Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Chapter 537 His situation
Xie Mingyuan's calloused fingers fell on Song Yuening's exposed nape, and the right massage force made her sigh in comfort.

"I knew it was you who brought Nian An here. Can't you two save me some trouble?"

Song Nian'an lay on Song Yuening's lap, chirping fiercely and accusing Song Yuening.

"Who is not letting whom worry? Mom, you are obviously the more worrying person."

"You are a liar. When you called me just now, you clearly said you would pay attention to rest. What happened? Huh, if Uncle Xie and I hadn't come to see you, you would have exhausted yourself to the point of coma again."

When Song Yuening heard this, she retorted with a bit of laughter.

"What are you talking about? Mom is an adult after all. How could she not take her own physical condition to heart? I had already rested just now, but you just didn't see it. How could this be considered a lie to you? Woolen cloth?"

Song Nian'an didn't listen to Song Yuening's explanation. After snorting, he turned his head to the other side, leaving only the back of his head for Song Yuening to see.

Song Yuening felt helpless when she saw this. She turned her head to look at the man behind her, but happened to turn back while he was massaging her. The next second, there was a thermos box in front of her.

Song Yuening was stunned for a moment, and then she understood what was inside from the smell of food filling the air.

Her heart warmed slightly, and she reached out to take Xie Mingyuan's big hand. Their warmth was intertwined, and Song Yuening's mood was much better than before.

"How do you know I'm hungry?"

She didn't feel it when she was immersed in her work. Now that she had relaxed a little, she felt that her stomach was protesting and urging her to eat.

Xie Mingyuan was taking out the food from the thermos box, smelled it, glanced at her, and snorted in a teasing tone.

"I thought our boss Song was a robot who only knew how to work and would never feel hungry."

Song Yuening knew that Xie Mingyuan had some complaints about her intense work, so she just stuck out her tongue and said nothing.

The food Xie Mingyuan brought her was very light, but it just suited Song Yuening's appetite.

The wonton dough is crystal clear and the plump shrimps are wrapped in it.

The light and not greasy taste made her appetite whet her appetite after just one bite.

The chicken wings were served on a porcelain white plate, with caramel-colored sauce poured on top. The aroma mixed with the rich sweetness hit the nostrils, making Song Yuening's index fingers move.

She chewed slowly and finished the food placed in front of her. Just as she was about to put away the dishes, a big hand with sharp bones stretched out in front of her to take over the task.

Then, before Song Yuening came back to her senses, another box of strawberries appeared in front of her.

The bright red and translucent strawberries are still covered with water droplets. When you bite into them, the sweet and sour juice bursts in your mouth. Song Yuening narrowed her eyes comfortably, and the anxiety caused by work was completely dissipated.

She stopped as soon as she finished eating a strawberry, then picked up a strawberry and brought it to Song Nian'an's mouth first, coaxing her gently.

Song Nian'an softened a lot under this attitude. After he was no longer angry, he ate the strawberry in Song Yuening's hand.

After doing all this, Song Yuening turned around and looked at the man beside her.

She followed the same pattern and handed the strawberry to the man's mouth, but Xie Mingyuan just raised his eyebrows and looked at her with his deep phoenix eyes. His eyes moved around her bright red lips without saying a word.

Song Yuening felt relieved, scolded him angrily, and then glanced at Song Nian'an beside her, who was concentrating on eating strawberries.

After making sure that she couldn't see what they would do, she quickly kissed the corner of Xie Mingyuan's lips. She watched Xie Mingyuan slowly swallow the strawberry into his mouth with her fingers, gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice.

"Nian An is still here. Can you pay attention? What if you are seen?"

Xie Mingyuan lazily raised his eyes and glanced at her.

"What are you afraid of? Nian'an knows more than you think."

Song Yuening glared at him angrily, and was about to say something, but suddenly paused, and then the smile in her eyes slowly disappeared, replaced by confusion.

Before Xie Mingyuan understood why she had such a change, he heard Song Yuening ask hesitantly.

"Where did Zitao go? Is he not at home today?"

Song Yuening understands Xie Zitao and knows that he has always cared about her.

If he were at home and saw Xie Mingyuan and Song Nian'an coming to see him, he would definitely not choose to stay at home. He would definitely follow them. But if he is not here today, it means that Xie Zitao is not at home.

When Xie Zitao was mentioned, Xie Mingyuan's expression also changed slightly.

He said calmly: "He's not here. He goes out early and comes back late these days, and I don't know what he is doing."

Hearing this, Song Yuening's eyebrows relaxed a little, and then they wrinkled again.

Song Yuening still remembered that when she comforted Xie Zitao last time, he looked like he didn't want to talk.

When she followed Xie Mingyuan and Song Nian'an back to the living room, she looked back and saw that Xie Zitao's back sitting on the swing looked so lonely and lonely, as if he was the only one in his world.

Song Yuening has always wanted to find another opportunity to chat with Xie Zitao alone, but there have been so many things going on recently that she has never been able to find a free opportunity.

Now that she learned from Xie Mingyuan that Xie Zitao left early and returned late, she was naturally worried.

It happened that at this time, Song Nianan next to him swallowed the last bite of strawberry in his mouth. Hearing Song Yuening and Xie Mingyuan chatting about Xie Zitao, he couldn't help but interject.

"Mom, I wanted to tell you before. I don't know what brother Zitao is doing recently. He is very mysterious. I also heard him talking on the phone to someone else one night. He sounded very angry. Did you have a quarrel with someone?"

Hearing this, Song Yuening became increasingly worried.

She turned to look at Xie Mingyuan with a serious expression.

"Ming Yuan, I think you need to call Zitao back and find a time for the two of us to have a talk with him. I always feel that something is not right with his current situation."

Song Yuening told Xie Mingyuan her feelings one by one, and focused on what she had talked with Xie Zitao in the garden that day.

She was not sure what was the reason for Xie Zitao's current situation, but her intuition told her that something was not right with Xie Zitao's situation.

After listening to Song Yuening's analysis, Xie Mingyuan pursed his thin lips tightly and pondered for a long time before speaking.

"I know Ning Ning. Find a suitable time and I will have a good talk with Zitao."

Seeing that Xie Mingyuan spoke so solemnly, Song Yuening also breathed a sigh of relief. She nodded, her eyes full of worry.

"I hope nothing happened to Zitao, it's just that I thought too much."