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Qin Youle finally reached an agreement with Qin Huai. She can stay alone outside or have contacts with song Tingchen, but make sure there is no love between men and women.

After talking with Qinhuai, Qin Youle obviously felt that Qinhuai's hostility to song Tingchen had gradually disappeared, and what he said was his affirmation of song Tingchen. Although the relationship between her and song Tingchen is still strongly opposed, it seems that she has not been as defensive as before.

It was new year's Eve in the twinkling of an eye.

S city became more noisy. After dinner, the streets were full of people walking together. After a busy and hard year, everyone gets together with family and friends.

Just as there is always a corner of the earth that cannot be illuminated by the sun, although there is a lively and happy scene everywhere, there are always a few places that seem a little deserted.

In such a large Song family villa, the lights set off the empty house more lonely.

Looking at the full meals on the table, song Lixian and Liu Min sitting opposite each other have no appetite, while Fu Bo and aunt Fu stand behind them and dare not say more.

Liu Min sighed after glancing at the wall clock. Although she had a quarrel with song Tingchen in the hospital a few days ago, she took the initiative to send a message to song Tingchen this afternoon, hoping that he would come back for dinner. However, the appointed time has passed, but song Tingchen has not come yet.

"Let's eat." Song Lixian said unhappily, "what are you waiting for? He won't come."

"Wait." Seeing song Lixian pick up chopsticks, Liu Min said excitedly, "maybe there's a traffic jam on the road. Wait another ten minutes."

"There's nothing to wait for." Song Lixian said discontentedly, "we are here waiting for him to come back for dinner. Maybe people are having a reunion dinner with his little wife now."

"Little wife?" Liu Min frowned. She looked at Song Lixian and said seriously, "Lixian, what are you talking about? Pay attention to your words."

"Minmin, they have got their marriage certificate." Song Lixian said angrily, "so they are now a legal couple."

"Madam, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that Liu Min rubbed her temples and supported her on the table, aunt Fu hurried forward and held her, "madam, what's wrong with you?"

"It's all right. I feel dizzy." Liu Min shook his head and said, "it's okay, it's okay."

"Min Min, don't think about song Tingchen any more." seeing that Liu Min is not feeling well, song Lixian said anxiously, "look at him. You don't even know to come to see you after you leave the hospital."

"All right, all right," Liu Min waved impatiently. "Stop talking. Just eat. Don't wait."

Song Lixian winked at Aunt Fu and uncle Fu.

They understood and immediately opened the food.

Just as Liu Min and song Lixian picked up chopsticks, the sound of a car came from outside. At this point in time, don't think it's song Tingchen.

"The young master must be back," said fuber, with a smile on his face. "I'll go out to meet him."

Liu Min was stunned. After hesitating for a second, she continued to extend her chopsticks to the plate. She was a little angry.

"The young master is back!" In order to arouse the atmosphere, Fubo deliberately raised his voice when he came in with song Tingchen.

"Young master, you are back," said Aunt Fu, who warmly took song Tingchen's coat. "Sir and madam have been waiting for you for a long time. There must be a traffic jam on the road."

While patting song Tingchen's coat, aunt Fu kept winking at him and motioned him to coax Liu min.

"Aunt Fu." Song Tingchen looked at Aunt Fu gratefully. Aunt Fu grew up watching him and loved him no less than her mother, so they were very close.

"Dad, mom." Song Tingchen approached the table, but Liu Min and song Lixian both bowed their heads and ignored him.

"Mom, this is for you." Song Tingchen handed Liu Min a box of cakes.

Liu Min didn't even lift her head. She was really angry. After that day, song Tingchen didn't really see her once. Even today, he asked her to compromise first, so that she, a mother, could not be angry.

"Oh, this is another cake," said Aunt Fu in surprise. "Young master, when I wanted to buy it this morning, I found that the store was closed. How did you buy it?"

Hearing aunt Fu's words, Liu Min couldn't help raising her head. Liu Min can hardly eat because she has just been discharged from the hospital and is uncomfortable. These days, she only eats some cakes she has seen again. This is her favorite cake, which is made by a teacher Fu Chun after work.

"I specially called him and told him that my mother missed his cakes," song Tingchen said in a low voice. "I couldn't help being hard and soft. He promised to make one for me."

"That shop is also far away. Is it too late to get cakes?" Aunt Fu intended to find an excuse for song Tingchen.

"I miscalculated the time," song Tingchen said honestly. "Some things in the company were delayed, so I went late. Fortunately, the master made another one for me halfway."

"Why are you still working today?" Liu Min finally couldn't help saying that although she was angry with song Tingchen, her heart as a mother softened when she heard that song Tingchen specifically begged her boss for her and worked overtime on New Year's Eve.

"There are many things in the company." Song Tingchen said with guilt, "I wanted to come earlier, but the company really can't get away. The people in the company are working overtime. It's really bad for me to leave early."

Seeing that song Tingchen was thinner than she had seen a few days ago, Liu Min was very distressed.

But after all, her anger hasn't completely disappeared, so she just said calmly: "sit down. You haven't eaten yet. You must be hungry. If you know you have hypoglycemia, you should eat on time."

Aunt Fu quickly filled a bowl of soup for song Tingchen and said, "young master, drink a few drinks quickly. Look at you now. The dark circles under your eyes are so serious that you even have stubble. It's hard for you to think about bringing cakes to your wife."

Liu Min was a little moved, but she quietly interrupted aunt Fu's words: "aunt Fu, don't always think of making excuses for him. Let him have a good meal first."

"Yes." Aunt Fu closed her mouth bitterly, but her mouth still wore a victorious smile. After all, Liu Min's attitude and mood were much better than before.

The three people haven't sat together for a long time, but this time is different from the past. The table is no longer full of laughter. The three people eat in silence and worry about each other.

In less than ten minutes, the three people put down the dishes and chopsticks with tacit understanding. It was a reunion dinner, but it was tasteless.

"Please eat more, sir and madam." Seeing that the food had hardly moved, aunt Fu said anxiously, "you can't stand it if you just eat so much."

Liu Min and song Lixian looked at each other.

"Aunt Fu, you and uncle Fu go to dinner." Liu Min glanced at Song Tingchen and said calmly, "we have something to talk about. You can clean up these things later."

"Yes." Aunt Fu and uncle Fu looked at each other.

"I'll take these cakes up first." Liu Min glanced at the beautifully packaged cakes on the table and whispered, "I know your father and son have something to say, so I won't be there."

"Mom..." looking at Liu Min's lonely face and her obvious weight loss, song Tingchen said with some guilt, "I don't want to see you these two days. There are too many things in the company. I have to deal with them. You know, hundreds of people in our company follow me... "

Liu Min looked back at Song Tingchen and said softly, "take good care of your body."

This sentence contains too many feelings of Liu min. She was disappointed with song Tingchen. He chose Qin Youle. But as a mother, seeing her son working so hard, she couldn't help asking him to pay attention to his body.

"You too." Song Tingchen said sadly that he never thought that one day his relationship with Liu Min would be like this.

"How's it going? Do you regret it? " Until Liu Min went upstairs, song Lixian asked coldly.

Song Tingchen looked at Song Lixian's indifferent face. Suddenly, he felt that the man in his fifties had become a little strange. Before, he always thought that song Lixian's resolute face represented his perseverance and forbearance, but now he feels that he has become cold, cold and even cruel.

"I know you're the ghost at the bank," song Tingchen replied calmly, staring straight into song Lixian's eyes. "Dad, you don't know me very well. Do you think you'll make me shrink back?"

Song Lixian narrowed his eyes, put his arms around his chest and said coldly, "I heard that you are ready to mortgage the house."

"Who does business without some debt?" Song Tingchen said quietly, "you, the president of Chenxi, also owe a lot of loans in the bank?"

"Can a little TYA be compared to the dawn?" Song Lixian asked with a sneer, "Tingchen, you are just too young. Without the background of dawn, bank loans are not so easy to lend to you. "

"In other words, do you want to tell me that as long as you want to block me, I can't do anything?" Song Tingchen asked coldly. He thought that song Lixian might trip him, but he didn't think that song Lixian could break his capital chain.

Song Lixian touched his chin and didn't speak, but a look of pride flashed in his eyes. He could not tolerate anyone challenging his authority, even if it was his son.

"I won't admit defeat so easily." Song Tingchen leaned back against the back of his chair and whispered, "Dad, you still don't know your son very well. Since you are such a tough character, you should also think that I won't be weak."

"Do you think you can get through such difficulties?" Song Lixian's face was already smiling with victory. He firmly believed that song Tingchen's Taiya could not continue to operate.

"If I were so easily defeated, would I still be your son?" Song Tingchen stood up. He glanced at the time and said, "it's getting late. I believe you have a lot of work to do, so I won't waste your time."