Song Beiye frowned and said, "Don't bother me. I have to go to the company tomorrow. I will definitely wear a suit and tie."
"I'm not worried. Only women understand women's aesthetic preferences. Just listen to me." Song's mother said, walking into Song Beiye's closet.
Seeing how worried she was, Song Beiye leaned against the door and let her help him match the clothes.
Mother Song opened the closet door and immediately frowned. What she saw was not rows of expensive custom-made suits, but some leather coats and some shirts with exaggerated colors.
These clothes, Song Beiye loved to wear in the past, were in line with his flamboyant personality, but they are definitely not suitable now. Mother Song said with disdain: "Look at what kind of clothes you have, you are the future President Song, throw away these clothes."
Alright."
"It would be a pity to throw them away, just put them here." Song Beiye said lazily. He bought these clothes from abroad at a huge price.
When he was racing with others in the past, these clothes were the most flamboyant and in line with his personality.
Mother Song pushed these clothes aside in disgust and took out the suit inside, "Really, I asked the world's top tailors to sew these for you. It's a pity that you just leave them here and don't wear them at all."
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"Too old-fashioned and inappropriate." Song Beiye raised his eyes and glanced at the clothes she was holding, then lowered his head and continued looking at his phone.
Ever since Mr. Song had people release the news, many people have been speculating on the purpose of convening this extraordinary general meeting of shareholders.
He also arranged for people to lead the way, and now more and more people believe that he will replace Song Beixi and become the new generation president of the Song family.
"You're not old-fashioned. These clothes are just right for you to wear to work." Mother Song chose a suit, then a white shirt to match it, and then a tie. "Tomorrow, you will wear this suit to your appointment.
, I believe mom, you are tall and handsome, you will definitely look good in it."
Song Beiye didn't want to be harped on by her anymore, and she was not in good health. If he objected, he was worried about affecting her mood, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay, okay."
Mother Song put her own outfit at the front and said with satisfaction: "This is a good match. Yuanyuan will also like it when she sees it."
"Mom, please believe in my charm." Song Beiye said, as long as he wants to get any woman, he can get any other woman except Li Ni.
Seeing how confident he was, Mother Song couldn't help but shake her head, worried that he wouldn't take her seriously, and warned her again: "Do you think Yuanyuan is that kind of casual girl? Take good care of it, it will be good for you in the future."
"I know, I know, it's getting late, go back and rest quickly." Song Beiye's ears were itchy from the words, and he helplessly held Mother Song's arm and walked out.
Song's mother shook her head helplessly and reminded him: "I want to have a grandson soon, Bei Ye, don't let me down."
"I got it, don't worry, I will have dinner with Miss Chen's family tomorrow." Song Beiye supported Song's mother and lowered his eyes, feeling the waves inside him.
grandson?
She should have had a grandson once.
But under his coercion, Li Ni raised the knife and stabbed her grandson to death.
At that time, he didn't think anything was wrong, but now thinking about that child, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
If she had kept that child, Li Ni would not belong to Song Beixi now, and he would be the biggest winner!
Song Beiye walked back to the study, sat on the office chair, took out his mobile phone, and found Li Ni's photo from the top of the album.
But what if the child didn’t stay?
He will still be the biggest winner!
Li Ni will always belong to him.
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The next day.
When Nian Mu woke up, he found that Mu Shaoling had already gotten up.
She looked at the bed next to her in a daze. Last night, he seemed to have come back very late, and when he went to bed, there seemed to be a hint of coldness from outside.
I don't know if it was an illusion that she was in a daze, but she didn't sleep well in the first half of the night. She didn't sleep soundly until Mu Shaoling came back from working overtime.
Nian Mu touched the bed next to him and found that the warmth was gone. Mu Shaoling must have gotten up very early.
"I woke up so early, so I probably didn't get enough rest." Nian Mu muttered, suddenly remembering what he had talked to Mu Shaoling before.
At that time, she felt sorry for him that he went out early and came back late, and spent the whole day dealing with T Group affairs.
So when he went to bed early that day, she lay in his arms, caressed his forehead and eyebrows, and told her heartache.
After Mu Shaoling patiently listened to what she said, he held her hand in his hand, brought it to his lips and kissed her gently, each and every small kiss falling down to soothe her heart.
He said that as long as Zhan Zhan completes his studies, he can inherit the family business. By then, he will have a lot of time to rest and go on vacation with her.
He said that given Zhanzhan's intelligence, as long as his children were allowed to skip grades, they could quickly complete all the courses.
He said it would only take more than ten years at most.
He said that time would slow down for them then.
Nian Mu still remembers that she was moved to tears when she listened to his planned future, but she still shook her head and expressed that she hoped Zhan Zhan would have a happy childhood and adolescence, and did not want his time to be too full.
Therefore, now that Zhan Zhan feels that the course is very easy, he is not allowed to skip a level.
This is because Mu Shaoling took everything she said to heart.
After Nianmu washed up, he walked out of the bedroom.
The door to the bedroom opposite was open. When she walked to the door, she saw Mu Shaoling sitting at his desk processing documents.
"Mr. Mu, you got up so early." Nian Mu called in a low voice, worried that his voice would wake the child.
"I had a good rest yesterday, so I got up early," Mu Shaoling said.
"..." The way Nian Mu looked at him didn't look like he was tired, but the man in front of him had a record of staying up late for two or three days without sleeping. He was only a little decadent and didn't feel very tired.
Therefore, his words cannot be trusted.
I only slept for two or three hours, how could I have a good rest?
Nian Mu said nothing more and could only say: "I'll go downstairs to prepare breakfast first."
"Please prepare a pot of coffee for me." Mu Shaoling said.
"Okay." Nianmu nodded in agreement.
When they came downstairs, Aunt Wu was already preparing breakfast, while Nian Mu took out the coffee beans and made coffee for Mu Shaoling and Vivian.
"Ms. Nian, sir, don't you get enough rest?" Aunt Wu saw her taking out a thermos and knew what was going on.
"Yes, Mr. Mu came back very late yesterday. After sleeping for two or three hours, he had to get up to work again." Nian Mu said, so she planned to make him a pot of coffee to refresh him when he went to work.
"Sir, it's hard work too. You can't have a good rest even if you manage such a big company." Aunt Wu sighed.
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