Chapter 87: After breaking off the engagement Mr. Si chased his wife to the crematorium!
Chapter 87: Need a Wife
"Is it necessary to use his help for such a small matter?"
How useless can she be?!
He Ning understood. Ou Yan, the president, is a career-oriented strong woman who is self-reliant and doesn't need any external help to handle things.
"President Ou, I admire you even more suddenly. What should I do?" He Ning showed a twinkling gaze.
Ou Yan kept her head down, not looking at him. "If you have nothing to do, you can help the cleaning lady clean the toilet."
"I, I'll start working immediately!" He Ning hastily left the office; he definitely didn't want to clean any toilets.
Night fell.
Song Qiao Ying sat on the sofa, took out her phone, and called her sons.
"Your sister has been found. During her summer vacation, all of you finish your work and come home as soon as possible. If you can come earlier, do so; if not, make time!"
"I know you all are busy, but your biological sister is back. All five of you must come home for a while! Understand?"
"If anyone dares to neglect or bully your sister, I won't agree first!"
"When you come home, you can leave your luggage and work behind, but you must bring a gift for your sister!"
Song Qiaoying made four calls and then found the number for the fifth son, making another call.
"Let me make it clear. For all the holidays this year, especially your sister's birthday, no one is allowed to be absent, especially you! If one of you is missing, I'll break your legs! Do you hear me?"
Li Canxi in the phone felt a bit unjust, "Mom, I'm your own son. You want to break my legs for a sister who just came back?"
"Humph, do you even know how many times you've come back to see your mother this year?!"
"I, I have a busy schedule! Besides, I've been sending gifts and red envelopes regularly!"
Song Qiaoying was unimpressed, "Humph, who cares about your measly money!"
"..." Fine, it's not like he's short on money, thanks to his birth mother.
"Anyway, I don't care. You must come back! Oh, by the way..." Song Qiao Ying seemed to remember something, adding, "When you come back, let me know in advance."
"Why, are you going to prepare a feast for me?"
"Eat, eat, eat. Are you thinking about food all the time? Did I starve you when you were little?" Song Qiaoying's tone was full of disdain.
Li Canxi was a bit indignant, "Even a top star needs to eat!"
"It's the daughter of the Sang family. She often comes to visit me recently. That child is beautiful, well-educated, and..."
"Okay, stop. I get it. I'm busy next."
"You, this smelly boy, let me finish talking!" Song Qiaoying didn't allow him to interrupt, "You're not young anymore. It's time to settle down."
"Mom, I have older brothers ahead of me, and they..."
"They are not responsive! The daughter of the Sang family chose you. What can I do?"
"You..." Li Canxi covered his heart. This is definitely a real mother!
"When you come home, remember to bring a gift for your sister. Hang up."
Li Canxi felt quite aggrieved. If it weren't for this sister, how long has it been since his birth mother called him to care?
After finishing the instructions, Song Qiaoying finally felt relieved.
"Wife, are you thirsty? Have some tea first; it's good for beauty and health." Li Yuanfu enthusiastically brought a cup of floral tea and a smiling face.
After making five calls, Song Qiaoying was indeed thirsty. She took the cup and drank a few sips.
"I brewed it when you made the fifth call. It's just the right temperature now, not too cold or too hot." Li Yuanfu, after she finished the tea, put the cup back on the table and continued to massage her. "Wife, you've worked hard. Are your hands sore? Let me massage for you."
"You should take a break too."
"I'm not tired!" Li Yuanfu affectionately held her hand. "By the way, regarding Yan Yan coming home, when do you plan to tell the others at home?"
Song Qiaoying had considered this. After a few seconds of contemplation, she said, "Your dad hasn't woken up yet, and your mom's heart condition isn't good... My parents are getting old, and their health is deteriorating day by day. Let's not disturb them for now."
Once they are feeling better, they can share the news and make them happy.
Otherwise, if they find out about Yan Yan's return, both families' distant and close relatives won't be able to keep it a secret. There will be a constant stream of visitors, and just thinking about it is annoying!
If it bothers them, it's fine, but if Yan Yan gets annoyed too...
"It took a lot of effort to find Yan Yan. I want to spend more time with her, make up for lost time. If too many relatives appear, our time with Yan Yan will be reduced. What do you think?" Li Yuanfu massaged his wife's hand, loosening her muscles. "I don't want others to disturb our family reunion."
"I don't want others to disrupt our time together as a family."
Just as Song Qiaoying finished speaking, she suddenly heard her phone ringing. She checked, and it was a call from Yan Yan!
Li Yuanfu eagerly looked on, feeling a bit sour: When will his daughter call him?
Song Qiao Ying cleared her throat, joyfully and solemnly answered the phone, "Hello? Darling daughter..."
"Mom, tonight, Yechen and I are having dinner outside."
"Okay, okay, I know. Ever since Si Yechen appeared by your side, I haven't left you any meals!"
Yan Yan: ...
Why does this suddenly feel uncomfortable?!
"You two enjoy your meal. Have fun! Don't worry about home!" Song Qiao Ying wanted to talk more with her daughter, but she was afraid of talking too much and making her daughter feel annoyed, so she hurriedly said, "Nothing important, you can hang up."
"Okay." After Yan Yan hung up the phone, she looked at the man in the car. "What's wrong again?"
"As of now, don't call me by my full name." Si Yechen hugged her, indulgently asking, "When can I hear you call me husband?"
"...," Yan Yan didn't want to respond to him.
"Calling me Ah Chen is fine."
"..." Yan Yan couldn't say it. "I think Si Yechen sounds pretty good."
"Nonsense, 'husband' sounds even better."
"..." Can we have a pleasant conversation?
"Call me." Si Ye Chen pestered her. "Call me husband."
"If you annoy me again, I'll get out of the car."
Si Ye Chen immediately became quiet, hugged her without saying a word, just occasionally rubbing his forehead against hers and touching her lips.
"You're becoming more and more unrestrained!" Yan Yan was getting a bit annoyed. When will this habit of touching and feeling stop?
"Am I in need of discipline?" Si Yechen followed her words, pleasingly and indulgently smiling. "In the future, you can discipline me more, restrain me more."
"..."
"I just lack a wife who can discipline me." Si Yechen's eyes were gentle and affectionate.
Yan Yan was a bit defenseless, turned her face away on purpose, refusing to look at him.
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