My Invincible Twin Babies

"Director Song, you can't do this. I'm your man."

Song Weiyu was amused by the coquettish Cheng Cheng. Only then did a smile appear on his cheek, which had no smile since he came back.

Lin Zimo has been watching her since Song Weiyu came in. Looking at her strong support, he asked, "aren't you happy at the dinner?"

"Huh?"

Song Weiyu's spiritual world is still immersed in the scenes just now with Huo Tianhao at the venue.

Hearing Lin Zimo's greetings, she took back her thoughts: "no, didn't you send me a message? I'm afraid I'll feel bad if the stars can't see me. I came back at the beginning."

"Yes." Lin Zimo didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask more.

The last sudden confession has successfully let song Weiyu not contact him.

He really didn't want to destroy the only stability between them.

It's true to want to have her.

It's also true to want to be with her.

Seeing that the atmosphere was inexplicably dignified, Cheng Cheng smiled and submitted the examination report in his hand to song Weiyu: "Director Song, here is Cheng Cheng's recent medical record. The doctor asked you to take the time to do a careful examination for her and listen to what she said. It seems that asthma has caused some problems."

"OK, help me arrange the time. Let's go tomorrow." The stars can't be delayed!

"Yes! Yes!" Cheng Cheng sees something wrong in the eyes of Lin Zimo and song Weiyu, so she doesn't stay much, and the stars fall asleep. There's no need for her to do anything here. She gets up and says hello to song Weiyu and is leaving.

Before Song Weiyu left him, Lin Zimo took the lead in saying, "Cheng Cheng, you stay with your director Song for a while. I'm leaving now. There are still two hours left for the court."

Lin Zimo's tall figure stood up from the sofa, and there was a faint smile on his gentle and jade appearance. "Call me whenever you need. I can't be late for the first court session today."

"So fast?"

"It's OK. It's been delayed for a week. This is the last court session at the end of the year. It's okay whether the party goes or not. I can go anyway." Lin Zimo picked up the briefcase on the high-end tea table, patted song Weiyu on the shoulder and left: "let's go."

"OK."

Song Weiyu really didn't want Lin Zimo to compete with him from the perspective of friends.

But she can't say.

The thing you fear most about feelings is that you don't love others and create an illusion of concern for others.

After Lin Zimo left, Cheng Cheng asked song Weiyu a question: "Director Song, what are you waiting for?"

Song Weiyu didn't quite understand her words, "what are you waiting for?"

Cheng Cheng took a deep breath and said with great care: "actually, your outsider should not participate in your love affair. I am afraid that if you are not afraid of your anger, I think Lin lawyer love you very much. He looks at your eyes... It's just like the 21 male models in the TV series. It's a bit distressed."

At least, it feels like this to her!

"We, impossible." Song Weiyu calmly replied to Cheng Cheng.

He is just a friend to her.

I used to be a friend, and now I am.

"So, who is director Song waiting for? The child's father?" Cheng Cheng sometimes really doesn't understand song Weiyu. The time they spend together is neither long nor short. Song Weiyu is like a fog, which is unpredictable.

Hearing Cheng Cheng say that the child's father, song Weiyu's eyes darkened on the spot.

"I'm sorry... Director Song, I said the wrong thing." Cheng Cheng knows he's saying something wrong, but what he says is like pouring water... He can't take it back at all.

Song Weiyu's thoughts were recalled by her. A few years ago, everything on that night seemed to have happened yesterday, which is still fresh in my mind.

"Cheng Cheng, you're busy too! I want to wait by myself." Song Weiyu's face was not very good-looking. He turned around and ordered him to leave. He walked upstairs.

Cheng Cheng wants to stop song Weiyu and explain to her. He looks at her back and gives up.

"Director Song... I..."

Song Weiyu ignored her and walked directly to the bedroom.

Cheng Cheng scolded himself and scolded himself: "I don't know why this mouth can't pass through the brain!"

It doesn't matter to offend anyone, but song Weiyu... Don't be too nice to her.

Cheng Cheng takes another look in the direction of song Weiyu, and then he doesn't want to leave.

Song Weiyu returned to the bedroom, changed his formal clothes and slept in bed in his pajamas.

She looked at the ceiling blankly for a long time.

The man in the past——

Things have passed for too long, and some very memorable things have been forgotten, except this one.

Vaguely, the bottom of my heart seemed to have a voice telling her all the time.

This man is right beside you, not far from you.

Song Weiyu fell asleep unconsciously. When she woke up again, it was dark outside the French window.

The white snow sets off the lights in the villa and vaguely reflects the figure at the door.

Yang Yang?

Song Weiyu wanted to pour a glass of water. When he saw Yangyang, he couldn't care about anything else. He ran to the door, opened the door and held Yangyang to the house: "Yangyang, how did you come here in the middle of the night? Where's your father? Where's your aunt? They'll be very worried if you run out like this."

Yang Yang as like as two peas love Huo Tianhao: "Daddy... He brought a dislike aunt back. I don't like it. I just want daddy to take you home to me as mommy."

"Annoying aunt?" Ann Feifei?

Huo Tianhao took anfeifei home?

"Well, it's annoying!" Yang Yang smashed his mouth, rubbed his eyes and looked around: "where's sister Xingxing."

"She has a cold and is sleeping."

"Oh, let sister Xingxing have a good rest!" Yang Yang jumped onto the sofa and covered himself with a towel. He didn't have to worry about others at all.

It seems that I'm not going to leave.

"Yang Yang, do you want to live here tonight?" Song Weiyu was completely convinced by the little guy.

"Mommy, you're not in a hurry to settle accounts with that woman. Why should I go back?" Yang Yang covered his face with a towel quilt.

Song Weiyu: "..." she took a deep breath and turned to call Huo Tianhao.

Fortunately, it's close to here. Otherwise, what if something happens in this winter?

The phone is connected.

Huo Tianhao didn't speak. Song Weiyu repeatedly thought that his mobile phone had no signal, and took it in his palm from his ear and looked at it for several times.

Yes, the signal is full.

She asked tentatively, "hello?"

At this meeting, there was a leisurely reply: "it's eleven o'clock. What's the matter with Director Song Calling me in the middle of the night?"