When the song ended, Shi Qianduo had yet to come back to her senses.
"You're here? Come in." He did not turn around and did not mention Shi Qianduo's name, but Shi Qianduo knew he was talking about her. She really wondered if this man had eyes in the back of his head.
Shi Qianduo walked in. The chair was very long, so she walked over and sat down, looking at him.
He Yian was dressed in gray loungewear today, looking very elegant.
"I'm very good-looking?" He Yian turned his head slightly, and their eyes met for a brief moment.
Shi Qianduo could not believe it because his gaze was too deep. She smiled and nodded. "Yes, and his voice is nice too." His voice was like a melodious cello.
"The word 'good-looking' isn't suitable for describing guys." He Yian said indifferently without any change in his expression. He only handed Jing Xing to her.
With the baby in her arms, Shi Qianduo immediately stopped thinking about it. However, because she did not hold him often, his movements were stiff, which might have made him uncomfortable. As soon as Jing Xing was in her arms, he immediately started crying and his little body was wriggling.
Seeing her son cry, Shi Qianduo panicked and tried to comfort him. "Jing Xing, be good. Mommy's here..."
The babysitter was next door. When she heard the child cry, she hurried over. "He might be hungry. I'll get him to drink some milk." With that, she left with the child.
Shi Qianduo looked defeated, then she said to He Yian, "Jing Xing seems to be a little heavy."
"Does he? I've been carrying him every day, so I didn't realize it." He Yian answered.
Shi Qianduo looked at him with one hand supporting her chin, "He's still in his infancy stage, so I can't tell who he looks like. If he looks like you in the future, he should be very handsome." As she spoke, she sized He Yian up carefully. "Although you don't have any outstanding points, at least you're pretty good looking. That's a little useful. "
He Yian was speechless. He felt that Shi Qianduo's words did not sound like praise at all. They sounded more like sarcasm. Shi Qianduo was definitely the first person who dared to mock him.
Shi Qianduo and He Yian were strangers, and with the age difference of ten years, there was already a generation gap between them. After she asked about Jing Xing, the two of them had nothing to say. She looked down at the time and knew that Jing Xing had almost finished his milk, so she went to see the child.
Jing Xing had finished his milk and was sleeping soundly in his crib. Shi Qianduo stood at the side, her gentle eyes full of love. She gently held her son's hand and put it on his face. Her heart turned to mush.
When she turned to leave the nursery, He Yian had already changed into a suit. She asked, "You're going out?"
"Yes, I have an appointment." He Yian said calmly.
"I'll drive you, I drove here," Shi Qianduo said and left the Rose Garden with him.
Shi Qianduo's small car was just at the entrance. She opened the car door and entered. He Yian sat in the front passenger seat. He was tall and had long legs. It was a little cramped in such a small car.
Shi Qianduo's driving skills were not bad, but it was the evening peak hour and there was a traffic jam. She looked at the rearview mirror while driving and muttered, "Has that Rolls-Royce been following us?"
He Yian sat in the front passenger seat and did not say anything, but his phone vibrated occasionally. He glanced at it and saw a message from Yu Chenxu: [Boss? [What's going on?]
He Yian replied: [You don't have to follow me. Wait for me at the company.]
The next second, Shi Qianduo saw the Rolls-Royce suddenly accelerate and disappear.
Shi Qianduo did not pay much attention to it, but just as she entered the city center, her phone rang. She pressed on her Bluetooth earpiece and heard Zhou Ting's urgent voice, "I saw your dad with Bureau Chief Peng. Come over immediately."
For the past few days, Zhou Ting had been waiting in front of the government building, waiting for this opportunity.
"I have something to do at the government office." Shi Qianduo hung up the phone and immediately turned the car around. The speed of the car also increased significantly.
He Yian's expression changed slightly, but he still did not say anything.
When they arrived at their destination, Shi Qianduo did not get out of the car immediately. Instead, she took out some eye drops and dripped them into her eyes in front of He Yian. She only put down the eye drops when she looked pitiful. Then, she threw the car key to him. "I have something to do, so I can't send you. You can drive yourself."
He Yian sat back in the driver's seat, but he was not in a hurry to leave.
Meanwhile, Shi Qianduo ran to Bureau Chief Peng and Shi Boyong with tears streaming down her face. "Dad, Uncle Peng."
"What's wrong, Qianduo? Who bullied you? Tell uncle." Peng Zhuofan said. He was the chief of the police station, 50 years old. His eyes were full of killing intent, and he was a serious person.