Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Chapter 85
Just when Song Yuening was struggling, a familiar figure suddenly appeared behind Xie Mincheng.

"Zitao, are you disobedient again?"

Xie Mingyuan's voice had no warmth, and he spoke very slowly.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see how bad his mood is at this moment.

Xie Zitao obviously realized this.

He shivered subconsciously, tightened his arms around Song Yuening, and pressed his entire face against her shoulders without daring to raise his head.

This was the first time Xie Zitao showed fear in front of Song Yuening.

Even though Song Yuening knew that his behavior of running away from home was wrong and that he should be severely punished, she still couldn't help but reach out and pat him twice on the back.

Two groups of people blocked the door, making the corridor, which was not spacious, even more crowded.

Seeing that Xie Zitao would not agree to go home for a while, Xie Mincheng didn't want to scold Xie Zitao in front of Song Yuening, an outsider, so he simply turned to look at Xie Mingyuan.

"I'm going back first, and I'll leave the task of bringing Zitao back to you."

Xie Mingyuan tilted his head slightly and hummed lightly.

After hearing Xie Mincheng's words, Song Yuening almost subconsciously raised her head and looked in his direction, but she happened to meet his eyes.

Xie Mincheng looked at her slightly startled expression, and suddenly raised his hand and patted Xie Mingyuan's shoulder, and reminded her with some serious words.

"By the way, Ming Yuan, Teacher Song is not related to us, but this time he is willing to waste his time and help our Xie family so much. You have to thank him properly on my behalf."

"If someone wants to treat you as a friend, you can't be ungrateful."

After Xie Mincheng said that, he walked directly into the elevator.

His words were not only meant for Xie Mingyuan, but also for Song Yuening.

He knew that Song Yuening was a smart person and would be able to understand the deep meaning of his words.

If Song Yuening could maintain her relationship with Xie Mingyuan honestly, then he would naturally not do anything.

But if she doesn’t know how to measure and crosses the bottom line...

Xie Mincheng narrowed his eyes and his face darkened slightly.

Then don't blame him for being rude.

And Xie Mingyuan, who was left behind by him, naturally heard the unfinished meaning of his words.

His jawline tensed, and after a long while, he looked at Song Yuening and explained to her.

"Teacher Song, my father..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Song Yuening.

She looked at Xie Mingyuan, a complex emotion appeared in her beautiful almond eyes, but it was fleeting and was not captured by Xie Mingyuan.

Song Yuening chuckled at him: "Don't worry, Mr. Xie, I know your father means no harm."

So there is no need to explain too much to her.

Her face was light and calm, as if she didn't care about Xie Mincheng's malicious assumptions about her.

But after lowering his eyes, his eyes dimmed.

Song Yuening has always known her identity and status, and also knows that if she gets along with someone like Xie Mingyuan, it will inevitably attract some comments from the outside world.

But she had a clear conscience, so she was never afraid of what others would say.

But what Xie Mincheng said today made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Song Yuening sighed silently and decided not to think about it for the time being.She looked down at Xie Zitao, who still buried his face in her shoulder, and shouted softly.

"Zitao, be obedient and go back with your uncle, okay? Do you still remember what you promised the teacher just now?"

Hearing Song Yuening's voice, Xie Zitao raised his head cautiously.He first glanced at Xie Mingyuan who was standing behind him, then at Song Yuening, with drooped eyebrows, and responded in a dull voice.

"Remember, I want to apologize to my uncle and grandpa, and promise that I will never run away from home without saying a word next time."

Song Yuening smiled happily, put a hand on his cheek and pinched it gently.

"Your uncle is here now. He has heard your apology, but grandpa has not heard you say sorry yet."

Song Yuening patted his back and asked him in a coaxing tone.

"Zitao, think about it. Grandpa finally found you and wanted to take you home, but you said no. Will he be very sad?"

Xie Zitao bit his mouth and nodded, then spoke in a low voice.

"I know I was wrong, Teacher Song. I will go home with my uncle now and apologize to grandpa."

Seeing that he finally stopped resisting, Song Yuening breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Xie, please wait a moment while I go get Zitao's baseball cap."

Xie Mingyuan nodded, watching her figure disappear into the living room, his eyes suddenly fell on the table in the living room.

There are mobile phone holders and notebooks on the small living room table, and there are several markers of different colors not far away.

Xie Mingyuan walked over and didn't pick it up and read it casually. He just took a quick glance and knew the purpose of these things.

"Uncle, what's the matter?"

Xie Zitao was held in Xie Mingyuan's arms and looked up at him with some confusion.

"It's nothing."

Xie Mingyuan looked away from the crude equipment on the table, his eyes dim.

He knew that these were the work equipment Song Yuening used to record videos, but... they were too rough.

When Song Yuening came out with a baseball cap, she happened to see Xie Mingyuan standing in front of the table and looking down at the things he put on it.

"Mr. Xie?" Song Yuening hesitated and called him.

The latter raised his eyes and looked in her direction, his eyes becoming dark and deep.

"I can help you if you need it."

Whether it's helping Song Yuening change a new set of equipment or pushing the video she shot to the top of the hot search list, he can do it.

help her?

Song Yuening blinked slightly and quickly realized what he was talking about, and she burst into laughter for a moment.

She walked to the table and started to pack up all the things and put them in one place. Then she looked up at Xie Mingyuan's narrow peach blossom eyes and said serious and firm refusal.

"Mr. Xie, I appreciate your kindness, but I want to work harder on my own to see how far I can go, so I won't bother you."

More importantly, she didn't want to owe Xie Mingyuan any more favors.

Song Yuening's attitude was very firm. Even if Xie Mingyuan wanted to help her, it would be hard for her to say anything.

After taking Xie Zitao back to Xie's house, he called his assistant.

"Go check which short video platform Song Yuening is on now."

The assistant moved quickly and found the name of the platform in a short time.

Xie Mingyuan responded calmly: "From today on, whenever she releases a new video, we will send a wave of traffic to her."

"Don't be too conspicuous, don't let her find out. Do you understand?"

Although the assistant didn't understand why Xie Mingyuan had to covertly praise someone, he still said "I know" honestly.

(End of this chapter)