Bai Yu clenched the steering wheel with both hands, and the corner of his eyes glanced at Song Shilin who was sitting on the side from time to time, and he stopped talking.
And Secretary Chu, who was sitting alone in the back seat, was like a pins and needles, if he had known that the person driving was Bai Yu, and if he had known that Song Shirin would be sitting in the co-pilot, then he would definitely have pulled his luggage and ran to the hotel early!
Because it's really embarrassing right now.
Secretary Chu's gaze drifted out of the window, not knowing what he was thinking.
Song Shirin said lightly: "What are you looking at?"
Secretary Chu took a serious look at the traffic outside the window, and was about to answer, but he heard Bai Yu in the main driver's seat say nervously: "Look at you" 〇 took off his glasses, Secretary Chu wiped the lens of his glasses with the corner of his clothes seriously, he really shouldn't expect these two masters to think of himself.
But it's still sad to be forcibly fed a big bowl of dog food.
Song Shirin's cold eyes softened, and he bowed his head with satisfaction, "Don't look around when you drive now, go back and look at it again^" Bai Yu "oh" sighed, and while waiting for the traffic light, he suddenly said, "Why did you come so suddenly?"
Without a trace of preparation, he received a call from Song Shirin to get off the plane, if it weren't for his good psychological quality, I am afraid that he would be frightened by this sudden surprise.
"Come to work, by the way, look at you. How have you been lately?"
Bai Yu is careful about the choice of words.
Before Bai Yu could answer, Song Shirin replied to himself, "You should be doing well, you haven't called me for three days, so you can't think about it, right?"
Bai Yu carefully tasted the hidden meaning in his words, and then thought of the way the eldest brother had said exactly the same sentence two days ago, so he didn't dare to answer.
In this case, not talking is the best answer.
As for Secretary Chu, who was on the other hand, he looked at Bai Yu with a dead face, and he could almost think of how he would serve a boss who was a workaholic in the next few days on a business trip.
The car stopped in front of a high-end hotel in the new southwest, Bai Yu walked down and took the initiative to open the car door for Song Shirin, "This hotel is in charge of the eldest brother, and the fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders, so I opened a luxury suite for you."
Secretary Chu was about to open the trunk and take out his luggage, when he heard this, he let go of his hand and said seriously: "Bai Shao, where do I live?"
"I've got a room for you, too." Bai Yu waved at him.
The two doormen standing at the door ran over, took the initiative to take over the suitcase in Secretary Chu's hand, and said to Bai Yu respectfully, "Hello, second young master."
After saying that, he quickly took his things and left.
The hotel manager walked out after a while, with an obvious smile on his face, personally handed the key card to Bai Yu, and said, "Ershao, this is what you want."
Bai Yu handed one of the key cards to Secretary Chu and said, "Well, I'll go up with my friends, you can go and get busy yourself, by the way, send some food."
"Yes, yes." The hotel manager half-bent over, watched Bai Yu leave his sight before he breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and called the waiter over.
Swiped the door with the door card, Bai Yu was the first to walk in, and saw that the furnishings in the house were not inferior to the high-end hotels in Hwaseong, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then said, "Is it okay if you live in a hotel?"
Song Shirin sat on the sofa, and just said calmly when he heard the words: "Are you sure your eldest brother will let me enter the house?"
Bai Yu imagined the appearance of these two equally powerful men together, and was suddenly dumbfounded, and no longer mentioned it.
After looking around the entire suite, Bai Yu stopped, sat next to Song Shirin, pulled back the man's gaze from the computer, and said with a smile: "Do you miss me?"
Seeing this, Song Shirin closed the computer with the situation, pressed it in this position, pressed Bai Yu under him, and said in a dumb voice: "What about you?"
Bai Yu was distracted for a moment.
He thought that two hours earlier, Berberland had also pressed himself in this position.
At that time, Bai Bolang's expression was natural, and it didn't look like he was being exposed to his crush, so Bai Yu didn't suspect it. But now it seems that if he really has no idea at all, how could an adult man press his younger brother in such a warm posture?
This is not a normal pattern of getting along between brothers.
Song Shirin lowered his head dissatisfied, pressed it against Bai Yu's forehead, and said coldly: "Who are you thinking about in my bed?"
Bai Yu shook his head, "I'm thinking about things, forget it, I'll confirm it when I go back."
After speaking, Bai Yu realized that the current posture of the two of them was a little hot, and Song Shirin, who was pressing on him, had a forbearant expression, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I haven't seen you for a few days, Song Cannon, don't tell me you're rusty, right?"
And what answered him was Song Dacang who told him with reality that he was thinking too much.
On the other side, Secretary Chu stood in front of the computer in a serious manner, quietly waiting for Mr. Song to send him the processed documents in the form of emails.
Ten minutes...
Twenty minutes...
Secretary Chu calmly picked up a cup of coffee, took a sip, closed the work mailbox, and then opened the browser, while eating the food and drink sent by the hotel, he began to watch dramas, and the beautiful life made him happy.
At the door of the Kashiwa house.
Little Watermelon stood at the door, looking up at Bai Bulao, but he could only see the latter's chin, but he still raised his head and brushed and said, "Uncle is going to take me to Baba?" "
"Hmm."
The corners of Bai Bollang's mouth were full of coldness, he didn't expect Song Shirin to be in such a hurry, Bai Yu had only been back for three days, and he couldn't wait to come over.
Thinking of Bai Yu, who was still playing with himself one second, but running to Song Shirin's bed and rolling around the next second, Bai Brown's eyes were full of indifference and murderous intent.
Facing a child who is always disobedient can make parents angry.
Little Watermelon's feet couldn't help but take a step back, and when Bai Brown looked at him, he pretended that nothing had happened, stepped forward, and said, "Okay, then Uncle is going to take me to Baba."
Steward Shen took all the big and small expressions in front of him, lowered his head and sighed, both of them were children he watched grow up, and now that things have become like this, what can he do except be anxious.
Now, he could only pray that the second young master could handle the matter well and not let it get worse and worse.
Berberan sat in the car, and when the car started, he looked at the little watermelon and said, "Are you afraid to stay with me?" "
"Don't be afraid." The little watermelon tensed up, and looked out of the car without blinking, looking vigilant.
Bo Brown sneered, this kid is too smart, compared to children of the same age, he is like a genius.
If this child was born to Bai Yu and a strange woman, he might be able to turn a blind eye to his existence. However, he is not.
This child, to him, to Yu Baiyu, is a stain.
As night fell, not long after Bai Yu and Song Cannon's hand-to-hand combat ended, the internal phone in the room where they lived rang.
Bai Yu picked it up, and his face changed in an instant.
Song Shirin sat on the side, and when he saw this, he said, "What happened?"
"My eldest brother is coming over with a little watermelon, waiting for us downstairs for dinner." Bai Yu lifted the quilt, his legs were weak, and he almost fell to the ground, cursing in a low voice.
Song Shirin walked over, picked the person up horizontally and walked into the bathroom, and said, "Wash it up first, let them wait."
Half an hour later, Bai Yu followed Song Shirin downstairs and walked into the box with a dishful face.
Berberand and Little Watermelon have been sitting together for a long time without saying a word.
The little watermelon jumped off the chair, hugged Song Shirin's thigh, and said aggrievedly: "Dad, I'm afraid."
Song Shirin frowned, and subconsciously looked at Bai Bolang, but only saw an extremely cold look, and his eyes were cold.
Bai Yu was nervous, and he didn't notice the strange atmosphere between the three people, sat on the chair, picked up the menu, and said to the waiter: "These few, and this, and a small cake."
The little watermelon sat in Song Shirin's arms, his emotions slowly turned around, he looked at Bai Bolang, then at Bai Yu, leaned up, and whispered into Song Shirin's ears.
Song Shirin nodded in agreement from time to time, and patted the child's back with one hand to show reassurance.
It's just that his eyes that swept towards Bo Brown became more and more cold.
Bai Bolang was unmoved, the Song family is everyone in Huacheng, but the Bai family is not bullied, especially, this is the Bai family's territory, no matter how dissatisfied Song Shirin is, he also has to consider the actual situation.
Bai Yu ordered a few dishes with great interest, and the waiter left quickly with the menu.
Berberand said: "Whatever you order, it's all meat dishes. "
"A manly man, don't eat meat and eat grass." Bai Yu waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Besides, big brother, you don't like to eat vegetables."
"I thought you were going to forget my taste."
Bai Yu didn't notice that something was wrong, and sneered: "How could you forget."
In a word, the battle between the other two men was rekindled.
Berplan is proud.
Song Shirin was cold.
The meal was served quickly, and the few dishes ordered by Bai Yu were all loved by several people, and when the little watermelon saw the small cake, his eyes lit up, but he said reservedly: "Baba, who is the cake for?"
Bai Yu glanced at him, put the little cake in front of the little watermelon, and said, "This is... For you."
The little watermelon cheered, quickly took the cake, and ate it one bite at a time.
Bai Bolang, who was sitting opposite them, successfully darkened his eyes, but he didn't do anything, and only halfway through the meal did he say: "Is it a business or a private matter for Song Ershao to come to New Southwest?"
"On a business trip, I came to deal with personal matters by the way." Song Shirin said without raising his head.
Bai Yu brought the picky little watermelon over, forced him to eat, and said, "Brother, I won't go back tonight... I have something to say to Song Shirin."
Berberland's hand holding the chopsticks tightened, "Well, okay."
Little Watermelon glanced at Bo Brown and whispered, "I'm going to follow Daddy too."
Bai Yu pointed to a small bowl of white porridge in front of him and said, "Drink the porridge, otherwise it won't work^" The little watermelon poked Bai Yu's face angrily, and then obediently drank the white porridge in front of him.
Although children are small, they can feel where they are dangerous and where they are safe.
And in the past three days, the little watermelon clearly felt that Berberun did not welcome him.
He didn't understand, obviously his uncle still liked him very much before, why he didn't like him now...