Chapter 186

The night wind was a bit chilly, and the cool air in the underground parking garage was even stronger. You Qian grabbed the blanket covering her body tightly and heard rhythmic footsteps slowly approaching.

After a while, the driver Xiao Zhang stopped beside the nanny's car, looked at You Qian with a smile, stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation, and said, "Madam, Mr. Song is waiting for you in the car."

Hearing Xiao Zhang's address, You Qian frowned slightly: "...Call me Miss You."

Xiao Zhang's smile froze, he didn't change his words according to the situation, and he didn't call You Qian again, but he just continued to invite him, showing a very tough attitude.

Zhou Jia stopped beside You Qian with a look of defense on her face. She had already made a decision in her heart. If Qian Qian didn't want to see Mr. Song, then she had to try to stop her.

At this time, a bright light suddenly shot over, and saw another car coming from the parking garage. After the owner of that car left, considering the people coming and going here, You Qian thought about his identity, and it would inevitably cause trouble. Excuse me, then open the door.

The closer you got to Song Zhicheng, You Qian felt that his chest was getting tighter and tighter, and he couldn't breathe out the air pressure in his chest, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Xiao Zhang led the way, and when he arrived, the window immediately lowered, revealing Song Zhicheng's handsome face, he slowly raised his head, and looked at You Qian with deep eyes.

Seeing that she was still wearing a dinner dress, showing her arms and slender legs, You Qian shrank back quietly when the cool wind hit, Song Zhicheng's eyes sank slightly.

Xiao Zhang opened the car door: "Madam, get in the car."

You Qian stood beside her, shaking her head: "If you have anything, just talk about it here." There's no need to take his car, and after getting in, where will he take himself?

Xiao Zhang took a peek at Song Zhicheng, but Song Zhicheng pursed his lips and remained silent, so he had no choice but to speak again: "Madam, it's convenient to talk in the car."

You Qian spoke sharply and reiterated her position again: "Xiao Zhang, I told you, please call me Ms. You." After all, the two are really divorced, and calling this kind of title again, Song Zhicheng is not awkward, she feels awkward .

Xiao Zhang choked.

silence……

The air pressure in Song Zhicheng's body suddenly sank, and this great oppressive feeling quickly spread to everyone present. You Qian didn't lower her head, she stared stubbornly at Song Zhicheng in the car.

Song Zhicheng's face darkened immediately.

Xiao Zhang looked at You Qian, and then at Song Zhicheng, knowing that it was not the time for him to speak out, so he quickly shut his mouth tightly, sensibly treating himself as a transparent person.

The door opened.

Seeing Song Zhicheng get out of the car, You Qian couldn't help but look inside the car, but unfortunately, he didn't see the baby, and his heart suddenly throbbed in uncontrollable pain.

You Qian didn't know what she was expecting?She clearly knew that even if Gun Gun was in the car, she didn't intend to take a look at him, because she had told herself that there was no fate between mother and child when they were two.

Song Zhicheng's stern eyebrows did not let go of any subtle changes on You Qian's face. Of course, he had a panoramic view of her quietly observing the behavior in the car just now. Thinking of this, Song Zhicheng's face looked a little better.

Seeing Song Zhicheng come out, You Qian decided to break the silence by herself: "President Song, what do you want from me?"

You Qian's detached tone, his appearance of setting boundaries with himself, and keeping a distance on purpose, made Song Zhicheng very uncomfortable, and a rage quickly accumulated in his chest.

The black mist fell, and the rain was about to come. This can probably describe the current atmosphere. Anyway, just now, Xiao Zhang and Zhou Jia had deliberately kept a certain distance away, so that the two people in the center of the storm could talk.

Looking at Song Zhicheng's face, You Qian thought that he was about to get angry, but seeing that Song Zhicheng hadn't acted, he couldn't help feeling a little strange.

Song Zhicheng stared at You Qian with dark eyes, pursed his lips tightly, and put on a sullen face, finally suppressing the irritability, he didn't speak, just took off his coat, and opened it to put it on You Qian.

Song Zhicheng's movements were caught off guard, and You Qian was about to dodge immediately. Song Zhicheng's hand paused slightly, his dark eyes radiated a gloomy light, and immediately, he couldn't help but forcefully put the suit jacket on You Qian.

The thick coat was put on her body, and Song Zhicheng's familiar breath came from the tip of her nose, as if being tightly embraced by Song Zhicheng. .

Now that you're divorced, you have to break it cleanly, and don't even think about seeing your son in the future.

Didn't Song Zhicheng say these words himself?

Is he going to repent?
is it possible?
You Qian kept churning in her heart. Song Zhicheng's presence was too strong, which made her very uncomfortable. She wanted to take off Song Zhicheng's coat, but Song Zhicheng's two iron arms tightly clamped her shoulders to prevent her from moving. He tried his best, and You Qian was hitting the stone with a pebble. After thinking about it, she didn't move anymore, she raised her eyes and asked, "You can say it now, what did you ask me to do?"

Song Zhicheng pursed his lower lip and remained silent.

The atmosphere became more and more silent.

Song Zhicheng didn't utter a word for a long time, and he didn't explain the purpose of coming, which made You Qian feel powerless, because of his strong sense of oppression, his body couldn't help trembling slightly...

After a while, Song Zhicheng suddenly raised a hand, gently brushed Youqian's cheek upwards with his finger, and slowly moved it to her eyebrows and eyes. This move was too ambiguous and inexplicable, and Youqian's eyelashes could not help but After trembling, Song Zhicheng paused for a moment, and then gently kneaded her frowning brows with his fingertips.

The slightly cold fingers, like cold-blooded reptile snakes, did not bring you any pleasure, but made her feel a chill from the bottom of her heart.

"What are you doing?" You Qian almost screamed.

Hearing her scream, Song Zhicheng stopped his hands abruptly. He lowered his eyes, looked at the retracted fingers, and was speechless.

You Qian didn't care what Song Zhicheng was thinking, she opened her eyes and looked at Song Zhicheng defensively.

Song Zhicheng came back to his senses in an instant, his brows were cold, and he said flatly: "I just want to tell you that even if I die, you don't want to find another man."

"Heh..." You Qian twitched the corner of her mouth, too lazy to say any more unnecessary words.

Regardless of You Qian's reaction, Song Zhicheng continued, "I won't hide his mother's identity from my son, so you should take care of yourself and don't make any messy things that will affect your child's growth."

You Qian bit her lip and asked, "Have you finished?"

Song Zhicheng glanced at You Qian, did not answer, and continued, "Every word I said just now is serious."

So, it means don't try to take his words on deaf ears?
You Qian twitched the corners of his mouth: "I heard it, but I have nothing to do with you other than having a relationship with your son, so forgive me for not being able to do what you asked me to do."

 Song Zhicheng: Today is another day of losing fans, life is really hard┑( ̄Д ̄)┍

  Thank you: Celadon, Changsha Quan Zhilong, I don't know, Unintentional ←_←, Michael Man and other little angels for their rewards, okay?
  
 
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