Mr. CEO, Please Control Yourself - Chapter 291

She didn’t answer the phone until she hung up automatically.

Li Qingyu stood stifled outside the door. Instead of ringing the doorbell, he went to the front desk to open the door for him.

When song Yan saw him come in, she looked incredible. “They even opened the door for you on their own. I want to complain about their service.”

Li Qingyu smiled kindly, “xiaorou, I told them I was your husband and gave them the marriage certificate. They said that something might have happened if you didn’t come to open the door.”

Song Yan was speechless.

She brought her son here to avoid him, but he found it easily. She probably won’t be able to sleep safely tonight.

Tortured by his hungry wolf every night, she simply lives a loveless life.

If Li Qing doesn’t answer her phone tonight, you can’t trust me. If you don’t answer her phone next time, you won’t be afraid of me

It was too much for him to threaten her. Would she need it if he hadn’t been out of control?

“Dad, I played a lot of places with my mother today.” The steamed stuffed bun showed off to him happily.

Li Qingyu spoiled his eyes, but looked at his son’s small expression of complacency reluctantly, walked over and picked him up, “don’t you welcome me?”

“I like to play with my father and mother.” The steamed stuffed bun answered honestly.

At night, the three of the family slept in the same bed. Li Qingyu was very calm. He really didn’t treat song Yan well.

When he got up the next day, he took their mother and son to breakfast, and then the three of his family went to the seaside to play.

The steamed stuffed bun is running happily on the beach.

Li Qingyu and song Yan followed him and looked at him carefully for fear that he might fall.

“Ah.” The steamed stuffed bun fell on the beach with an unstable center of gravity, and there was sand on his lips.

Song Yan hurried up to help him up, wiped his mouth and face with a paper towel, and said painfully, “baby, do you have a fall pain?”

“No.” The steamed stuffed bun replied with a smile.

Li Qingyu’s expression didn’t show a trace of worry, “he just needs to fall more, and then he can grow better.”

“This is a fallacy.” Song Yan disagrees with him.

Li Qingyu didn’t argue with her about who was right and who was wrong. Anyway, in front of the children, he sang black face, and she was white face.

In the morning, I went to the seaside. In the afternoon, a family of three went shopping in the nearby shopping mall.

The steamed stuffed bun was a little tired. He pestered song Yan to carry him. Song Yan carried him for a while, and then Li Qingyu held him over.

“Xiaoxuan, you’ve weighed a lot recently. You can’t let your mother carry you and hold you.” He said to him solemnly.

The little steamed stuffed bun didn’t understand what he said. “Dad, why can’t I let my mother hold it?”

“You see your mother is so thin, you don’t worry about squashing her.” Li Qingyu’s answer was quite reasonable, and then added, “your mother has a little sister in her stomach now. Do you have the heart to let her hold you so hard?”

Little steamed stuffed bun nodded vaguely.

After hearing Li Qingyu’s words, song Yan felt speechless to the extreme.

How much he wants his daughter.

“Li Qingyu, will you kick me out when you get to your daughter?”

She felt very unhappy at the thought that he might concentrate on his “daughter” in the future.

“Before your daughter was born, you began to be jealous?” Li Qingyu’s eyes looked at her with interest. He rarely saw her show a jealous expression. He liked her very much, because the more jealous she was, the more she cared about him.

“Who is jealous.” Of course, song Yan strongly denies that who would admit that she is so naive and jealous of a “daughter” that doesn’t exist yet. It’s too embarrassing.

Li Qingyu knew she was pretending to be stupid, but he wouldn’t expose her openly. “Xiaorou, buy whatever you want, and I’ll pay for it.”

Song Yan is also a woman. Naturally, she also likes clothes and jewelry. She first selected several sets of clothes, then selected several sets for xiaobaozi and Li Qingyu, and finally simply bought several sets of parent-child clothes for a family of three.

After buying a lot of things, a family of three went to a nearby tea restaurant to eat.

“Mom, I want shrimp dumplings.” As soon as the steamed stuffed bun sat down and saw song Yan taking the menu to order, he put forward his request.

“OK.” Song Yan checked the item of shrimp dumplings, then she chose several kinds herself and asked Li Qingyu, “husband, what do you want to eat?”

“I love everything you order.” He is not very picky about food, and he doesn’t have any food he particularly likes.

Song Yan gently shook her head and thought it was impossible for him to order by herself. She’d better order by herself.

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The next day, a family of three left the resort. Song Yan began to return to the magazine to work, while Li Qingyu was “Xianfu” who worked as a family cook at home. Every morning, he was responsible for sending his wife and son to work, and then buying vegetables and cooking. Life was calm and tasteful.

Song Yan went out to talk about cooperation with people and made an appointment to meet in a western restaurant. During the meal, she went to the bathroom. When she washed her hands in front of the faucet, a person came in outside, someone she hated to see.

An Kaiyi also met song Yan, and she also heard about Li Qingyu, so she couldn’t help but stop and sneer at her, “Yo, I said how I feel that there is filthy everywhere today. It turned out that a bitch like you appeared.”

Hearing the speech, song Yan didn’t show the slightest anger, but looked at her sour and ugly face calmly and sneered: “if you’re not cheap, how can you think others are cheap.”

“Song heard that Li Qingyu is no longer the president of Shengshi group. Without the shelter of Shengshi group, you are nothing.” Ankai Yi stared at her angrily, and her eyes were full of contempt. “Look at your appearance in the dust, I feel disgusted. People like you shouldn’t stay in this world.”

“I shouldn’t stay in the world. Don’t you want to destroy your cancer and leave no residue?” Song Yan calmly refuted her. Ankai is still so disgusting. Don’t think that now Andersen enterprises can have a chance to breathe. She can be domineering and arrogant.

Moss said she would deal with her, but she wanted to see what kind of end she would encounter.

“Don’t talk so high about yourself. You’re just a vain woman.” Ankai’s eyes were filled with disdain and resentment, “Song Yan, I’m waiting to see your family break down and die.”