CEO, Your Wife Is Back

Song qingran glanced at her for about three seconds. He didn't know what to think. He did something that surprised him afterwards.

With his long arm outstretched, he took the bowl in front of her, "come here."

Although his tone was still cold, his actions were not cold at all.

The little girl jumped down from the position opposite him and ran quickly, her small face raised high, full of laughter.

Such a sweet smile makes no one angry.

Song qingran once killed two bottles of Raffi on the wine table, deterred a large number of people and tried to bully his young people. He also won full applause on the board of directors, but he didn't feed others. He was still a five-year-old child.

Song Xiwu looked at him with wide eyes, and his small pink mouth opened and closed to accept the meal sent by him. Bolt a few mouthfuls down, "uncle, it's nice ~"

"Food doesn't speak." song qingran frowned.

Song Xi fogged his mouth and silently ate the food he fed.

Song qingran's face was not good throughout the whole process. If she hadn't been quiet at dinner, I'm afraid she would have been impatient.

"Just this once." after feeding her, song qingran took a detour.

The little girl's black glazed eyes turned and didn't speak.

In the next three days, song Xiwu really refreshed song qingran's patience again and again.

"Hello, uncle ~"

At breakfast the next day.

Song Xiwu ran directly to song qingran with a bowl. Said with his head up.

Song qingran looked at the bowl she held high and almost touched his chin. "What did I say yesterday?"

The little girl's cheerful and bright eyes gradually faded, and her hands slowly retracted, "but I think uncle hello..."

Song qingran took it over and said coldly, "I don't want to have a third time."

He thought it must be his last compromise, but in fact

More than 11 noon, the same place.

Song Xiwu peeked at the person opposite. After a meeting, he heard a little voice like a cat, "Uncle..."

Song qingran was unmoved. "Either call aunt Yang or eat by herself."

She didn't want to do either, so she bowed her head and stopped talking.

Half an hour later, song qingran had finished eating, but the little girl's food still didn't move.

"Miss Xiwu, it will be cold if you don't eat any more." aunt Yang coaxed nearby.

Song Xiwu hung long eyelashes and did not say a word or move.

Song qingran glanced at her and suddenly ordered, "clean up the table."

"Sir..." aunt Yang was surprised, but she dared not say what she wanted to say to him.

Knowing his temperament, aunt Yang looked at the stubborn little girl. He sighed in his heart and came forward to remove all the things from the table.

Without lunch, Song Xi was lying on the sofa all afternoon. The little man was silent and distressing. Aunt Yang gave her some children's favorite snacks, but she didn't even want to eat snacks. She turned her head and didn't speak.

In this way, until the evening, the little child's physical strength was already small. In addition, he didn't drop rice all day, his hungry face turned white, and the whole person was even less angry.

Aunt Yang looked in her eyes. Although she didn't know the child for a few days, she was a mother. Where could she see the child suffer.

She hurriedly called song qingran. Song qingran was still processing documents in the company and hurried back after hearing the news.

"You're back, sir." aunt Yang was very anxious.

Just came back from outside, song qingran's face was very ugly.

Aunt Yang was frightened when she saw his face. She didn't dare to say anything at the back. Seeing him striding towards the sofa, she looked at the child lying on the sofa with some worry. She didn't even know whether her call was good or bad.

Song qingran angrily walks to the sofa. Song Xiwu is lying there feebly. Hearing the voice behind him, his small body trembled. He was sensitive to the latter's anger, but he was still stubborn and refused to speak.

"Don't eat or drink, huh?"

Song qingran was very angry. When Aunt Yang said she didn't eat or drink, she lay there motionless. He was angry except angry. How stubborn!

But unexpectedly, he had not even started to teach her a lesson. As soon as the voice fell, the child was directly frightened to cry.

His voice was terrible. It was a child. Song Xiwu was scared to cry.

Song qingran was stunned and frowned, "what are you crying for?"

I had no strength to cry twice, but I had no strength to cry again, so I sobbed carefully and choked twice from time to time. I looked as poor as I wanted.

"Also, also said, said, will be good to me, good," "big, big, liar!" Song Xiwu sobbed. At last he began to cry again.

"I have good food and drink for you. I didn't beat you or scold you. What else do you want?" song qingran's face was dark.

"But, but children, children want, yes, care, ah," as she sobbed, the two ponytails on her head shook. With her small appearance, it's really cute.

Somehow, song qingran felt a little funny, but he was always rigid and serious. Even if I was amused, it only eased a little, only a little.

Cold hum, "I'm not old. I know a lot. When did I not care about you?"

The little man suddenly raised his head. His eyes were swollen like walnuts and red. "You don't feed people!"

Her mouth was flat, she wanted to cry or not, and her face complained.

Song qingran looked at her already unsightly eyebrows and frowned, "don't you have hands and feet?"

"But I, I just want you to feed, people just want uncle..." finally, I cried.

Seeing her and rubbing her eyes with her hands, song qingran grabbed her, "aunt Yang, take the ice."

Aunt Yang, standing far away, was relieved to see that he didn't mean to be angry. At the moment, I heard him ask for ice, and I answered repeatedly while preparing.

"Don't you want your eyes?" song qingran is not angry.

Coupled with his serious appearance, the child didn't know that he was concerned about her, and his flat mouth was a burst of grievance.

Aunt Yang, who came over with gauze and ice, saw that the scene was funny. Seeing that song qingran didn't mean to be angry, she gently reminded her, "Sir, she can't understand what she said. In fact, children are easy to coax. Just take your time."

He seems to be the kind of person who has the patience to coax children? Obviously not?

Song qingran sweeps aunt Yang from the corner of her eye. The latter is surprised and immediately doesn't dare to say anything.

"Wrap the ice in gauze and apply it to her." song qingran said in a deep voice.

"Yes, sir."

Aunt Yang answered and began to be busy. Just as she was holding an ice pack to help song Xiwu cover her eyes, she didn't expect the child to make trouble again.

"I don't want you! I want uncle, I want uncle..." she covered her eyes to prevent others from touching, and kept shouting uncle.

Song qingran only felt that her anger suddenly rushed to her forehead. The child, very good, could make him so angry, "aunt Yang, press her!"

Aunt Yang was so cruel that she was really rough, but the child was really fierce, so she had to coax her and cover her eyes.

It took an hour to stop. Song Xiwu's voice had been crying hoarse, and his eyes were still swollen.

She sat there, perhaps hoarse and uncomfortable, and suddenly calmed down.

Song qingran doesn't look very well. Thinking that she hasn't eaten, she tells aunt yang to go to the kitchen and get some food.

During this period, song Xiwu was quiet and quiet until aunt Yang came with a bowl of red bean porridge.

Aunt Yang was afraid that she would make song qingran angry. She was about to coax her, but she saw song Xiwu's small body shaking and slowly falling to one side.

"Miss Xiwu?"

Song qingran reacted faster than her. She rushed over earlier and picked her up. "Call Dr. Wang, come on!"

Although he had been sitting on the other side of the sofa reading newspapers before, in fact, his attention was always here, so he could react quickly when he saw the strange fog in Song Xi.

Dr. Wang is song qingran's family doctor. He is on call at any time. After receiving a call from Aunt Yang, he rushed over in 20 minutes.

The little man's eyes are closed in Song qingran's arms, and his white face will hurt anyone who sees it.

"Miss Xiwu is a little dehydrated. Coupled with excessive sadness, she will faint after another day of hunger. In theory, it's no big deal, but it's not a small matter. After all, the child is still young, so we should pay more attention." Dr. Wang said after Song Xiwu's routine examination.