Song Bei'an took it seriously and cared.

Because there is a record of withdrawing information, from his point of view, this is a decision she made after careful consideration.

Moreover, he had already guessed how tangled and contradictory she was when she sent the message.

Otherwise, how could it be withdrawn immediately after sending the message?

After withdrawing the message, resend it after a few minutes.

He wasn't sure what she withdrew, but he could guess from the invitation message behind her that she must be hesitating and struggling in her heart.

Therefore, Song Bei'an did not doubt the authenticity of the information.

If Su Nianen had sent such a message in the first place, Song Bei'an would have ignored it, or thought she was joking, and even thought it was sent by the wrong person.

However, there is a withdrawal message, and it must be Su Nianen himself.

Song Bei'an drank, but couldn't sleep that night.

He didn't return to Su Nian'en, and he struggled all night.

The next day, Wen Xiaoyu went to the hotel and got ready to wait for someone.

But Song Bei'an didn't go.

He stayed at home all the time, even, in order to ignore the suffering in his heart, he went home.

Fisher followed him, stayed at home for a while, and then left.

When Ms. Song came out, Fisher was not there. Seeing his son's face was very ugly, she immediately approached him and stroked his forehead.

"Is there something uncomfortable?"

Song Bei'an blocked his mother's hand, "No."

Song Youzhi was very unhappy when his hand was blocked, and sat aside with a cold tone.

"You have a wife, so you won't let your mother get close?"

"Nothing."

"she left?"

"There is a program to be recorded, let's go."

Song Bei'an replied calmly, all the managers have chased here, and Fisher refused to go, but there is no way, she signed the contract.

Song Youzhi chuckled, "An actor is busier than our boss who manages a company with thousands of people."

"Um."

Song Bei'an agreed, but didn't intend to speak for his girlfriend.

Song Youzhi felt that her son didn't really like that female star. Seeing her son seem to grow up overnight, without the foolishness he used to, she felt that something was missing.

Song Youzhi blamed himself in his heart, after all, he failed to help his son.

His son was robbing Gu Xichuan, and he admitted that he lost, but was he really willing in his heart?

Really reconciled, the people around me will not be Fisher.

How childish and twisted is this?

He thought that if he did this, what would Gu Xichuan think?

Song Youzhi had already checked, and Gu Xichuan had nothing to do with Fisher at all. Even though the female celebrity is the spokesperson of Lingfeng Mall, it was not Gu Xichuan who decided on her, but the board of directors and the external propaganda department. Gu Xichuan just didn't object and just signed.

So, with this son's move, who is he angry with?

In the end it was with himself.

Song Youzhi said: "I heard from the compound that Gu Tingxuan was sent to live a few days ago, and Gu Xichuan and the others moved in yesterday. I don't know what I'm planning, but I suddenly thought of trying to please the old lady. Son, if you have Time, go see your grandma too? After all, grandma is good to you, and she really likes you. "

"No."

come to grief.

Song Youzhi comforted softly: "Don't be angry with yourself, you have to let yourself go, huh?"

"Anger? A joke."

Song Bei'an got up suddenly. He thought that he couldn't sit like this, because he was too easily disturbed.

He wants to control himself, he can't go out of the house today, he can't go to Huating Hotel.

However, the more he controlled, the more it seemed that there was an inducer pulling him and waving at him.

That woman, that woman who might have regretted it, was waiting for him in Huating.

This information has been lingering in my mind.

"Mom, I'm going to play two games, don't disturb me."

"Son..."

Song Bei'an quickly went upstairs and started playing games.

During the game, the effect was remarkable, but when he stopped, the hands that pulled him were still there.

After a few games, it was dark.

Song Bei'an exhaled, took a shower, changed his clothes and went downstairs.

"Son, it's time to eat. Are you tired? Mom called a technician for you, and he will come at eight o'clock to relax your shoulders and neck, huh?"

Song Bei'an went straight to the porch, "No, it's something to go out."

"Go out now? Let's go after dinner, son, son..."

"You and Dad were expecting me to be successful before, but now I only have work in my heart. Mom, you should be happy for me." Song Bei'an said.

Song Youzhi sighed, "Then I have to eat."

"Come back when you have time, the company is in a hurry."

Song Bei'an left directly, driving his favorite sports car, and dressed up very energetically.

Not to go to the appointment, but to see if the person is still there.

If so, let's have a chat.

If not, not...

It's okay, as if nothing happened, as if you didn't see that message.

As soon as Song Bei'an's car was driven out of the basement, Xue Zheng came in on the phone, and when he got through, he heard his distraught voice.

"Brother, where are you?"

"Family."

"Bah! You are still pretending to be with me, can you be at home? You and that bitch Wen Xiaoyu are gone, are you at home? We have been brothers for so many years, why are you like this?"

Song Bei'an was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Why are you insane?"

"Are we still brothers? My friend's wife, don't bully me! Even if he's just a woman I slept with, you can't touch her! I'm wondering, when you fuck her, do you think it's dirty? Or is it my brother? I’ve been there, you’ve had a great time, haven’t you?”

Song Bei'an: "Crazy!"

Song Bei'an hung up the phone directly, but the car turned around, drove back to the basement, and headed home.

Song Youzhi was still in a daze at the door, feeling that his son had become something he would no longer recognize, and blamed himself.

She really wanted her son to follow in Gu Xichuan's footsteps, but when she saw her son really become like this, her heart ached.

"son?"

Song Youzhi raised his eyes, and saw his own son standing in front of him.

Song Youzhi almost cried with joy, the excitement at the moment was no less than when Lin Shen saw the deer.

"Did your conscience realize that you came back to eat with your mother?"

"no."

Song Bei'an pushed Song Youzhi into the room, and muttered in a low voice:

"Still standing at the door, afraid that I won't come back? I'll come back when I'm not busy. I didn't sleep last night, so I'll come back to accompany you today if I have a little time? Let me be like a bastard before, so I can't sleep at home today It’s a day and a half, how can I think of having an old mother at home?”

Song Youzhi was coaxed by his son, and held his son's arm without letting go.

"Yes, I always hoped that you would be sensible. But when you are sensible, I am very reluctant. I still think it was better before, at least you are happy, and so is mother."

Parents all over the world don't want to see their children unhappy because of the so-called achievements. If happiness is compared with achievement, Song Youzhi will choose the former.

"What are you talking about?"

Song Bei'an patted her on the shoulder and made a video call to Xue Zheng at the same time.

Xue Zheng didn't get connected until the last second.