Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

Chapter 1341: This is our third meeting

"Will you be so kind to your own children in the future? Song Nianhe, being a biological mother and a stepmother at the same time is not an easy thing. How can I hold this bowl of water levelly?"

Song Nianhe still didn't answer him.

Song Weiyi was a little itchy and wanted to choke back a few words, but when he thought of his current situation, he became honest again.

He didn't say anything, but Si Moli called his name: "Song Weiyi, you like your stepmother so much, where is your biological mother?"

Originally, Song Weiyi didn't plan to say anything, but Si Moli asked again and again, all by name. If he didn't answer, he really couldn't hold it in anymore.

"I want you to take care of it." Song Weiyi snorted, "Do you live by the sea?"

Si Moli slowly narrowed his eyes: "Huh?"

"Didn't you hear? Do you want me to say it again? Are you old and your ears are not working well?"

Si Moli stared at the back of Song Weiyi's head buried in Song Nianhe's arms.

Next to him, the housekeeper's heart was in his throat.

How could the young master talk to Mr. Si like this? So rude.

It would be terrible if Mr. Si loses his temper.

However, Si Moli didn't care about what Song Weiyi said, but about...

Song Weiyi's timbre.

He seemed to have heard it somewhere.

"What did you say?" Si Moli's upper body leaned forward slightly, "You can say it again."

Song Weiyi was very impatient: "I said, you are old and have ear problems. You should go to the hospital to see an otologist!"

"That's not what you sounded like in the restaurant box just now."

As soon as Si Moli finished speaking, Song Weiyi's face was full of panic.

oops! Forgot to hold your throat to change your voice!

"I'm very familiar with you. I seem to have heard what you said." Si Moli pointed out directly, "Have we met somewhere else?"

Song Wei also did not dare to speak out.

He quickly raised his head, glanced at Song Nianhe, looked at her with eyes pleading for help, and said silently: "Mom, what should I do, what should I do, please help me."

Song Nianhe replied softly: "Xiao Yi, there is nothing we can do."

"what?"

"Let's face it." Song Nianhe said, "You are so smart, you must have guessed it. You don't need me to explain it to you anymore."

Song Weiyi's little face fell down, and he slowly flattened his mouth.

He said "oh".

Si Moli also heard Song Nianhe's words, but couldn't understand them.

No way? guessed?

What do you mean?

The mother and son were talking about some code words.

Si Moli walked straight over and came to Song Weiyi and Song Nianhe.

"Look up," he said, "Song Weiyi, I haven't seen what you look like, although we have."

But at that time, Song Weiyi was playing the violin on the stage, wearing makeup, and he was sitting and enjoying it as an audience.

The distance is a bit far.

Now, we can finally communicate face to face.

Si Moli thought about it and said calmly: "This should be our second meeting. I was backstage and passed by your lounge, but I didn't go in to look for you."

"No," Song Weiyi denied, "This is the third time we have met."

Si Moli's brows wrinkled.

Did he miss one? It shouldn't be.

Si Moli's memory has always been very good. It can be said that he has a photographic memory.

He recalled it again, but still had no clue.

"Are you sure?" he asked, "Song Weiyi, the first time we met, you were on stage and I was off stage. The second time we met, it was at this moment."