Doctor Song's Hidden New Wife

As long as she?
Gu Baisheng looked at Song Shuang's thick black and deep eyes, and slowly lowered his eyes.

Should she trust him?

She couldn't figure it out.

Seeing that she didn't look at him, Song Shuang raised her hand and grabbed her shoulder: "Gu Baisheng."

Gu Baisheng shook his head, and waved his hand to open his arm: "It's late, go to sleep."

She had no intention of looking into Song Shuang's eyes, to deeply explore whether what he said was true or not.

He just took his own pillow and quilt, went to the study for the night, and left his room to Song Shuang.

A sleepless night.

No one slept well.

As soon as he woke up the next morning, Gu Baisheng went to take care of the child.

After Aunt Wang came in, she found Song Shuang's shoes in the house, she was taken aback——

Mr. Song came back last night?

Strange, didn't you say you didn't come back last night?
Aunt Wang went inside, while Gu Baisheng was breastfeeding the child in the bedroom.

Song Shuang packed her clothes and was about to go out.

Aunt Wang saw it and greeted Song Shuang respectfully: "Mr. Song."

Song Shuang nodded, her black eyes looked at Gu Baisheng who was holding the child over there, and gently told Aunt Wang: "She hasn't eaten yet."

"Oh, good," Aunt Wang came over, "I'll make breakfast right away."

Gu Baisheng didn't have any appetite when he woke up in the morning, so he didn't cook.

Song Shuang came back in a hurry last night, and the Song family wanted an explanation.

So I can only go back early in the morning.

Aunt Wang turned to the kitchen.

The door of the house rang.

Gu Baisheng knew that Song Shuang had left, so he raised his head heavily.

He stared at the door for a long time before being bitten by the child. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the little guy in his arms again.

As soon as Song Shuang arrived at the company.

Lin Fengya was already waiting there.

Thanks to the blessing of this son's worry, she, as a mother, had to come back early in the morning.

Because in the early days, Mrs. Feng Ya didn't get enough sleep, and she was obviously not in a good mood.

However, thinking that her son would definitely have a big fight with Gu Baisheng after he came back last night, maybe the two of them would speed up the progress of the divorce because of this, so she was relieved to finish the divorce procedure quickly.

Song Shuang's face was calm, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

Even if it's her own mother, she can't tell if her son had a fight with Gu Baisheng last night.

She was a little skeptical: "So early?"

Coming to the company so early, there must have been a lot of quarrels, so I didn't even eat the meal.

She prepared thoughtfully, and she had a homemade breakfast at hand, which could be bought by Lao He.

"When I came over, I brought you an early breakfast from Jufulou, eat it while it's hot."

Lin Fengya felt that it was normal for her mother to feel sorry for her son.

Song Shuang looked at the breakfast and was not very moved: "No need, I'm not hungry."

Seeing her son not eating, Lin Fengya smiled, "I ate it in the morning."

"Shengsheng made breakfast, I've eaten it."

The smirk on Lin Fengya's face suddenly disappeared: "She can still make breakfast?"

Shouldn't the two of them have had such a quarrel last night, did they continue the cold war this morning?

"She knows everything." Song Shuang sat behind the desk, pushed her mother's breakfast aside, raised her eyes, and looked at her indifferently with black eyes, "Xiao Rong's plan to marry the Li family in Jiangcheng is hopeless, mother Now there's no need to bother."

"You did a good job at this, but..."

"Marrying with the Li family is not what I want in my heart, so there is no need for my mother to talk about it."

Lin Fengya's words were blocked by her son, her face turned green and white, she was so angry, but she still had the demeanor of a noble lady.

He gritted his teeth secretly in his heart, not understanding why Gu Baisheng made his son so stubborn.

"You don't listen to what I say, that's all, I won't say it anymore," Lin Fengya calmed down, feeling that her son's age is not good enough to force him to break up neatly, and many things have to be figured out slowly, so she opened her mouth and said Something else came up, "Your father has a meeting this afternoon."

"Acquisition of nameless things."

Song Shuang didn't need to think too much, she could guess it.

Lin Fengya, as one of the top executives of the Song Group, naturally knew: "In this scene, our mother and son will accompany him to perform, so, Shuang'er, you must be fully prepared."

"Ah."

Song Shuang knew what her mother wanted.

Therefore, I also understand that I should prepare well.

It's just that, in his heart, he has already begun to feel irritated by these things.

Madam Feng Ya left after speaking.

Song Shuang was busy in the afternoon. After the meeting, it turned out that the Song Group wanted to negotiate the acquisition of Wuming.

Negotiations are tentatively scheduled for three days later.

Because many companies are also staring at Wuming, the negotiation time has been set a little tighter.

After the meeting, Song Shuang returned to her office, turned her chair around, and looked at the huge French windows behind her.

Floor-to-ceiling windows are on the 57th floor of the tall Song Group headquarters.

Looking down, people are like ants.

The roads crisscross.

Although you can't overlook the entire bustling North City, you can also see the bustling epitome of the North City within your field of vision.

The Song Group is unique in Beicheng.

If he can sit on the board of directors of the Song Group, he must also inherit this huge business empire and become the only person on the top of the empire pyramid.

Power and money surround him.

He can turn his hands into clouds and his hands into rain.

You don't have to be that busy surgeon who can only sleep four or five hours a day and sometimes has to turn around.

However, in order to live such an emperor-like life, he needs enough scheming and deep city mansion.

Ambition is required.

These things, in the past many years, have not been brought out from the bottom of his heart by him.

If you find out today, you will really use your ambition to seek the pinnacle of this business empire.

Does he really only have gains and nothing to lose?

Song Shuang herself couldn't figure it out.

His dark eyes watched the sky outside the window gradually darken, and his eyelashes drooped.

the other side.

Xiao Rong was walking on the street to Fenghu Lake, watching the warm wind blowing a scarf on the ground, and the children chasing after him shouted: "Mom, Mommy's scarf has gone away!"

"Then you go and catch up with mom, okay?"

"Okay, we're about to catch it."

The child reached out to catch it.

Suddenly, a young man in front grabbed the scarf.

"But Dad first grabbed the scarf for Mom."

The little boy stopped and called him happily: "Daddy is off work!"

"My dear son, Dad is off work."

The man picked up the child and handed the scarf to the wife who came over.

The faces of the family of three are ordinary and warm smiles.

This kind of smile seems to be seen everywhere, but when Xiao Rong saw it, the hand in the windbreaker pocket moved slightly.

He watched with a smile in his eyes.

So much so that Lin Xianya, who had finished shopping for the ingredients, came over and saw it, and felt a little strange: "What did you see, so happy?"

"A family of three," Xiao Rong said, "Look, don't they live happily?"

Lin Xianya followed his gaze and looked over.

The family of three was already turning their heads and walking back.

Woman helps man with briefcase, man hugs son and talks.

Under the street lamps, the shadows of the family stretched long.

Lin Xianya also smiled: "It looks very happy."

"It seems like happiness is within easy reach."

There was a bit of sarcasm in Xiao Rong's eyes, "However, some people are destined not to get it."

"Why can't you get it?" Lin Xianya raised her eyes and looked at him, "Don't be too pessimistic, this is easy to achieve."

"is it?"

Lin Xianya's eyes showed innocence that didn't match her age: "Yes."

Seeing the innocent look in his eyes, Xiao Rong reminded: "At least for now, none of you, me, and everyone in this bureau got it."

Lin Xianya was reminded by Xiao Rong, and found that what he said was not wrong at all.

"Yeah, none of us got that."

Lin Xianya rarely showed sentimental emotions, but after listening to Xiao Rong's words today and looking at the family of three who left, she suddenly felt a little emotional, "Indeed, it is very difficult for us to have such ordinary happiness now, but if If you had to choose, would you like to obtain such ordinary happiness, or to own the entire Song Clan? Be the master of the Song Clan?"

Xiao Rong replied without thinking: "Of course I want Mrs. Song."

In his eyes, ambition is obvious.

In the depths of the pupils, there is an unruly look: "With the huge wealth and power of the Song family, why can't you find a woman who suits your heart to have children?"

Lin Xianya looked at Xiao Rong's young and handsome face, and smiled: "When Chaoyang was young, he also thought so."

Smile for a moment.

Then he frowned again: "I'm different from him, I won't abandon the woman I like."

If he gets the Song Group, he will overcome all difficulties and take good care of the person he likes.

Because without her.

He wouldn't have all this today!
Xiao Rong looked towards the direction where Fenghu Gu Baisheng lived.

Lin Xianya saw his gaze drifting there again, smiled, and said: "I'll go back and prepare first, you remember to come back early, Chaoyang is still waiting for you to go back for dinner."

"Ah."

When Xiao Rong heard Lin Xianya mention Song Chaoyang, the smile on his face sank again.

If it wasn't for becoming the master of the Song family, he could get what he couldn't get without taking shortcuts through his normal efforts.

How could he go back and recognize the man who abandoned him for so many years as his father?
What qualifications does that man have to be his father?

He is just like Xiao Chengye, a tool.

After Lin Xianya left, Xiao Rong went to the bookstore on the upper floor of the coffee shop.

Gu Baisheng was not seen in the bookstore, and after borrowing a few books, he went downstairs to the coffee shop and did not see Gu Baisheng.

There was a sudden emptiness in his heart.

At some point, the figure of that woman began to appear in his mind more and more frequently.

Every frown and smile is urging him.

Let him continue to move forward full of strength.

Only by continuing to move forward can he reach out and hold her.

To walk side by side with her.

He looked out of the window of the cafe, a little distracted.

Behind him, a voice suddenly came: "Xiao Rong?"

Gentle and gentle, as peaceful as a spring breeze on a cold night.

When Xiao Rong heard it, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at the person who called his name.