I'm finally divorced

"feel better now?"

Xie Xun's expression was a little numb, and he nodded as if in response.

Song Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good." He stuffed the cup filled with hot water to Xie Xun, and then went to deal with the fragments of the vase on the ground. The flowers were just inserted by him this morning, which is a pity.

But Song Qingzhou still threw them all into the trash can.

Looking back, Xie Xun had already drank half of the hot water in the cup. Song Qingzhou wanted to go forward to fetch another cup of water for him, but he stood up and said, "I'm resting."

Song Qingzhou nodded, "Yes."

Soon, Song Qingzhou also went upstairs, and he turned off the lights in the room, leaving only a small yellow night light.The screen of the mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly turned on, and Song Qingzhou clicked on it.

It was a text message from an unknown number.

[Xing Xing, let’s meet up. ]

Song Qingzhou looked at this text message for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses. He frowned slightly, feeling a little strange.

When signing the agreement with the system, because of his high popularity, the system gradually made the public forget him, and he will not be remembered until the agreement is terminated.

The nickname Xing Xing is only known to those who have known him before.

[This is not surprising, because the agreement is about to expire, and those who know you are gradually thinking of you. ]

Someone familiar with him?

[However, please be sure to meet with them after the agreement is terminated. ]

The system reminded.

The next morning, he got up early to make breakfast as usual. In order to avoid the loud noise of the knife and fork, he had tried his best to control it, but it still seemed a little abrupt.

In fact, he didn't know how to use a knife and fork since he was a child, and he seemed a bit clumsy.

"There is an event tomorrow night, you want to attend it with me." Xie Xun said suddenly.

Song Qingzhou responded obediently: "I see."

"At eight o'clock in the evening, I will come to pick you up."

Song Qingzhou has been to many occasions like this, and they were all brought by Xie Xun. He was just a foil, and it was not of much use.

Song Qingzhou didn't speak, but stood beside Xie Xun. After Xie Xun left, he didn't pay much attention to others. When others talked to him, he just smiled politely, so many people in the circle said he was a beauty in a vase.

[Little Fulla requests to add you as a friend]

Song Qingzhou thinks this nickname looks familiar.

He clicked yes.

[Little Fulla: awsl, Zhouzhou, I finally added you, I am your fan! ]

Song Qingzhou's private WeChat account has never been made public, and what is usually made public on the platform is only the account for business cooperation.

This little Fulla seems to be the person who found his photo mentioned in Jiang Li's WeChat screenshot last time.

[Little Fulla: I found your WeChat account from Dad's mobile phone. ]

The other party sent a super happy emoticon package.

dad?

[Little Fulla: I am so happy, I really like your singing. ]

[Song Qingzhou: Thank you, but, your father is...? ]

[Little Fulla: Hey, my father's name is Yu Xiu. ]

Yu...Xiu?

There is only one surname Yu in his list, and that is Assistant Yu.

[Song Qingzhou: Little friend, I would like to ask you, how old are you? ]

[Little Fulla: I am six years old. ]

I really didn't realize that Assistant Yu had a six-year-old child, but this six-year-old child is really good at playing.

[Little Fulla: I heard from my father that he often sees you at noon, I secretly put something in his pocket, and I will send him a message later, asking him to deliver the things to you at noon. ]

Song Qingzhou was a little dumbfounded.

At this time, Assistant Yu, who received the news at the company, searched all over his pockets but couldn't find what his daughter said, so he searched quietly while going to work, and he didn't know where it fell.

He walked almost all the routes he had traveled, but he still couldn't find it, and finally his eyes fell on the president's office.

...it can't be so unlucky.

Maybe his daughter wrote some nonsense in it, and it was given to his wife. If the immediate superior saw it, it would be a large-scale social death scene.

Assistant Yu was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and finally knocked on the office door with a document in his hands.

"Enter."

Assistant Yu put the documents on Xie Xun's desk, and quietly looked around at the floor.

Fortunately, I didn't find it.

He breathed a sigh of relief, Xie Xun suddenly said a word: "What are you looking for?"

He tensed up immediately, turned around, and saw Xie Xun slowly picking up a small card and a stack of small photos on the side, and asked, "Your?"

Assistant Yu was so nervous that his palms were sweating. He had chosen the style of the little card for his daughter, so it couldn't be wrong.

"Y-maybe, I...I need to confirm." Assistant Yu tremblingly took the card and photo.

[To Zhouzhou: Zhouzhou, I am your fan, I am so excited, the future is bright, I will always love you, mua~]

There are about five or six photos. Although the person in the photo is wearing a mask, the beautiful eyes and the mole under the corner of the eye are very recognizable, and people you know can recognize it immediately.

Assistant Yu raised his head, only to see his immediate superior staring at him coldly.

Assistant Yu quickly explained: "It belongs to my daughter, she is a fan of Madam."

"Bring it."

Assistant Yu handed the things back, only to see that Xie Xun took the photo away and locked it in a drawer, leaving only a card and returning it to him.

Assistant Yu began to comfort himself, at least there was still a card to hand over.

"What is he doing?"

Assistant Yu paused and replied, "It seems to be singing and making videos."

When Song Qingzhou moved things into the first floor, Assistant Yu once helped, and his youngest daughter often used his mobile phone to watch videos, so he probably knew something.

"Go out."

Assistant Yu mentioned it: "The photo..."

Xie Xun looked slightly cold, put down the document in his hand, and said two words briefly: "It's dropped."

Assistant Yu shut his mouth consciously, then walked out of the president's office, turned around and sent a message to his daughter, saying that the photo had been dropped.

[Baby girl: I haven't said what it is yet, how do you know it's a photo!Dad you liar!big liar! ]

Assistant Yu replied: If you don't lose the photos, your father will lose his work. Put down your phone and study hard, and don't disturb others.

The other party sent several angry emoticons, and Assistant Yu was about to reply when the message box turned into a red exclamation mark.

[You are not a friend of the other party, have you passed friend verification?]

Assistant Yu: "..."

When Song Qingzhou sent the meal downstairs at noon, he really received a gift from a small fan-a beautiful folded card.

"The child has caused you trouble. I will strictly discipline you when I go back."

Song Qingzhou smiled and said, "It's okay, the kid is quite cute."

He can surf quite well.

"It's troublesome."

"No trouble, no trouble."

Song Qingzhou sent a WeChat message to Xie Xun: lunch has been delivered, will you come back for dinner in the afternoon?

Xie found a full stop.

Song Qingzhou stared at the screen, guessing that he would come back.

[Song Qingzhou: Okay, remember to eat on time. ]

[The author has something to say: The update during this period is usually in the middle of the night]