Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 187
"Let go!" Because of Song Zhicheng's unreasonable entanglement, after a short period of confusion, You Qian returned to his cold appearance, and demanded coldly.

Song Zhicheng listened but did not hear.

"Let go!" she continued to demand.

Song Zhicheng pretended not to hear it on purpose, instead, he leaned into her ear and said softly: "I will stay in Haicheng for a few days, will you live with me in a villa in Haicheng?"

"I'll ask someone to arrange it. I'll prepare your change of clothes, daily necessities, etc., and you will go back with me now?" While speaking, Song Zhicheng reached out and picked up You Qianpiao's ear, which was next to his ear. A strand of hair, although what he said was an interrogative sentence, his tone was undoubtedly affirmative.

Being tough and leaving no room for negotiation has always been Song Zhicheng's style.

You Qian endured it, and almost couldn't help biting him.I thought Song Zhicheng must have forgotten one thing, right?He must have forgotten that the two of them have divorced, right?
Song Zhicheng was so keen, of course he felt You Qian's exuberant anger, he pursed his lips, struggled for a moment, and finally explained unwillingly: "Don't you really want to see your son? I brought him here to show you."

He never thought about accepting the invitation to the Golden Flower Film Festival in Haicheng, but because she wanted to participate, Song Zhicheng took advantage of the situation and agreed.

You Qian sneered, and interrupted his self-talk: "Who did you hear that I miss my son?"

Song Zhicheng's heart sank slightly, and his face slowly turned from red to black.

You Qian continued: "He is your son, not mine."

Back then, Song Zhicheng forcibly took his son away and refused to let him take him. He cried and begged him, but he didn't let go of his promise. When he forcibly killed his son and forcibly lost custody, what he did...

Have you forgotten?

Selective amnesia?
Song Zhicheng heard You Qian's sneer, his face turned pale, and his heart, which had always been cold, shrank suddenly, as if being grabbed and kneaded maliciously by others, and there were bursts of tingling in his heart.

Song Zhicheng's face was sullen and his mouth was biting so that he could not strangle the person in his arms to death.

You Qian frowned, and confronted Song Zhicheng silently, but Song Zhicheng's strength tightened again and again, and You Qian was almost out of breath under his pressure. Even so, she never asked Song Zhicheng to let go of herself.

"You and your son have nothing to do with me now. Do you want to tell him that his mother is me? This is your decision and has nothing to do with me... So, stop interfering in my life."

If you talk about hurting things, You Qian admits that she is not much less than Song Zhicheng. Although she can't guess why Song Zhicheng changed his mind and let her meet her son, it doesn't prevent You Qian from provoking him with words.

The air pressure in the cabin suddenly dropped.

Song Zhicheng's temples throbbed faintly, he endured it and did not speak.

You Qian saw that he was still holding onto her tightly, full of helplessness and annoyance, and also a little sore and swollen, it was extremely uncomfortable.If Song Zhicheng wanted to, she couldn't avoid it at all, she couldn't hide...

What kind of mentality should we use to face Song Zhicheng?

Hating her own powerlessness, hating her own weakness, You Qian felt extremely uncomfortable, so she turned her eyes to her son. The child had a peaceful and innocent sleeping face. Just by opening her eyes and watching, You Qian felt that the haze in her heart was gradually dispelled.

The tense atmosphere, once again because of the sleeping Song Gungun, the two endured at the same time, and did not fight fiercely again.

Silence.

You Qian said, "You should let me go."

Song Zhicheng let go of his hand a little bit, and You Qian wanted to get off of him, passed Song Zhicheng, picked up the blanket that Song Gungun had kicked away, and covered Song Gungun again.

Her movements were extremely gentle, her eyes were gentle, and her black and white eyes were full of tenderness.

So, what you said just now are all angry words, right?
Thinking of this, Song Zhicheng's cold eyes regained a little warmth.

For fear that his son would catch a cold, You Qian just covered him with a blanket. Song Gungun was sleeping soundly, but for some reason, he suddenly opened his eyes...

Caught off guard, You Qian met those ignorant black eyes, and she stared at him blankly.

Song Gungun just woke up, suddenly seeing things, his eyes may be uncomfortable, suddenly he stretched out his little paw, and rubbed his face vigorously, because he didn't use enough force, it was a coincidence that he caught his eyes.

"Wow..." His mouth shrunk and he cried.

"Huh?" You Qian heard the crying, and hurriedly hugged Song Gungun: "Where did you catch it?"

"Show mom."

"Wow..." Song Gungun nestled in his mother's arms, pursed his mouth and continued to cry.

Hearing her son's cry, You Qian felt distressed immediately, and she didn't care to fight with Song Zhicheng. She checked carefully and found that her eyes were red, but there was nothing serious about it. The main reason for his crying was that a piece of skin in the corner of his eye was broken. , was scratched by his own nails.

You Qian grabbed Song Gungun's little paw, and sure enough, he saw a section of his pink and tender nail growing out.

Because the baby's skin is delicate, it is necessary to cut their nails in time, otherwise they will easily scratch themselves. After finding out the reason, You Qian's face turned black instantly, and he stared at Song Zhicheng with unfriendly eyes.

Song Zhicheng felt a little guilty and turned away his face slightly.

As early as when he heard his son crying, Song Zhicheng hastened forward, leaned on You Qian's knee, and carefully checked his son's condition. The reason why You Qian complained now was obviously due to his negligence.

After holding back for a few seconds, Song Zhicheng's earlobe turned red slightly, and he almost squeezed out a few words from his jaw: "I was negligent in the past few days and forgot to cut his nails."

You Qian listened and ignored Song Zhicheng.

Perhaps every girl, when she becomes a mother, automatically lights up the skills of raising children. After You Qian coaxed her a little, Song Gungun immediately stopped crying and giggled in You Qian's arms.

You Qian pursed her lips and smiled: "Why are you smiling, you idiot."

Song Gungun grinned and danced.

You Qian: "You little idiot, don't catch yourself next time."

Seeing the interaction between mother and son, Song Zhicheng softened his heart, but after hearing her say that his son is an idiot, he felt that he had to explain something to his son, so he said, "He is not an idiot."

On the contrary, his son is smart.

You Qian obviously heard what Song Zhicheng said, but felt that there was no need to pay attention to it, and continued to giggle at Song Gungun, "Gun Gun, tell mom, are you a little idiot?"

Song Gungun's dark eyes stared at Youqian, only giggling.

You Qian blinked at him, and the corners of her mouth showed a hint of narrowness: "It's a little idiot, just smile."

Song Gungun grinned: "Ahh..."

Not only did he smile, but he laughed very heartily, using his arms and legs, showing his teeth and claws, wishing You Qian could ask a few more questions.

Song Zhicheng's mood was very complicated.

But seeing You Qian was happy, his son smiled again, he endured it and didn't speak again.

　Goodnight everybody.

　　Thank you: I don't know about the rewards from the two little angels, Actor and Actor.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)