Song Mingyi's body stiffened for a moment, but looking at Lu Yimo's cute little face, the expression on his face suddenly softened: "What nonsense are you talking about? I just went shopping with my best friend."
"Best friend? Is that Mo Mo's godmother? It's written like this in novels. The heroine will let her best friend be the godmother of her child."
Song Mingyi didn't know how to answer.
She had indeed made an agreement with Wanwan before to be the godmother of each other's children, but Momo was not her child.
But she couldn't say this sentence.
She was afraid that Mo Mo would cry if she said this.
When she realized what she was thinking, Song Mingyi felt strange.
Five years of prison life had already hardened her heart, but she was actually reluctant to let go of this child.
"Lu Yimo."
At this time a deep voice came.
Song Mingyi turned around and saw Lu Shenxing being pushed in by Yan Zheng.
"Mr. Lu." Song Mingyi said hello.
Lu Shenxing nodded coldly and looked at Lu Yimo: "Come here."
"I won't go. I want to be with my mother." Lu Yimo hugged Song Mingyi like an octopus, his little face full of vigilance, as if Lu Shenxing was not his biological father, but a hateful human trafficker.
He said loudly: "Don't rely on you being bigger than me to separate me from my mother. Just dream."
Lu Shenxing looked at his son's rebellious little face, and the look on his face suddenly darkened: "I'll say it again, come here!"
Lu Yimo turned a deaf ear and hugged Song Mingyi's arm: "Mom, I haven't eaten yet, I'm hungry."
Song Mingyi said immediately: "I'll go to the kitchen to cook for you. You can eat it soon."
"I help mom so she doesn't have to work too hard."
This kid Lu Yimo is so considerate and sensible.
Song Mingyi couldn't help but reached out and touched Lu Yimo's hair: "Be good."
Song Mingyi made noodles with shredded pork and green vegetables. Lu Yimo had a weak spleen and stomach and needed to eat some easy-to-digest food at night, so he made two side dishes, both of which are good for strengthening the spleen and stomach.
Lu Yimo came out with the tableware: "Dad has eaten. The food made by mom is very delicious."
As he spoke, he looked like a greedy cat.
"No need." Lu Shenxing's eyes showed some carelessness.
If you want to capture a man's heart, you have to capture a man's stomach. This is too stupid.
Lu Yimo nodded and immediately returned to the restaurant, saying loudly: "Mom, dad said I won't eat."
Don't be too excited in that little tone.
"Okay." Song Mingyi's tone was very calm and she served Lu Yimo food.
"Wow, it smells so good. Mom, the noodles you made are strong and delicious, and the stir-fried beef is so delicious. It's a shame that Dad doesn't eat it."
Lu Yimo's voice was particularly loud.
Lu Shenxing was disdainful. Did he really think he was a child? I can't control myself when I see food.
At this time, Yan Zheng on the side couldn't help but said: "Young Madam's skills are pretty good. These side dishes look no worse than those of a professional chef."
Lu Shenxing looked sideways: "Have you been bribed by this woman?"
Yan Zheng immediately lowered his head and regarded himself as a ball of air.
"Wow, this tomato fish fillet tastes so good. Mom, I want to eat it again tomorrow."
"good."
Song Mingyi's eyes were soft and she took care of Lu Yimo while eating.
After dinner, I took Lu Yimo for a walk in the garden.
Seeing Song Mingyi and Lu Yimo just leave, Lu Shenxing was a little unbelievable: "Assistant Yan, Song Mingyi just took Lu Yimo away?"
"That's the current situation."
"Haha, so cunning!" Don't think he doesn't know that Song Mingyi just wants to attract his attention through this abnormal move!
What made Lu Shenxing even more angry was that apart from what he said just now, Song Mingyi didn't invite him again.
Yan Zheng said carefully: "Mr. Lu, are you hungry? I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some food for you."
"No need." Lu Shenxing said with a straight face: "Send me back to my room."
…
Song Mingyi played with Lu Yimo in the garden for a while. Originally, she wanted to send Lu Yimo back to his room and stay in the little guy's room.
Yi Mo is cute, cute, and has a sweet mouth, so he is better than Lu Shenxing no matter what.
However, her plan soon went bankrupt. Aunt Qian appeared out of nowhere and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, young lady. Leave the young master to me. You can go back to the room and see the young master." Bar."
Song Mingyi said: "Mr. Lu came back with his assistant, he should be busy."
"Assistant Yan has left. The young master is the only one in the room. Madam, I'm keeping an eye on you."
Song Mingyi: "..."
No need to.
Just as she was about to say something else, Aunt Qian had already taken Lu Yimo away.
When Song Mingyi returned to the room, Lu Shenxing was having a video conference on his computer, and pure French came out of his mouth, beautiful and beautiful.
Song Mingyi only glanced at it and then went to the cloakroom. When she saw the pajamas inside, she was stunned.
The original pure cotton pajamas were thrown away, and what was left were all kinds of thin clothes. Song Mingyi hooked the fabrics, but she didn't expect Aunt Qian to understand.
She didn't hesitate, put on a black pajamas, and found a shawl to put on.
When Lu Shenxing came out of the cloakroom, he had finished the video conference and several documents were scattered on the ground.
When I got closer, I saw "Qinglong Bay Tender Book" written in large characters on the cover.
It's what the Song family wants most.
Song Mingyi bent down and picked up the document.
Lu Shenxing, who was busy working with his head down, had a glint in his eyes. Just when he was wondering what Song Mingyi would do, she came over with the document and put it on his desk.
"These documents are confidential. It would be bad if I saw the contents."
"Oh?" Lu Shenxing raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's wrong? Don't the Song family want it very much?"
"Yes, the Song family really wants it." Song Mingyi said very calmly: "What does that have to do with me?"
Lu Shenxing smiled: "You are quite clever. Go and put the bath water in for me and wait for me to take a bath."
Song Mingyi did not refuse. Anyway, she had scrubbed Lu Shenxing before, so there was no difference between being asleep and being awake.
Is being asleep no different than being awake?
Soon Song Mingyi was slapped in the face.
Although the sleeping Lu Shenxing was attractive and beautiful, after all, he lacked life and was like a delicate doll. However, when he was awake, Lu Shenxing had an outstanding appearance. Just leaning into the bathtub reminded people of the four words "lively and fragrant".
Song Mingyi felt that her nose was bleeding.
She pinched the acupuncture points on her fingers hard to calm herself down.
It would be very embarrassing if a nosebleed really occurred.
Lu Shenxing looked at Song Mingyi's erratic eyes and sarcastically said, "Song Mingyi, you finally showed your true colors. I knew you were not well-intentioned and had designs on me."
Song Mingyi felt that she was more unjust than Dou E: "When did I lose my good intentions and have intentions?"
She bathed him so professionally that she didn't even touch an inch of his skin.
"Do you want me to remind you how you kissed and touched me while I was unconscious?"
