Beside her mother, Yu Caiqing, she didn’t learn how her mother taught her to speak with a sound, but she learned very well.
Chu Fei looked at her gloomily and said that her voice was cold and wooshing. "You are not allowed to come to my office without my permission."
Song Anhe dazed zheng face some stiff white expression.
Is he driving her away in disguise?
She Song Anhe really can’t melt into his heart? She doesn’t believe that Chu Fei-yuan has no feelings for her.
Chapter 361 She is not allowed to appear
Song Anhe suddenly whispered, "Not far, I think …"
So suddenly a word not only froze herself, but also froze Chu Fei far away.
Chu Fei’s distant eyes are as dark as thick ink, and his eyes suddenly become somewhat gloomy. "Zhuo Wen!"
At first, however, the sound rang out, and Zhuowen was shaking and quickly ran in.
"What happened to manager Chu?" Zhuo Wen came in and took a look at Song Anhe, whose face was white and not normal, and then looked at Chu Fei, who was livid. "What is it?"
"This woman is not allowed to come to the top floor!" Chu Fei looked straight at Zhuo Wen with a cold and calm face. "She is not allowed to appear five meters away from me!"
An almost impersonal command
Zhuo Wen looked at Chu Fei Yuan Chu in amazement. What’s the matter? Didn’t you offend your aunt by giving such an order? So madam will spare you?
Of course, Zhuo Wen dare not ask these questions, let alone say them.
"Miss Song, please go back." Zhuo Wen was ordered to reach out and make a gesture. It was very polite to ask Song Anhe to go out.
Song Anhe stood there motionless as if he hadn’t heard it, and his eyes kept falling on Chufei’s distant body.
He gave her such an order!
"Miss Song"
Zhuo Wen was afraid that Chu Fei would be more angry later. He stretched out his hand directly in front of Song Anhe and waved it. Then his side blocked Song Anhe’s line of sight. "Chu always has something now. Please go back."
Song Anhe recovered, and his lips were slightly parted, but he was finally able to bite his teeth and go out.
Zhuowen looked at Song Anhe and shook his head from the lonely back. I secretly thought it wouldn’t be another woman with bad intentions towards Chu.
He got a fright when he thought about himself. Pei Pei Pei Song Anhe, but how can his wife and sister like General Chu?
But …
Judging from his many years’ experience of staying in Chufei, he guessed it right.
……
Because of Shi Qian, Song Anqiao simply stayed at home instead of going to the sweet shop. She wanted to do something to kill time when she was idle at home.
The little rice cake is watched by the old lady and her mother with a brush to draw and play by herself.
Song Anqiao couldn’t help frowning when he looked at the littering of drawing paper on the ground. "It’s not right for you to litter, little rice cake. It will cause trouble to others."
When the little rice cake heard her mother’s words, she looked up blankly and looked into her eyes, which seemed to be thinking about her words.
The old lady reached out and touched the head of the small rice cake. "It’s okay for grandma to help you collect it."
Song Anqiao’s eyebrows tightened even more. She said softly, "Grandma will make her form a bad habit."
Section 23
The old lady also knows this because she thinks that children don’t need to be so strict.
And Song Anqiao’s mother doesn’t like small rice cakes very much, which just makes her put away and fold the drawing papers one by one.
Small rice cakes are put away one by one, and the small hands stretch out clearly, but they still bring a little milk. "Mom gives candy."
She will help her mother to do good again, and she will be rewarded with Song Anqiao.
Song anqiao’s black line slowly sat down and hugged his daughter in her arms. The tone was very soft. "Little rice cake, mom asked you if you threw those drawing papers?"
Little rice cake wanted to think and nodded seriously.
Song Anqiao looked at her daughter quietly. "Since you threw it yourself and picked it up, do you still need a reward from your mother?"
The little rice cake face is a little unhappy as it crosses its mouth.
Song anqiao reached out and gently comforted his daughter, the little rice cake and the little brain seemed to be giving her a sigh of relief. "Are you angry with your mother?"
The little rice cake lowered its head and pouted without talking.
"What did you tell Mom and Dad to do wrong that upset you?" Song anqiao’s voice is very light. Her tone is like discussing things with her daughter’s little rice cake again. "Speak it out and mom will correct it."
The little rice cake looked up and pouted and shook her head. "Mom didn’t do anything wrong. The little rice cake was very sad."
Song Anqiao smiled. "Come on, don’t be sad. You can pick it up without crying, and your mother will forgive you."
"really?" Little rice cake with big eyes "Mom, aren’t you angry with little rice cake?"
"Don’t be angry," Song Anqiao said with a smile. "You will be more worried if you kiss your mother."
The little rice cake listened and kissed Song Anqiao on the cheek without hesitation.
The old lady looked at everything from her heart and listened to Song Anqiao’s handling method. So the old lady cooperated with Song Anqiao very much and said to the little rice cake, "Grandma also wants to kiss the little rice cake."
The little rice cake turned around and gave the old lady a kiss happily.
The little rice cake was completely heartbroken, holding Song Anqiao’s neck and singing sweetly. "Mom’s little rice cake is happy again."
Song anqiao smiled deeply and her daughter was very sensible.
At noon, Song Anqiao tidied things at home and sat on the carpet to help her mother tidy up.
"This is a hundred-day photo of a small rice cake."
Look at the photo album "Little Rice Cake Cute"
Song anqiao boasted that his daughter was never stingy, "not only cute but also beautiful."
Small rice cakes are shy and cover their faces.
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