MTL - Breaking up, No Joke-Chapter 99

In the background of the Xiaohonghua awards ceremony, Bai Yu was ridiculed by Lin Biao, and then he coldly refused the invitation of the other party to join him in the nightingale.

Lin Biaoyan: "Every time you call you out to eat late at night, you have something. This time, regardless of what you have, I will come and play with us."

Chu Yu is helping me: "Yes. After you came back from you, you didn't go out with us once."

Bai Yu snorted, looking around at the background of people coming and going, and clinging to Lin Biao's ear, whispered.

The smile on Lin Biao’s face was awkward and full of sorrow.

After that, Bai Yu rushed after the two of them came to a kiss.

Chu Yu took the Lin Biao who took away the **** and said, "What did he say to you?"

Lin Biao’s expression was very different. He looked at Chu’s curious eyes and whispered: “He said that he would go back to his wife’s children’s hot head.”

Chu Wei: "..."

When Bo Yumei took the trophy and went home, he saw Song’s parents, Song Shiyi and Xiao watermelon, all sitting on the sofa waiting for themselves, the smile on his face, and went over, politely greeting.

Song’s mother waved her hand. “I’m here to talk to you about the old Song. I’m talking about it.”

Song Dad teased the little watermelon that was noisy in his arms. He said that he said, "This is what you proposed, you said."

Song mother smiled and smiled in front of the three juniors, so she was very angry, but in order to ensure the most basic manner, the face is still a light and faint.

Her faint opening: "A few days ago, the troubles of the city, we have heard of it ^" Bai Yu vaguely guessed what she was going to say, faceless.

"Xiao Bai, you have to stay in the entertainment circle, our family does not matter, but we can not let you Hu." Song mother said.

Bai Yu adjusted his sitting posture and said, "What did I do?"

"The little watermelon is still small. Before he followed you on the variety show, we won't care about you."

Song’s mother said with painstaking thoughts: “But, your rumors have spread to children, do you admit that you are doing right?”

"In order to dig up the scandal about you, people who will harass your identity at all costs will not be able to prevent it!" Song mother looked at Bai Yu. "Little watermelon is the child of our Song family. We can't watch him." Encounter these things."

Bai Yu bent over and picked up an orange. While peeling, he said, "If you want to say something, just say it, don't go around."

"I decided to take the little watermelon away from you with Lao Song. We have to give Xiaotao a new and perfect learning environment." Song Mama began to talk about her own plans.

Bai Yu's nails smashed into the orange peel, and the orange juice slipped into the nails.

"You are all young, still in love, it is not convenient to bring a child with you. I have a lot of time with Lao Song. We can help you bring him." Song mother finished, looking forward to see Bai Yu And said, "What do you think?"

Bai Yu waved his hand at the small watermelon and said, "Come and eat oranges."

The little watermelon came over with a face and looked up at Bai Yu. The milk said, "I don't want to go."

The neglected Song mother quickly turned to the help of Song Dad, but was ignored again.

"I didn't say I want to send you away." Bai Yu stuffed the orange into his mouth, then looked at Song Mother and said, "Your proposal, I refuse."

Song’s mother almost jumped up and said, “Why!”

Shouldn't he agree with ecstasy?

"I am very sorry, that time because of my negligence almost caused damage to the small watermelon, but I can guarantee that the day will not happen again." Bai Yu took over the paper towel handed over by Song Shizhen to help the child wipe his mouth.

"I am the direct guardian of the child. I have the right to protect him from leaving me."

Bai Yu’s tone is cold. “If nothing happens, I will go upstairs first.”

"Yan Shu!" Song mother did not accept his perfunctory attitude, "take the young master, we have to talk alone."

Bai Yu holds a small watermelon and refuses the hand that Yan Shu has extended: "Let's just say it."

Song Shiyi said: "The small watermelon is still small and can't leave the parents' side. Mom, the time is late, if nothing happens, you can go back with Dad."

Song’s mother’s unbelievable eyes widened: “You want to drive me away?”

Song Dad took her to stand up: "Well, you should rest first. Also, this matter is not here, no one mentions it."

He promised Song Mama to come here for the purpose, but simply wanted to see his grandson. Now that his grandson saw it, he can feel at ease.

Mother Song did not want to leave. "Is there such a big villa, not even a room?"

"Have."

Bai Yu walked up the second floor with a small watermelon. "Yan Shu, gave the uncle and aunt a room to clean up. Let the cooks lick the eggs and send the milk to the floor."

Yan Shu "hmm" gave a cry.

Song mother glanced at Song Shiyi, and then followed Bai Yu’s footsteps to the second floor room, and Yan Shu followed her.

Song Dad sighed and looked at Song Shiyi: "She wants a little watermelon too."

"I understand. But, what Mom did during this time is really too much. I am afraid that Bai Yu will not agree to you to get along with the children in private." Song Shiyi said.

Song Dad shook his head. "Bai Yu looked at the unrequited love, but his heart was soft. Your mother thought that he would not be able to accept it for a while. After a long time, he might be able to have a good relationship."

"Yeah." Song Shizhen walked up the second floor with Song Dad. "Yes, the big brother came back two months later."

"When the business there is stable, he will not have to go anymore and stay in Huacheng," Song said.

Song Shiyi nodded and did not express his opinion. He walked into the room of the small watermelon.

Bai Yu sat on the bed and told the story about the small watermelon.

"Is it handled?" Bai Yu did not look at him, said from his own.

"Yeah." Song Shiyi stood at the door far away, did not come over and said: "I am going back to the house to wait for you."

"Good night, good night." Little watermelon extended to say hello to him.

Not long after Song Shiyi returned to the bedroom, Bai Yu came back and said: "Is the small watermelon sleeping?"

"Yan Shu feeds him to eat, I will be back."

Bai Yu sat next to him and said with a low mood: "I don't have any elders in my family, so I don't know how to deal with the relationship between my elders. I just made you feel embarrassed."

"This is not your fault, and I don't agree to leave the small watermelon so small." Song Shiyi said, "Dad's meaning is the same, he supports us."

"!" Bai Yu was shocked.

In the Song Dynasty, he said slowly: "My parents have been in this way for so many years, and they are used to it."

Song’s mother did everything she wanted, sometimes she couldn’t make up her mind, and she would pull Song’s father together.

In many cases, Song Dad disagreed with her practice, but she would not refuse her in person, but would only violate her in the back.

"They are very loving." Bai Yu lamented.

Although the way the Song family's parents get along is a bit strange, it is undeniable that they really love it.

Otherwise, according to the temper of Song Dad, it is estimated that it is impossible to tolerate such a mindless person to sleep on the pillow.

Bai Yu suddenly had a bit of interest in Song Shiyi’s family. He sat down on Song’s leg and said, “I remember you said that your older brother will come back later. You told me that he What kind of person is it."

"Big brother is very smart." Song Shiyi racked his brains and only thought of this adjective.

Bai Yu: "Without this, there is no other advantage. I remember that your brothers are similar in appearance. Your temper should be about the same."

"Have you seen your eldest brother?"

Bai Yu’s eyes are a bit strange: “I have seen it in newspapers, and your facial features and temperament are similar.”

"Big brother's temper is very good." Song Shiyi continued, "Big brother gave some gifts to the small watermelon, the gift is downstairs, remember to give him tomorrow."

“What are the gifts?” Bai Yu was curious, leaving all the problems he had just entangled behind.

In the impression of Bai Yu, the Song family is a man who is more legendary than the Song Dynasty in the mall, so he is really curious about what gifts the other party will give to the children.

"A box of story books and a box of model airplanes, a box of robots." Song Shiyi faintly said.

“Why send a box?”

"This is the gift he owes for two years." Song Shiyi glanced at the wall clock hanging on the wall and said, "Go to the bath."

Bai Yu went into the bathroom, and everyone in the Song family was so strange.

I had no dreams for a night. After the next day, Bo Yu got refreshed from the bed and put the trophy that he had received yesterday in the room. He took a dozen photos from different angles and then sent them all in the chat group. .

Lin Biao: Roll!

Chu Wei: .. Jiao Li: still eating soil in the desert... lying trough! I knew that I wouldn’t come here, but I might as well give an award to Xiaobaizi.

Chu Yu: I love Mo Mo, there is a video, let you see this guy when he gets the trophy, the expression is called a fine! color!

Lin Biao: +1, this should be the stain of his life.

Bai Yu: Pull black! Pull all black!

In the breakup group got a heavy blow, Bai Yu sent the photos to another group.

Secretary Chu: Continue to work hard, what?

Qiu Feng: You are there, have time to video chat with me, my son is next to him, he wants to personally congratulate you.

Bai Yu: Lao Song is still asleep.

Then open the chat window with Qiu Feng alone, invite the other party to video chat, but the result is rejected by the second.

Bai Yu:...

After half a minute, Qiu Feng: No need. My son went to bed, and he said that he didn't want to video with you in the future.

Bai Yu: So I am because of the old Song, and lost a true love powder?

Song Shizhen: ...

After chatting in the group, Bai Yucai put down his mobile phone and went downstairs to have breakfast.

It should be too late to talk last night, so today morning, the Song family did not get up.

After quickly solving the breakfast, Bai Yu went out to school with a small watermelon. He spent some money and stuffed the small watermelon into the kindergarten in advance.

Bai Yu just put the small watermelon in the kindergarten. He just walked into a nearby bookstore and strolled around. Before he had time to sweep the goods, he was interrupted by a strange call to all the plans he had arranged.

"Bai Yu, it's me ^" is low, the familiar male voice sounds at the end of the phone.

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