152 This is my daughter

Dear friends, I've been really busy recently. I didn't update it yesterday, but I made it up today~~~~~

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"This is my personal matter, so I won't bother Mr. Song. However, my boyfriend has been very busy at work recently, and he loves me very much and absolutely believes that we give each other a lot of personal space.

"Real? It seems that the space you give each other is too big that you don't even know what your boyfriend is doing every day.

"What he does every day doesn't need to report to me." Zhou Yushu replied coldly.

"Do you want to know why he doesn't contact you now?"

After Song Chun's question, Zhou Yishu found that Han Jiaming had not contacted her for a long time. They used to have to have a meal together for at least one meal a week.

Song Chun didn't wait for Zhou Yishu to answer, but said to himself, "Because I helped him complete tens of millions of sales tasks, and the condition is that he can't contact you again."

"What are you talking about!?" Zhou Yushu looked at him in disbelief, "How can you do such a thing?"

"Ha, your own boyfriend is mercenary, but you questioned me instead?" Song Chun was a little angry with her, and the volume of his speech also increased.

Maybe this news is too sudden for Zhou Yushu. Although her relationship with Han Jiaming is not strictly a boyfriend and girlfriend, she also feels that it is good to end the relationship between the two people in this way. Originally, she did not want to continue to develop in depth, and there is no need to ask him face to face at this moment. But when such a thing happened to her, she still felt a little difficult to accept that her own interests had not been harmed, but she still had a feeling of being used.

"Mr. Song, what should be sent has also been given, and what should be said. I can get out of the car now." Zhou Yushu is very confused now. As she said, she opened the door and got out of the car.

She walked forward. Now it's the rush hour after work, and she can't get a taxi at all. Zhou Yushu looked at the time on her mobile phone. It was already six o'clock, and she had to pick up Xiaobao.

Zhou Yushu was anxious on the roadside when a black sports car stopped beside him.

"Come up." Song Chun put down the car window and opened his mouth coldly.

Zhou Yushu was anxious, but there was nothing she could do, so she had to bravely get into the car again.

"Where are you going?"

"Thumbs-up kindergarten." Zhou Yushu hesitated for a moment and still said.

She obviously felt that Song Chun's body next to her was frozen, her face became deeper and deeper, and the air in the car became depressing.

Neither of them was talking, and the car drove all the way to the door of the kindergarten.

"Thank you, Mr. Song." Zhou Yishu hurriedly got out of the car, and Song Chun also got out of the car and followed her slowly.

Zhou Yushu has no time to take care of him now. It was agreed that she would pick up Xiaobao for the weekend on Friday, because she had just started kindergarten this week, and she was worried that Xiaobao would not adapt in all aspects.

She entered the classroom and happened to see Xiaobao building blocks with the teacher again.

"Mr. Zhu, I'm sorry, I'm busy this afternoon. I'm late. I'm sorry to bother you." Zhou Yishu said to the young female teacher with an apologetic face.

"You're welcome. In fact, Xiaobao is very obedient. She is much better than other children. She is very sensible. She hasn't cried in the past few days. She is very pleasant."

At this time, Song Chun also entered the classroom, and then he noticed the little girl in front of him. About three or four years old, wearing a white princess skirt, with two horn braids on his head and a big pink bow on the other side, which is very cute.

The little girl, who was still immersed in the world of building blocks, looked up and saw her mother coming, with a bright smile, "Mom."

"Is Xiaobao good these days? Do you miss your mother?" Zhou Yushu bent down, pinched her daughter's pink little face, and asked.

"Well, I listened to the teacher." The girl nodded vigorously.

"This is..." Song Chun, who stood aside, finally couldn't help talking.

"My daughter, Tong Tong, nicknamed Xiaobao." With that, Zhou Yushu said to her daughter again, "Xiaobao, why don't you say hello to your uncle?"

"Good night, uncle." Xiaobao blinked big eyes and looked at Song Chun, and there was not much expression on his face.

"Hello, Xiaobao." Song Chun also said hello to Xiaobao, and naturally took the gentle tone of coaxing the child, "How old are you this year?"

"I'm three years old. I just went to kindergarten this week." Zhou Yushu replied.

"Xiaobao, tidy up your books and toys. Let's go to dinner later."

Xiaobao nodded and did not say anything. He opened his small schoolbag and put the things in neatly.

Song Chun followed Zhou Yishu's mother and daughter out of kindergarten. After being quiet for a long time, he finally found a topic, "Yi Shu, where are you going? I'll see you off."

"Thank you, no need." Zhou Yushu answered.

"I can't take a taxi now. Don't worry, I don't want to do anything. I'm just going to take you to your destination."

"I really don't need it. Thank you for your kindness. Xiaobao and I can go back for a walk."

"Yi Shu, do you have to keep a distance from me like this?"

Zhou Yushu did not answer him, but picked up Xiaobao and strode forward.

Xiaobao sat honestly in his mother's arms, looked back at Song Chun, and said nothing.

Child, such a smart and beautiful child, his facial features seem to be a shrinking Zhou Yushu.

She has only left him for four years. Four years is not long, but it is enough to change a lot of things.

When she came back again, she actually had a child. She was three years old this year, and she didn't look like a foreigner at all.

How many obstacles do we have to have between us - the past injury, the past four years, Lu Jingyan, and this child.

She once decisively killed the child that belonged to them, but soon after she left, she gave birth to a child with other men.

He didn't know what kind of hatred it was, or even his despair.

At this time, watching the two figures gradually go away, Song Chun suddenly had an impulse in his heart, as if he had lost something most important, so precious and rare. At this moment, he was gradually moving away from his life. If you don't hurry up, you may be separated from her again and never get a chance to get it back.

Before he could think about it, Song Chun ran a few steps to catch up. He held Zhou Yushu's wrist and pulled her around.

Zhou Yushu gently put Xiaobao on the ground, as if she was going to be angry. She opened her mouth and said nothing.

Song Chun didn't say anything, but just stared straight at her, his eyes full of sadness and helplessness.

On the busy streets, the traffic is noisy and the pedestrians are in a hurry, but they have nothing to do with them at this moment.

Obviously, I have something to ask, but I just want to say which one is better.

How can you have a child? Whose child is this? You were already dead when you left me, didn't you?

Why are you approaching me? Is it a sincere revenge, or revenge for my determination and cruelty four years ago? Do you really love your current girlfriend more than me?

They looked at each other and were silent.

"Mom..." Xiaobao whispered and pulled Zhou Yushu's hand, "Aren't we going to eat? When will you leave?

"Immediate." Zhou Yushu answered.

Song Chun squatted down and looked down with Xiaobao, "Xiaobao, my uncle is very happy to meet you today. I hope we can become good friends. Can I treat you to dinner when I have a chance in the future?"

"Okay." Xiaobao nodded and agreed. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand to Song Chun, "Let's pull the hook?"

Song Chun was stunned for a moment, and soon smiled, stretched out his little finger, and hooked Xiaobao's little soft finger, "Well, let's pull the hook."