Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

"Mengmeng!" Song Qian exclaimed and ran to the house.

A fireman stopped Song Qian. "Miss, this building is temporarily sealed off. You can't go in now."

"My house is on fire, and my daughter is still inside!" Song Qian said urgently.

"We've already sent someone in, please..." Before the fireman could finish his sentence, Song Qian had already blocked him and rushed in.

The firemen chased after her, but song qian felt like a gust of wind and couldn't hold her steady.

"Mengmeng!" Song qian ran up the stairs and shouted for help. "Mengmeng, where are you?"

Song Qian immediately ran up to the eighth floor. Several firefighters were putting out the open fire, and there was no sign of Qian Mengmeng in the bedroom.

"Where's my daughter!" Song Qian was in a state of unprecedented panic. "Where is she?"

"Miss, we checked the scene. Except for everything at home, there were no casualties." Said the fireman.

Song Qian breathed a sigh of relief and looked around. Almost everything in the room had been burned down. The only thing she should be happy about right now was that she didn't clean the house last night.

Otherwise, she would waste her energy cleaning up the house and burning it down again.

"What was the cause of the fire?" Song Qian asked.

The fireman had never seen anyone start a fire as calm as Song Qian, so he replied, "The preliminary check showed that someone set the fire on purpose."

On purpose?

Song Qian frowned, and then Qian Mengmeng's voice rang out, "Mommy!" Qian Mengmeng ran over and hugged Song Qian. "Mommy, you're finally back!"

"Mengmeng." Song Qian picked up his daughter. "Are you hurt anywhere?"

"I'm fine. The fire ran away with me." Qian Mengmeng said.

Song Qian carried Qian Mengmeng away and whispered, "Did you set the fire?"

According to song qian's judgment, qian mengmeng could run away in the first place, and the cause of the fire was man-made, so it was likely that Qian Mengmeng deliberately set fire to the house in order to return to the the Pei family villa.

"I didn't." Qian mengmeng pouted as if she had been wronged. "I just happened to see someone setting a fire and chasing them out, so I wasn't hurt."

Song Qian did not pursue it and whispered, "As long as people are fine."

"Who wants to harm us?" Qian Mengmeng asked.

Song Qian shook her head. She believed that Qian Mengmeng would not lie, but the man who set the fire seemed to have only intended to burn down the house and had no intention of hurting anyone.

But why?

Song Qian couldn't figure it out.

The neighbors didn't see much of each other. When they saw Song Qian's house burned down, they all came over to comfort him. They were more curious and gossiping about the cause of the fire.

Song Qian was too lazy to care. Anyway, the house belonged to Xiao Honglian. Now that it was burned down, he had to deal with it, so he took Qian Mengmeng to find a hotel to stay in.

"Mommy, are we really not going back to big brother?" Qian Mengmeng asked for advice for the nth time, his big eyes shining with anticipation.

"Haven't you ever heard of' a good horse doesn't eat grass'?" Song Qian asked, "Just that old villa. It's like a haunted house. Please don't even ask me to go back!"

She said angrily, "He kicked us out."

Qian Mengmeng retorted reluctantly, "Mommy obviously came out on her own. Big brother didn't let us go at all!"

"Judging by his cold attitude towards me, does he have to speak with his mouth?" Song Qian muttered.

"But..." Qian Mengmeng blinked. "No! Mommy, are you angry?"

Qian Mengmeng concluded, "Mommy never gets angry with anyone, unless that person really did something too much. There is another possibility that you care about him."

Qian Mengmeng's eyes lit up. "Mommy! You don't like big brother, do you?"

Song Qian rapped Qian Mengmeng on the head very rudely and said with a big reaction, "Liking him is something that a little fool like you in the appearance association can do!"

Not far away, Kang Lu was driving a black land rover. Pei Yilin and Cheng Xian were sitting in the back seat, and Song Qian's voice was heard in the car.

"Hey!" Cheng Xian looked at Qian Mengmeng and Song Qian in surprise. "It's them!"

Pei Yilin's eyes almost didn't turn away. Kang Lu parked the car in front of Song Qian. Cheng Xian asked enthusiastically, "Mengmeng, Auntie Song, where are you going?" I'm so happy about this encounter.

As soon as Qian Mengmeng saw Pei Yilin, she wanted to get into the car. Thinking of her determination, she could only put on a pitiful expression and said in a low voice, "Our house has been burned down by some bad guy. Mommy is going to take me under the bridge to be neighbors with beggars."

Song qianzhi was in the dark. She was obviously going to find a hotel to stay in, wasn't she?

Song Qian couldn't help but look at Pei Yilin, even though he was unwilling.

It was better not to look. Seeing his disregard, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart and wanted to beat him up.

"How did the house burn down?" Kang Lu was obviously in a hurry. "Bodyguard Song, don't you have the money to stay in a hotel now?"

"We have no money." Qian Mengmeng said, squeezing out two bean-sized tears.

Kang Lu looked at Pei Yilin, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Boss Pei, Bodyguard Song didn't do anything wrong. Why don't you let her go back to the villa?"

"Exactly!" Cheng Xian echoed, "Uncle pei, they are so pitiful."

Pei Yilin looked at Song Qian and said coldly, "My house is not a shelter."

Song Qian mumbled, "I haven't thought of going yet!" Although she did not control herself just now, she looked forward to it a little.

"This is my real id card and account book. Put it on you first." Song Qian handed it in through the window. "I will find evidence as soon as possible to prove my innocence and Mengmeng's."

Pei Yilin took it and looked purposefully at the birthday column on his id card. Indeed, it was last month. The dark cloud that was tangled between his brows inexplicably dispersed.

"Big brother." Qian Mengmeng called out to Pei Yilin in his most pitiful voice, "You really don't want us to go back?"

"Mengmeng!" Song Qian felt that his face had been lost. "President pei, I won't waste your time. Goodbye."

Song Qian led Qian Mengmeng away with great backbone.

"Qian Mengmeng." Pei Yilin's lips moved. "Get in the car."

Qian Mengmeng quickly let go of Song Qian's hand and sat in the back seat. Song Qian's face changed and Cheng Xian shouted, "Auntie Song, come up too!"

Song Qian was stubborn and awkward, telling herself repeatedly in her heart: she only got in the car to look after her daughter!

When she arrived at the villa again, Song Qian felt that she seemed quite familiar with the place. When everyone saw that she was back, they all came up to greet her.

Xia erlan smiled at song. "You look so pretty in women's clothes!"

Song Qian said lazily, "You're all gorgeous beauties. I'm still comfortable in men's clothes."

Kang Lu found the bodyguard uniform for Song Qian. Song Qian took it and said to xia erlan, "I'll go change it."

At the door, song qian saw Pei Yilin there.

The two of them met in this way. Song Qian felt embarrassed and walked over bravely. Pei Yilin also walked towards her.

"You don't need a corset to dress up as a man." Pei Yilin said softly.

"Hmm?"

"You don't have a chest."

By the time Song Qian realized it, Pei Yilin had already gone into the study.

Song qian was so angry that he wanted to go in and taunt Pei Yilin, but after thinking about it, he seemed to have nothing to laugh at!

God!

Should it be so unfair...

The days began to pass without worry. Song Qian was sensitive to the fact that her life seemed to be drifting off course.

"Bodyguard Song." Pei Yilin's standard cold voice rang out, "Go to the' heart of the church' to buy pastries and eat them back."

"Why am I going again?" Song Qian was displeased. "I was a bodyguard. I worked as a nanny and as a logistics worker, but you didn't give me a raise!"

"Are you getting bolder again?" Pei Yilin raised his eyebrows. "Are you going or not?"

"No." Song Qian was upset. "You've been ordering me around for days, and you think I'm the maid you bought? Please get your mind back. This is modern. There are no maids."

Pei Yilin put down the pen in his hand, got up, and slowly approached Song Qian.

Song Qian slowly moved back, looking at the ambiguous light in Pei Yilin's eyes, but she was so guilty.

If, if he dared to underestimate her, would she want a left hook, a right sweep of her leg, or a back and forth attack?

Why was she so slow when she met him?

"Not really?" Pei Yilin asked.

The Pei Yilin in Song Qian's eyes widened unrestrictedly. Seeing that he was about to touch her, she stepped back and breathed a big sigh of relief as she dodged the kiss from Pei Yilin.

"I'll go." Song Qian compromised.

Instead of standing here and being teased by him and having nowhere to defend herself, she might as well go out and get some fresh air.

But what's so strange about this man?

Every time she was asked to go to zhixin hall to buy cakes, she had to take a bite of each piece to make sure it was not poisonous.

It seems that he quite likes that life!

Was her life worth nothing?

Song Qian greeted Pei Yilin's ancestors in his heart for 18 generations, and just arrived at the lobby on the first floor, he ran into a beautiful girl.

In china, there are three big families: pei, ye and xiang. Pei Yilin is the son of pei's parents, and Xiang Yuqing in front of Song Qian is the apple of the eye of the the Xiang family and Pei Yilin's fiancee.

"Where's lin?" Xiang Yuqing asked song qian.

Song Qian pointed to the study. Perhaps she had dressed up more as a man recently, and was actually interested in beautiful women.

Pei Yilin's voice rang out, "Why are you here?"

"Lin!" Xiang Yuqing pounced on Pei Yilin, but it was empty.

Pei Yilin looked at Song Qian, and Song Qian quickly withdrew his gaze and pretended to look at the walls as if nothing had happened.

Xiang Yuqing was still warm, close to Pei Yilin, and said gently, "We should get married! I'm here to pick you up."

Marriage?

Song Qian hesitated as he adjusted the sofa cover. Was that beautiful woman Pei Yilin's girlfriend?

"I already have a fiancee." Pei Yilin whispered and grabbed song qian by her side. "There's a child."

"Him?" Xiang Yuqing pointed at Song Qian. "Is he your child? Lin, stop teasing me! Ha ha ha -"

Pei Yilin lifted Song Qian's wig and her long, straight hair fell down like a waterfall. Song Qian subconsciously grabbed the wig and Pei Yilin's lips were already on her.

It was not once or twice that Song Qian had been taken advantage of for an indescribable kiss.

"You!"

"This is my fiancee." Pei Yilin announced proudly, "There's a girl upstairs. She's my daughter."