After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 200 The most difficult time

That night, the atmosphere at dinner in the Duan family's old house was extremely strange.

Song Zi and Song Yezi, who usually acted as the atmosphere at the table, did not speak a word.

Xiaofeng is a child, but he is still babbling and talking.

Duan Chengxiong and Xu Rou, who usually didn't like talking while eating, were even quieter.

In the middle of the meal, Duan Xiaowu said to Duan Chengxiong.

"Dad, the company will start working in two days, and Chang Rong and I will go back to Yushui Bay tomorrow."

Duan Chengxiong was drinking the bone soup that Xu Rou had served her just now.

"Well, it's time to go back."

He looked at Duan Xiaowu.

"The first half of this year is very important to you. The development of Xinrong Shuguang and the Duan family cannot be left behind. Your wedding with Chang Rong is also about to be held. You two have to pay more attention to it."

Duan Xiaowu nodded.

"Well, I know that the CNW technical line has been officially put into use, and the office building has been under construction. It won't be long before it is completed."

Chang Rong also put down his chopsticks and said to Duan Chengxiong.

"Dad, don't worry, the construction period of the laboratory in T City is relatively long. During this period, I will keep an eye on Xiao Wu and let her rest on time."

"Well, okay, otherwise, with her temperament, she will just immerse herself in work."

Duan Xiaowu turned around and glared at Chang Rong, who was unmoved.

Song Yezi was naturally not interested in eating when she was sitting next to him. Seeing her holding her chopsticks in a daze, Songzi knew that she was still thinking about Feng Yian's family.

When Song Yezi wasn't paying attention, Songzi put a piece of smooth meat into her bowl.

In addition to the meat that he had thrown into Song Yezi's bowl just now when he took the opportunity, a small point had now appeared in Song Yezi's bowl.

Xiaofeng, who had a good eye next to him, saw it and raised his finger at Sun Qianyi.

Sun Qianyi bent down slightly, and the little guy came close to Sun Qianyi's ear and whispered.

"Mom, Brother Songzi is going to feed Sister Yezi into a fat little pig."

The child thought he was whispering, but little did he know that everyone present had heard his not-so-authentic whisper.

Songzi glanced at Xiaofeng and made a gesture of scraping his nose.

"Boy, how big is this bowl? It's smaller than your silicone dinner plate. Sister Yezi only eats so much, how can she turn into a fat pig?"

Xiaofeng was not used to being yelled at by Songzi.

In the past, if something happened to Sister Noko, Brother Matsuko would be the first to laugh. Why is Brother Matsuko speaking for Sister Noko today?
Song Yezi couldn't stand it anymore, so he poured the food from his own bowl into Songzi's bowl.

"Thank you, but I'm not hungry today. You can eat it yourself."

After finishing speaking, before Songzi could speak, she turned to look at Duan Chengxiong.

"Dad Duan, Aunt Xu, I'm a little tired. Let's go upstairs to rest first."

"Well, okay, you can rest. If you feel hungry at night, just get up and have a midnight snack."

Duan Chengxiong smiled kindly.

Song Yezi nodded and walked upstairs alone.

Chang Rong and Sun Qianyi glanced at Song Zi at the same time. Song Zi's eyes dimmed after Song Yezi went upstairs.

In the dead of night, Song Yezi sat in front of the bed, quietly looking at the dark night outside the window.

There was no light in the room and she didn't make any sound.

This night, she was destined to not be able to sleep well.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

Song Yezi turned his head and the door was knocked for the second time.

She walked slowly to the door, her hand on the door handle, but she made no move.

"I know you're not asleep."

Song Zi's deep voice came from outside the door. Song Yezi hesitated for a while before opening the door to the room.When Songzi looked up, he only saw Song Yezi's face, and the room was dark.

He licked his dry lips and asked.

"Can I go out for a walk?"

Song Yezi took a deep breath and felt that he didn't recognize the person in front of him.

"Songzi, I will pretend that I have never heard what you said to me today, and I won't need to mention it again in the future."

After saying that, Song Yezi wanted to close the bedroom door, but Songzi pushed the door handle from the outside.

"Yezi, can you listen to what I have to say? I was impulsive this afternoon. Can you give me a chance to explain?"

Songzi's eyes were extremely sincere, even pleading.

Song Yezi had never observed Songzi's eyes so carefully as he did today.

His eyes are large, deep and lively, and the bridge of his nose is also very straight.

If instead of his usual dandy talk, he had the same calm personality as Chang Rong, he would also be able to charm many people.

Even though he is out of shape all day long, he never lacks suitors.

But Songzi didn't want to look at any of those suitors.

If you don't like it, it doesn't matter how long you look at it. He never wastes time on such meaningless things.

After getting along with each other for such a long time, Song Yezi already knew Songzi's true personality. When it came to business matters, Songzi would never be unreliable.

Song Yezi still remembers the last time he helped her teach her a lesson about sending her family off.

However, after the relationship between people reaches a critical point, it is too difficult to move forward.

Song Yezi took a step back and stubbornly wanted to close the door, but Song Zi's hand never relaxed.

"Just for a moment, you can just...accompany and chat with an ordinary friend, okay?"

"..."

Song Yezi felt that the door handle was getting hot from her pinching. In the end, she followed Song Zi out.

The outdoor temperature was very low in the middle of the night. Both of them were wearing coats and scarves, walking on the deserted path.

Songzi put his hand in his pocket, stroking the pebbles inside, and breathed out white air as he spoke.

"When I was young, my parents were busy at work every day and hardly had time to come back to see me. So when I was a child, I always had game consoles to accompany me."

Song Yezi listened quietly, and suddenly remembered the decoration style of Songzi's office.

"When I got older and wiser, and no longer relied on them, they said I didn't care much about family ties and only knew how to tinker with game consoles and play with those cold tools."

Song Zi said and laughed, turning his head to look at Song Yezi.

"My mother was very nice to you when she met you before. You must not be able to tell that she is a very strong person."

Song Yezi nodded.

"I really didn't notice it. I thought Auntie was a very easy-going person."

"That's only for you."

Songzi smiled.

"She has always been strong towards me. Now she is a little better. She just says a few words from time to time. This is all thanks to Chang Rong."

"Chang Rong?"

Ye Zi never heard how Song Zi and Chang Rong met.

"Yes, Chang Rong saved me once when I was in school and asked his driver to take me home. My mother happened to be at home at that time."

"So later, my mother would know how lonely I was when I was alone. She put down a lot of her work to be with me, but I no longer needed them to accompany me all the time."

Song Yezi thought of when she was a child, when Song's father and Song's mother had just given birth to Song Jingyang, she was like a transparent person at home, returning to a life of talking to stones every day.

"Yezi, when I was in the most difficult time, it was the rocks and game consoles you gave me that helped me get through it."

Under the street lamp, Song Zi and Song Yezi looked at each other.

(End of this chapter)