LAN Beilin is not so exclusive to the problem of a title. Based on her relationship with song Yan, she frankly accepted it.
When she heard that song Yan was going to make dumplings today, she went to help on her own. Xiao baozi also went to help out because of curiosity, while Li Qingyu and Gu Yao went to the study to talk about things.
"Xiaorou, I heard that your husband's mother is very bad to you. Is it true?" When lanbeilin was making dumplings, she couldn't help asking her such a question. Lanbeilin still sympathized with her about her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. In the past, she had a bad life because of this problem. Unexpectedly, now she met a good man as she wished, but the mother of a good man
Song Yan knew what she was worried about, so she confessed to her, "she has a deep prejudice against me, so... In short, it's a little hard to say."
She also didn't want to discuss more topics related to Luo Suwen. Before she couldn't accept her existence, she had to choose to avoid her and try not to appear in front of her, so as not to have another heart attack when she was excited, and the consequences could not be borne by her.
LAN Beilin looked at her sympathetically, but sighed. She couldn't help her with such a problem. After all, she didn't have any experience with her mother-in-law, and Gu Yao never mentioned his family to her, and she didn't bother to ask.
However, there was another feeling in her heart. She felt that Gu Yao felt more and more similar to song Yao she had known before. She couldn't help imagining that he was the same person as song Yao, but changed his face.
Nowadays, cosmetic surgery is so developed that it is not difficult for a person to change a face.
"Xiaorou, what are you going to do?"
Song Yao shook his head gently, indicating that she didn't know what to do. If she knew what to do, she wouldn't hide here now.
"At present, it's just one step at a time."
Little steamed stuffed bun stared at her with some doubts in his eyes and suddenly asked, "Ma Ma, is grandma bad for you?"
Song Yan smiled and said softly, "nothing. Don't ask so many things as a child."
"Oh." Steamed stuffed bun obediently shut up and continued to make dumplings.
It is better to say that he is learning to make dumplings than to say that he is playing with it as a toy. The shape of the dumplings is terrible.
"Baby, the dumplings you made will be given to your father later, you know?" Song Yan suddenly wanted to see what kind of expression Li Qingyu had when he ate the dumplings wrapped by his son.
But the little steamed stuffed bun replied, "I want to wrap it for Ma Ma. My father always bullies me and doesn't give it to him."
Lanbeilin obviously saw song Yan's intention, and after she heard the answer from the steamed stuffed bun, she couldn't help laughing.
Song Yan wants to take the opportunity to pit Li Qingyu. Unexpectedly, she will pit herself directly.
She smiled and looked at the steamed stuffed bun. Her eyes were full of joy. "Baby, you're so good, but I still think your dumplings are better for your father."
Little steamed stuffed bun looked at her puzzled and asked, "why?"
"Because you can please dad."
"I don't want to please him at all." Little steamed stuffed bun is disdainful.
Li Qingyu and Gu Yao stood in front of the French window and spoke.
"Thank you for your help in dealing with the affairs of our song family." Gu Yao really thanked him for what he had done. Even if he only intervened because of song Yan, he still had to thank him.
Li Qingyu looked at him with a faint look in his eyes, and the look at the bottom of his eyes was a little complicated. "I know that you specially arranged for Xu Yan to waste one leg. As a brother, you also love your sister very much."
Gu Yao smiled bitterly and said, "compared with what you did, what I did is not worth mentioning. Originally, the Song family's business was my responsibility, but you took over, and I became a shrinking turtle."
"You are not fit to stand up at this time." Li Qingyu knew that what happened in the Song family was serious. If Gu Yao explained his identity and stood up, he would be punished by the law, and some people would try their best to attack him and harm him.
"Don't worry, I can still cope with such things, but I'm worried that Xu Zhengwei will suddenly do something."
After all, Xu Yan was found to be inhumane by Li Qingyu for revenge, and later designed by Gu Yao and lost one leg. Xu Zhengwei will do anything to help his son get revenge.
"I've got him monitored." Gu Yao replied, "you just need to be responsible for xiaorou's safety."
Li Qingyu nodded slightly. The Xu family and an family were also noticed. He found that Xu Zhengwei had met with an Guohui in private. As for what they would talk about when they met, he didn't need to guess too much.
It is now possible to confirm that Xu Zhengwei and an Guohui jointly did what happened to the Song family in those years, but they lack the same evidence against them.
The only key to the evidence is song Yan.
"Knock knock." Someone came and knocked at the door.
"Come in." Li Qingyu replied.
Then the door was opened. Song Yan put her head in and said with a smile, "you can eat dumplings. Eat them first and then talk about other things."
Li Qingyu nodded and walked out of the study with Gu Yao.
When he went to the table and sat down, Li Qingyu first looked at the dumplings in the bowl. The shape was very strange, and then inadvertently swept the dumplings in their bowl. The shape was very normal.
He took another look at Song Yan and saw that her mouth was obviously smiling, and the expression on her face looked like holding a smile.
The steamed stuffed bun looked at Li Qingyu with bright eyes and said, "Dad, I made the dumplings in your bowl. I specially flattered you."
"Poof." Song Yan couldn't hold back her smile when she heard the little steamed stuffed bun say so. She burst into laughter at once.
Gu Yao and LAN Beilin also looked into Li Qingyu's bowl and couldn't help laughing.
"Why don't you try to please your mother?" Li Qingyu asked him angrily. Looking at such ugly dumplings in the bowl, it simply affected his appetite, but after all, it was made by his son himself and he had to eat it.
The steamed stuffed bun looked at him wrongfully and retorted, "I also want to give it to Ma Ma, but Ma Ma said I want to give it to you. If I want to please you, you will give me money."
Li Qingyu's eyes suddenly chilly projected on Song Yan, as if to freeze her.
Song Yan pretended not to notice, ignored his eyes and continued to eat dumplings leisurely.