Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Chapter 549 Duplicity
Song Yuening suppressed her emotions and sounded calm and calm.

"Nian'an, tell the truth. Does what you want to tell your mother have to do with your brother Zitao?"

Song Nian'an nodded, stretched out a hand to grab the hem of Song Yuening's clothes, and gently pulled it twice.

She looked at Song Yuening, pursed her lips, then moved closer to her and whispered.

"Mom, didn't I tell you just now that I promised this friend not to tell you this matter? In fact, that person is Brother Zitao. He specifically told me that not only could I not tell you this matter, but also I can’t tell Uncle Xie.”

Song Yuening narrowed her eyes and took a long time before she made any move.

"But Nian An feels that your Uncle Xie and I have been worried about brother Zitao recently, and we feel that the things he said can bring us some help, so we want to tell me about it, right? "

When Song Nian'an saw that Song Yuening had quickly guessed what he was thinking, his eyes suddenly became a little brighter.

She nodded seriously, then raised a hand to cover her lips, as if this would prevent Xie Zitao from hearing her, who was somewhere far away.

"Mom, I'm telling you this now, but you can't tell brother Zitao, and you can't let him know that I said this, otherwise he will definitely not like me. Then when he comes back in the future, You will definitely not take me to play with you again.”

Seeing Song Nian'an's nervous look, Song Yuening's heart softened.

Of course she knows best about her own children.

Song Nian'an has been taught well by her since she was a child. Not only is she a polite child, but she is also honest and trustworthy.

It must be a lot of pressure for her to break her promise to Xie Zitao and tell the "truth".

If possible, Song Yuening did not want Song Nian'an to bear the burden of breaking someone else's trust early, but the most urgent task now was to find out what Xie Zitao had said to Song Nian'an, so she could only "take it easy".

Song Yuening thought for a while, then suddenly raised her right hand and put her little finger in front of Song Nian'an, and waved it twice.

"Nian'an, mother promises you that no matter what, she will never tell your brother Zitao about this matter. Now let's make an oath, okay? Anyone who lies will become a fool and will never be smart."

Seeing this, Song Nian'an nodded immediately, stretched out his little finger, bent it around Song Yuening's finger, and shook it gently in the air twice.

She said the Lagou oath in a coquettish voice: "We, Lagou Gou, are not allowed to change. We will not change for a hundred years. Whoever changes is a big fool!"

After the two of them completed the ceremony, Song Nian'an was satisfied and released the finger hooked on Song Yuening's little finger. She tilted her head and recalled the content of the call between herself and Xie Zitao, and then told Song Yuening in great detail.

"Brother Zitao called me and asked me if I saw a pen in his room."

Song Nian'an looked into Song Yuening's eyes and made a pen shape in the air with both hands.

Song Yuening's heart skipped a beat and she hurriedly asked.

"Nian'an, did he tell you what that pen looks like?"

Song Nian'an nodded and described the appearance of the pen quickly.

"Of course I know. Brother Zitao told me that the pen is black, but has golden patterns on the side, which is very beautiful. Oh, by the way, he also said that because he accidentally dropped the pen before, so There should be a few cracks on the brim.”

After Song Nian'an finished speaking, he patted his forehead twice in distress. "But, as Brother Zitao said, I went to his room to look for it. I searched everywhere, but I couldn't find it, so I told Brother Zitao that the pen was not in his room."

"He was silent for a long time, and I thought he had hung up the phone. After a long time, he said hello to me, but his voice sounded very disappointed, and he asked me to promise that this was the relationship between him and me. Don’t tell anyone else’s little secret, especially you and Uncle Xie.”

After Song Yuening listened to Xie Zitao's words, she couldn't calm down for a long time.

She pursed her lips, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Her good memory allowed her to already have the style of the pen in her mind when Song Nian'an described the appearance of the pen.

She remembered that pen very clearly. She and Xie Mingyuan chose it together last year when Xie Zitao was unhappy because he accidentally broke the original pen.

At that time, Xie Zitao was holding the pen and caressing it lovingly, his eyes full of love.

She still remembered leaning next to Xie Mingyuan and teasing Xie Zitao with a smile.

"Does our young Master Xie like pens so much? If we had known earlier, your uncle and I should have bought a few more for you."

At that time, after hearing these words, Xie Zitao raised his head and shook his head at Song Yuening.

His eyes were bright and he looked particularly energetic.

"I don't like pens, I like the pens you and my uncle gave me."

At that time, Xie Zitao seemed to have forgotten the quarrel between himself and Xie Mingyuan, and the way the uncle and nephew got along was just like when they were children.

"I will definitely keep this pen well, and I will never lose it no matter when."

Song Yuening was overjoyed at Xie Zitao's words at the time, but now that she thinks about it, she feels a little sad.

When Xie Zitao left Xie's house, he might have forgotten to take the pen with him, but he later called Song Nian'an to help find it, and he didn't even want to let himself and Xie Mingyuan know.

Isn't this an obvious attempt to hide his true thoughts so that she and Xie Mingyuan can continue to misunderstand him?
Song Yuening took a deep breath, and for a moment she couldn't tell how she felt after listening to Song Nian'an's words.

She just looked down at Song Nian'an's eyes, raised her hand and touched her cheek gently.

"Nian An, thank you for being willing to tell mom about this. This is indeed a very important thing for mom."

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else. You secretly told me this matter. Now, let's forget about it, okay?"

After listening to Song Yuening's words, Song Nian'an blinked slightly, then tilted his head with a puzzled expression.

"Mom, what are you talking about? Weren't we just talking about what to eat tonight? I haven't eaten the cookies you made for a long time. When can you make them for me again?"

Song Yuening looked at Song Nian'an's smart eyes and knew that she said that on purpose.

She couldn't help but chuckle, and the haze in her heart was dispelled a little. Then she raised her hand and rubbed the top of Song Nian'an's head, then straightened out her messed up hair, and then patted her back. back.

"Just wait a few days. In a few days, mom will have time. Not only will she make you cookies, but she will also make you apple pie."