Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

Knowing his cooking skills, Pei Yilin was ready to be hit.

No, Song Qian closed his eyes tightly after eating the fruit.

Then, fifteen seconds later, she opened her eyes, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Who... Made this dish?" Song Qian's voice trembled.

This familiar smell, except for that person, no one else.

"Isn't it delicious?" Pei Yilin asked nervously.

Now he was the only one in the kitchen who handled the dishes except the chef. If Song Qian really said that the food was not delicious, he really didn't know who to blame.

The last time I looked for Faang Zikuang, this time...

"No..." Song Qian shook his head and slowly swallowed the holy virgin fruit after it had been refined.

The familiar smell warmed her eyes.

Was it him? Was it master wang who had seen his brother for the last time?

"If not, then eat more." Pei Yilin breathed a sigh of relief, took a fork and put another holy virgin fruit in Song Qian's bowl.

Song Qian swallowed his hand, chewed it slowly, and looked at Pei Yilin again.

Pei Yilin knew what she wanted to ask and stopped her from talking, "I'll tell you when you finish this meal."

"Really?"

"Really!" Pei Yilin looked at song qian with certainty. She took the rice on the tray and ate it gracefully with the dishes.

Qian mengmeng, who was waiting by the side, saw her mother gulp down the food and couldn't help herself. She took the small fork and rice and quickly ate it.

At the entrance, she was shocked, and then she gave Pei Yilin a thumbs-up in admiration, meaning, "Daddy, you're so delicious, you're number one!"

Pei Yilin stood by and watched the mother and daughter eat happily. Finally, he smiled and took out the remaining portion of rice. He picked up his cooking and chewed it slowly.

At first, Pei Yilin ate very slowly, but later, as Song Qian ate faster, he ate faster.

Finally, when Song Qian finished two small bowls of rice and half of the dishes, Pei Yilin also stopped fighting.

Mengmeng, continue eating. Mommy and daddy have something to talk about." Qian Mengmeng was obviously not as fast as the two of them. When both of them finished eating, she still had more than half of the rice in her bowl, and the dishes, she had just eaten a few pieces of meat.

"Okay, daddy." Qian Mengmeng looked intently at the dishes on the plate, as if he had no time to worry about Song Qian and Pei Yilin.

Song Qian didn't want Qian Mengmeng to know about that either, so she told the people next to her to serve Qian Mengmeng for dinner. She followed Pei Yilin to the study.

"Who made this dish? Was he a fat, amiable middle-aged man? Is he here now?" As soon as he entered the room, Song Qian asked in a series of questions.

When Pei Yilin heard this, he knew that the chef he had found had an extraordinary relationship with Song Qian.

But what did he ever do to Song Qian that Song Qian couldn't forget?

"Pei Yilin, tell me, won't you?" Song Qian was very excited.

Chef Wang had found him, so she could ask him where her brother was. How could she not be excited?

Recently, she had a very ominous feeling that her brother was by her side, silently protecting her, but she did not know who he was, and even when he might be in trouble, she could not save him.

"Qian, this is the only one. I have a video of him here." Pei Yilin eventually gave Song Qian the video that Chef Wang had recorded.

Song Qian took it and opened it with trembling hands. When she saw the big, familiar hands inside, she almost sobbed, "Uncle Wang, it's you. It's really you?"

"Qian, has he ever helped you?" Pei Yilin's eyes dimmed.

He finally made a decent meal, but Qian didn't praise him. Instead, he asked him about the chef.

Could it be that this chef had interacted with Song Qian and helped Song Qian a lot, so she couldn't tell that the dish just now was his craftsmanship and it was filled with his love?

Pei Yilin had an idea in his mind. He wanted to find that person as soon as possible to reunite him with Song Qian.

"Qian, actually if you want to..." He opened his mouth and was about to say something when someone knocked on the door of the study. Then Wu Qing walked in anxiously. "President, something happened to the SK Group."

Wu Qing said as he looked at Song Qian. Seeing that Song Qian seemed still focused on the video and did not look at himself, he heaved a long sigh of relief.

In the past, he had hurt song qian to that extent because he could not see clearly where Song Qian was in Boss Pei's heart and thought that pei would be invincible without her.

However, he did not expect that when song qian returned to Boss Pei, he would be the most invincible.

Only then did Wu Qing realize that Song Qian was Pei Yilin's missing rib. Only when Song Qian was safe and happy could Pei Yilin be happier.

So, Wu Qing thought about everything and knew that if he wanted to repay Pei Yilin's grace, he could only protect him and Song Qian and their happiness.

At this moment, seeing Song Qian again, Wu Qing put away his hatred for Song Qian and directly told Pei Yilin that the SK Group had sued song qian for embezzling public funds, forging seals and commercial espionage.

"Has the court accepted it?" Pei Yilin frowned.

The judge of the court had always been on good terms with Pei Yilin, and he would inform him in advance whenever it was about Pei Yilin.

But today's incident was obviously blocked by someone.

"Yes." Wu Qing answered, as if to answer Pei Yilin's question. He continued, "The judge of the court was specially transferred from another province. That person seemed to have known about Z City's complicated business relationship. As soon as he entered Z City, he targeted our Muhua Group. Now because the SK Group is suing Song Qian for commercial espionage on behalf of the Muhua Group, the judge invited the president to sit in on the trial."

"I see." Pei Yilin responded faintly and looked to the side. Although Song Qian was calm, there seemed to be a flash of surprise in his eyes.

I'm afraid she didn't expect Jiayuan Yin to retaliate in this way when she took Qian Mengmeng away from Jiayuan Yin's Star Alliance.

"Qian, don't worry. You don't have to attend this case." Pei Yilin took Song Qian's hand and his burning eyes made it impossible to look straight at him.

"Pei Yilin, this is my own business. I can handle it." Song Qian rejected coldly. "I have evidence in the company that proves that this has nothing to do with the Muhua Group. It also proves that I am not an economic criminal, but an intentional false accusation against me by the SK Group."

Song Qian's face turned cold. Thinking back on the scene, she was glad that her cautious personality gave her a way out.

"It's useless. That evidence has been destroyed." Pei Yilin said regretfully, explaining to the suspicious Song Qian, "After you left the SK Group for the Star Alliance, I let Wu Fangyun and the others go. As soon as they returned to the company, they went to your office to look for evidence. Although I was trying to stop you, with the help of some people, I still didn't leave all the evidence you had left behind."

"Some people?" Song Qian's face turned pale when she heard that. She could not imagine who Pei Yilin was talking about.

Pei Yilin didn't seem to want Song Qian to know who that person was. He patted Song Qian's hand, called the maid, and told her to take Song Qian down to rest. Then he called Wu Qing and left in a hurry.

Pei Yilin had been gone for three days. In three days, Song Qian couldn't sleep and eat well. Although Qian Mengmeng and cheng xian tried their best, they still couldn't make her obey.

At this moment, sitting in the garden, Qian Mengmeng frowned and looked at his mother, who was clearly out of her mind, although she looked good.

In fact, although it was a difficult matter, daddy should be able to solve it, right?

After all, he's a business tycoon in this place, and he's very capable of public transportation!

Mummy, you don't have to worry. This will be over soon." Qian mengmeng held Song Qian's hand. Song Qian looked down at her with a warm smile.

"Mommy's fine. Mengmeng, what about you? Are you feeling well? Why is your face so pale?" Song Qian looked down at Qian Mengmeng. Her face seemed a little paler than before. Did she have a relapse?

Seeing the panic in Song Qian's eyes, Qian Mengmeng smiled. She was in good health now. There was no accident. She could live for two or three years. Maybe she could help mommy take care of her little brother!

"Mommy, Mengmeng, I'm sorry to tell you." Qian Mengmeng pouted, a little shy.

"What happened?" Seeing that Mengmeng seemed to be trying to dodge, Song Qian's face suddenly turned cold. "Mengmeng, if you..."

"Mommy, it was Mengmeng who secretly used the sunscreen daddy bought you!" Qian Mengmeng then told the truth. "Daddy didn't want mommy to have bad skin because she was pregnant, so he asked uncle Wu Qing to buy a set of cosmetics for mommy. Although these cosmetics were said to be exclusive for pregnant women, Mengmeng was still a little worried, so mengmeng took one and sent it back to her colleagues for tissue testing, while the other part, Mengmeng personally tried it to ensure that it was really safe and harmless!"

"Er..." Song Qian heard this and three black lines slid down her forehead. "Mengmeng, you're still too young. You can't use this cosmetics. Besides, you really don't have to lie to mommy."

"Mommy, Mengmeng knows." Seeing that Song Qian had changed the subject, qian mengmeng heaved a sigh of relief and stepped forward. She grabbed Song Qian's arm and played coquettish with her. "Mommy, you can't eat or sleep well these three days. Mengmeng was worried about you, so he came up with this idea. Mommy, Mengmeng was going to be a clown with your sunscreen. But cheng xian said that it was too ugly. Hmph, I was born beautiful. I can act very ugly!"

"It really won't look good." Song Qian said truthfully, finally smiling.

The haze that Jiayuan Yin had created for her dissipated at this moment. She bent down and tried to pick Qian Mengmeng up.

But one of them walked ahead of her. When he carried Qian Mengmeng into his arms, he still did not forget to frown at Song Qian, "Qian, it seems that you always don't listen to me."

"Do I need to listen to you?" Song Qian looked up at Pei Yilin. Pei Yilin seemed to be too busy with his beard. In three days, he had changed from a beardless man to a handsome uncle with a sexy beard.

Tsk tsk, this man, is he so charming?