Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Xie Mingyuan looked at the vulnerability and helplessness on Song Yuening's face, and the pity in his heart was beyond words.

He closed his eyes, sighed, and held Song Yuening tighter.

"You are who you are. Regardless of whether you have memories or not, you are still Song Yuening. No one can question this."

"I just want you to be happy."

Song Yuening did not expect to hear such words from Xie Mingyuan. She subconsciously grabbed the man's shirt tighter. Because of the increased strength, a very obvious mark was left on the expensive high-end shirt. of wrinkles.

Xie Mingyuan clearly felt it, but he didn't say anything. Those deep eyes were as gentle as the deep sea that people can sink into, which fascinated Song Yuening.

Song Yuening looked at him and said nothing for a long time.

It would be a lie to say that she was not shocked by Xie Mingyuan's words.

Who doesn't want someone to tell herself firmly that there is no need for her to change because of the current situation, she just needs to feel at ease and continue to be herself?

And it’s still at such a sensitive and fragile moment.

Song Yuening thought that she might know why she chose to be with Xie Mingyuan before she lost her memory.

Xie Mingyuan didn't know what Song Yuening was thinking when he was silent, but he couldn't help but feel worried because he hadn't heard Song Yuening's response for a long time.

He just raised his hand to place it on the back of the woman in his arms and pat it twice, but he saw Song Yuening suddenly raised her face and smiled softly at him.

"Originally, I thought that the memories of the past would be gone once they were gone, so that the things and people in the past would no longer be entangled with me. But I was really happy to hear you say that."

Song Yuening held Xie Mingyuan's hand back and spoke firmly in a firm tone.

"But now I am willing to find those past memories for you."

Because she also wanted to know what happened between herself and Xie Mingyuan in the past.

……

The recording of the "My Great Designer" variety show is not just one day, one episode is recorded over many days.

It's just that because the program crew is very humane, the filming times are far apart, which also gives the guests of the program crew time to rest.

And Song Yuening had enough time to busy with her own affairs.

Because it was the weekend, Song Yuening's studio was on holiday, and she didn't have much to do, so she simply drove to a small town near City A with Song Nian'an.

On the way, Song Nian'an sat in the passenger seat, twisting and turning, and even lying on the edge of the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, and kept asking Song Yuening.

"Mom, where are you taking me? Didn't you say you were going to give me a surprise today? Where did you put the surprise? Why do we have to go so far?"

Song Nian'an turned around and looked at Song Yuening in confusion.

In the past, when Song Yuening saw her being so curious, Song Yuening would have already revealed the answer to the mystery.

But today, Song Yuening was determined to show off. No matter how coquettish or obedient Song Nianan was, or what he said, he just smiled and shook his head, unwilling to tell her even a word.

Seeing this, Song Nian'an knew that there was nothing he could do. After getting the answer from Song Yuening, he pouted and turned his head to the side, humming softly.

"I hate it. Mom is the Riddler today. Nian An doesn't like you anymore."

Song Yuening stopped the car while waiting for the traffic light, and looked away at Song Nianan funnyly.

"I am the Riddler? Nian'an, what kind of cartoons have you watched recently that you can even call yourself Riddler?"

As the mother and daughter talked and laughed, the car arrived at its destination.

After Song Yuening parked the car, she got out of the car directly. She looked at the curiosity and surprise on Song Nian'an's face after getting off the car, raised her hand and touched her head gently twice, smoothing her slightly messy hair.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to know what surprise mom is going to take you to see? Let's go."

go?

Song Nian'an looked at the unfamiliar environment around him, and his curiosity increased.

She held Song Yuening's hand and followed her, walking in a certain direction step by step.

Along the way, Song Nian'an was thinking about what kind of surprise would make Song Yuening hide so far away.

When Song Yuening finally stopped, she realized what the "surprise" Song Yuening was talking about.

"Mom, is this the...surprise you said?"

Song Nian'an looked at the school in front of him, his heart pounding.

Although this elementary school doesn't look too big, the walls are very new, and you can tell that they were recently painted.

After getting closer, the sound of reading loudly coming from inside also makes people feel full of vitality.

Song Nian'an suddenly remembered the phone call he had with Song Yuening when they saw an advertising screen on the street.

She suddenly turned her head to look at Song Yuening, her tone unable to conceal her excitement, and her little face became extraordinarily rosy due to excitement.

"Mom, have you used my pocket money to support the children here? Are they happy? Are the textbooks enough? I still have New Year's money there. If it's not enough, I can donate some more to them!"

Song Yuening listened to Song Nian'an's innocent words, half-crouched down in front of Sheng Jiang, took her daughter with stars in her eyes into her arms, and said proudly and helplessly.

"My mother is very happy that you have such a heart. However, my mother is now a very powerful designer. Even if she is not as rich as a country, she still has the money she should have. How can I touch your pocket money? Where’s the new year’s money?”

Song Nian'an blinked, and the excitement and excitement she had just cooled down slowly. She also understood Song Yuening's meaning very smartly.

"So, Mom, you did support the children here, but you didn't use my money?"

Song Yuening nodded, and seeing that Song Nianan was a little disappointed, she continued.

"You should save your money to do more important things. It's up to the mother to support the children. Moreover, although the mother does not use your money, she supports it in your name."

"So, the kids inside also know you. How about it, do you want to go in with your mother and take a look?"

When Song Nian'an heard this, he became happy again and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Yes! Of course!"

Song Yuening took Song Nian'an into the door. The security guard at the door recognized her as a "big financial sponsor" and quickly said hello with a smile.

Song Yuening smiled and nodded in response before going upstairs.

She originally planned to take Song Nian'an to watch from the second floor, but she didn't expect that she encountered an unexpected incident when she reached the first classroom.

"Didn't we all agree before that today he will teach the Chinese language class to the children? Why didn't he come if he couldn't come? Now the class is about to end in ten minutes. Where can I find a ready-made Chinese teacher to teach the children? Attend class!"

Song Yuening paused in her steps and frowned slightly.

This is, the teacher is missing?

She took Song Nian'an and stood nearby and listened for a long time before she figured out the whole story.

This town is relatively remote, and all the teachers are hired from outside. Last week, the only Chinese teacher in this primary school resigned, so the school hired another teacher from outside.

But everyone thought that the other party had clearly promised to come to take office today, but starting from today, the phone calls could not be reached.