you stay with me after you finish work, you can spend more time with me, right?"

She gently rubbed Song Yuening's cheek and said coquettishly.

"So mom, go get busy, okay?"

After Song Nian'an said this, Song Yuening really had no reason to refuse.

She sighed softly, kissed Song Nian'an on the cheek, and said helplessly.

"An'an, you don't have to be so obedient sometimes. Mom will really feel bad when she sees you like this."

The more Song Nian'an behaves like this, the more she feels that she has wronged her.

They say that sensible children don't have sweets to eat, but when it comes to Song Nian'an, Song Yuening always feels that she doesn't give her enough.

However, Song Nian'an jumped out of Song Yuening's arms with a smile as if nothing had happened, and ran towards his room waving his little hands.

"Mom, I'm going to watch a cartoon. You should be busy first. I'll wait for you to finish work and play with me!"

Return to the study.

Song Yuening opened her laptop and opened the comments and modification suggestions sent to her by her assistant. After reading through them from beginning to end, she immediately frowned.

She dialed the assistant's number without any hesitation.

"Who contacted you on Party A's side? Do you have her contact information? Send me her mobile phone number."

The assistant didn't know why, but this was the first time he heard Song Yuening speaking to him in such a serious tone, and he took action immediately.

"Okay, I understand, I'll send it to you right now."

As soon as the call was connected, Song Yuening couldn't wait to confirm the identity of the person on the other side.

"I would like to ask, why do you want me to delete the design about the hem of the long skirt?"

The other party's tone was full of dissatisfaction.

"There must be a reason for you to do this. Don't ask any questions. We are Party A. You just need to do as we say."

Of course, Song Yuening was not satisfied with this answer. After all, she spent a lot of time designing this long dress. It can be said that every part was her hard work.

Now that he had to change everything from beginning to end just because of the other party's two flamboyant sentences, how could Song Yuening be willing?

When Song Nian'an came out of the room, he first glanced at the clock on the wall. He estimated in his mind that it was almost time, and then cautiously walked towards the study to see if Song Yuening was finished.

She pressed the doorknob on her toes, wanting to call Song Yuening and ask her if she wanted to go out for dinner, but as soon as the study door was opened a crack, the sound of an argument could be heard.

"I think the waist design is the soul of this skirt and the center of the design. If it needs to be modified, then I think this skirt will have no meaning. I hope you can think about it clearly."

This was the first time that Song Nian'an heard Song Yuening speaking to someone in this tone. He was stunned at first, and then quickly realized. “Mom, did you have a quarrel with others because of work issues...”

Song Nian'an looked at Song Yuening's back worriedly. Seeing her tapping rapidly on the table with a pen while talking, he knew that she was in a bad mood and was not in the mood to eat, so she stepped back carefully. Step and close the door.

Song Nian'an glanced at the clock on the wall and hesitated over and over again, but finally made up his mind.

"In this case, Nian'an should go out to buy food and come back!"

She knew how to cook a little, but Song Yuening once taught her that children should not enter the kitchen without their parents accompanying them, otherwise they would be easily injured.

Although she was very confident that she would not be so stupid that anything would happen, children still had to be obedient.

Otherwise, my mother would be unhappy.

After Song Nian'an simply packed up her things, she jumped out of the door with her pocket money.

She took the elevator downstairs, and after leaving the apartment, she stood on the roadside and looked around for restaurants. When she saw the Cantonese restaurant not far away, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"This is it! Mom likes Cantonese food the most."

Song Nian'an almost ran towards the Cantonese restaurant at a trot. He had just crossed the road and was stopped before he got close to the door of the restaurant.

"Kid, do you know how to get to Changfeng Street?"

The man in black casual clothes, wearing a mask and a peaked cap, half-crouched in front of Song Nian'an. The other two people following him were also covering their faces very tightly. They couldn't see his face clearly, only his eyes could be seen.

Song Nian'an was startled by those emotionless eyes. After subconsciously swallowing, he took a few steps back.

She replied angrily: "Uncle, I don't know. Please ask someone else to say hello. I have other things to do."

Her mother had told her that there was definitely something wrong with this kind of uncle who didn't look like a good person, and she had to stay as far away as possible after encountering him.

After Song Nian'an finished speaking, he almost turned around and was about to run away. However, after running out for a few steps, someone grabbed his hat and forcefully grabbed him back.

"Is it her?"

"Looking at the photo, it should be her. Hey, the kid's name is Song Nian'an, right?"

Song Nian'an's heart went cold just by listening to their words.

It's over, this is obviously aimed at her.

She should listen to her mother, children cannot go out alone!

"My name is not Song Nian'an, uncle, have you mistakenly recognized the person?"

After Song Nianan panicked, she quickly calmed down.

She raised her palm-sized face, and her clear and bright eyes were full of sincerity and seriousness.

"I have something very important to do, uncle, can you put me down?"

The man who was holding Song Nian'an sneered, took the phone and put it next to Song Nian'an's cheek. After comparing it again and again, he nodded to the people around him.

"It's this little girl who talks nonsense and wants to deceive people. If there weren't photos, I would have let her run away."

"Take it away quickly."

Seeing that something was not going well, Song Nian'an almost immediately opened her mouth and planned to shout for help, but the man holding her seemed to have anticipated what she was going to do. Before she could cry out, he had already covered her with his big hands. mouth.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Song Nian'an kept struggling under his hands, but no matter what, he couldn't match the strength of an adult man, so he had to be forced into the car.

The black van stopped briefly on the street and then quickly left without attracting anyone's attention. No passers-by noticed that a lively little girl was missing from the street.