Chapter 453: Stop Dad From Marrying

Xiao Ke quietly waved to her, telling her to keep a low profile.

In fact, he and Xiao Ai have been suffering from insomnia these days simply because they slept too much in the kindergarten.

Although everything is fine here with grandpa, he has not seen mom and dad for so long, so he must do something.

In the past, grandma thought mommy was of low origin, but now mommy has become the daughter of the Song family.

No one will stop daddy from marrying mommy anymore.

He made a rough calculation and found that it would take at least three months for Mommy's wounds to fully recover.

During this period, his and Xiao Ai's mission was to facilitate Daddy and Mommy's marriage.

At one o'clock in the morning, there was a faint smell of tobacco in the air in the study on the second floor of Bishui Qingqingyuan.

Lu Juefeng stared at the computer screen, placed his thin lips on the cigarette butt, and took a deep breath.

The moment the cigarette butt lit up, sparks were reflected in his deep eyes. There was a layer of bloodshot eyes in his eyes due to staying up late, but there was no lack of fatigue in his eyes.

"Immediately ask people to delete the online comments. From now on, no one will be allowed to slander Bai Zhi online."

Ma Dong woke up the moment he received Lu Juefeng's call. He immediately turned on his computer to check the news on the Internet.

Overnight, Bai Zhi was hacked again.

There were countless insults and insults in the comments below, saying that she seduced Lu Juefeng. Of course, there were also sour grapes who thought that Bai Zhi had undergone plastic surgery. There was even a big V who opened a post dedicated to Bai Zhi and spared no effort to Bai Zhi.

Of course, there are a small number of sane people who speak for Bai Zhi, but they are drowned in such a large wave of black comments and are inconspicuous.

Ma Dong felt a little headache, "Don't worry, Mr. Lu, I'll handle it right away."

"You go contact the high-end jewelry designer in Paris and send my private jet to pick him up tomorrow morning."

"yes."

Ma Dong answered happily and was secretly surprised.

Sending a special plane to hire a jewelry designer was definitely not just for fun. Mr. Lu called him at around one o'clock in the morning. Both orders were related to Miss Bai. What kind of rhythm is this?

In the southern garden, the morning light shines through the window into the bedroom.

Bai Zhi held on to the furniture and groped her way to the window.

At the end of February, the cold winter gradually recedes, everything recovers, and even the breeze carries a little warmth.

The bright sunshine swayed with the breeze. Bai Zhi stretched out her hand, slowly grasped the beam, and then released it. This warm feeling, which she once thought she had completely lost, is now back.

"Miss, it's time for you to go downstairs for breakfast." The servant stood outside the door, looking at the woman who was bathed in the sun and looked like an elf. Her eyes were covered by white cloth, but she could not conceal her astonishing beauty.

Bai Zhi turned around and let the servant carefully help her out of the door.

"Good morning, Mommy!" As soon as she went out, two small glutinous rice dumplings were stuck to her feet.

"Good morning, babies." Bai Zhi bent down, stretched out her hand to rub Xiaoke Xiaoai's head, and accepted the good morning kiss from them.

The restaurant is located by the window on the second floor of the villa.

Facing a medium-sized sea of ​​flowers, downstairs the orchids are blooming in full bloom in February. When the wind blows, you can smell the faint fragrance of orchids.

At the dining table, Song Siming sat at the head, and Song Licheng sat on the left side of Song Siming.

Seeing Xiaoke Xiaoai pulling Bai Zhi in, Song Lili immediately stood up and helped Bai Zhi: "Sister, this way."

He helped Bai Zhi to sit on Song Siming's right side.

"Good morning, grandpa, good morning, uncle." Xiao Ke and Xiao Ai sat next to Bai Zhi in turn, greeting Song Siming and Song Licheng with a smile.

Looking at the two little people who looked like snowballs, Song Siming's heart melted at the sight of these two little cuties, and he nodded and said three good things in a row.

"Wow! Mommy, the breakfast at grandpa's house is so rich." Xiao Ai tilted her little head and looked at the dishes on the table, and clapped her hands happily, "It looks richer than the one at daddy's house. There are thick golden shrimps." Porridge, Mexican-style chicken sandwich, colorful crystal shrimp dumplings, shrimp wontons, lotus leaf glutinous rice chicken siomai, and xiaolongbao..."

Compared to Xiao Ai, Xiao Ke is much calmer.

Song Licheng looked at Xiao Ai's eyes shining and smiled: "I don't know what you like to eat, so I prepared some."

"I love them all, I love to eat all of these!" Xiao Ai happily looked at the table full of delicacies and was very excited. It's great. There are so many delicacies and so many flavors. There are several kinds of porridge alone.

She didn't even know where to start. Even though she was happy, she was a little troubled because her stomach was too small and she couldn't hold it all.

Song Siming looked at Xiao Ai and smiled kindly: "As long as Xiao Ai likes it, grandpa will prepare so many delicious foods for you every day, okay?"

Xiao Ai nodded fiercely: "Okay!"

"Then don't talk about this family or that family anymore." Song Siming pretended to be angry, "From now on, this is your own home, and this house is your own house."

When Bai Zhi heard the last sentence, she always felt something was strange.

Song Siming picked up the crab roe dumplings made by herself and wanted to feed Bai Zhi: "Xiao Zhi, try the dumplings made by daddy, come and open your mouth, ah..."

Song Siming's tone was like coaxing a child.

Bai Zhi waved her hands quickly: "No, Dad, I can do it myself."

"Xiao Zhi, this is dad's compensation for you." Song Siming said softly, "When you were a child, dad neither hugged you nor fed you. It was dad who couldn't forgive you."

"Dad..." Bai Zhi heard the self-blame in Song Siming's tone, and couldn't bear it. She opened her mouth and took a bite of the Xiao Long Bao fed by Song Siming.

This is……

Crab xiao long bao? She thought she would never taste this familiar taste again in her life.

As soon as the food entered her mouth, Bai Zhi's tears wet the white cloth covering her eyes.

"What...what's wrong? Don't you like it?" Seeing this, Song Siming put down his chopsticks and reached out to wipe her tears, but when he was about to touch the white cloth, his hand trembled and stopped, his eyes full of pity.

Bai Zhi shook her head: "I just thought of my mother. Only my mother can make this kind of crab roe dumplings. After she left, I...never ate it again."

So that's it. Song Siming regretted in his heart that he only thought about making snacks for his daughter himself, but forgot that it would bring up her sad past.

"Dad, did you make this?" Bai Zhi was a little unbelievable.

Song Siming sighed: "Yes, this is what your mother taught me to make."

Bai Zhi understood, no wonder her mother refused to teach her: "In fact, I later learned to make it myself a few times, but every time I made it, the taste was not right."

Song Licheng nodded: "Not only you, even I..."

He paused, held back his words, and changed his words: "Even I can't make it."

Xiao Ke and Xiao Ai looked at each other and immediately said to Song Siming: "Grandpa, you pass this unique skill to us. When Mommy wants to eat it in the future, we will make it for Mommy."

"Okay, okay." Song Siming looked at Xiao Ke and Xiao Ai, nodded with satisfaction, "Grandpa will teach you later."

Bai Zhi's mood gradually became happy when she heard Xiao Ke and Xiao Ai's happy cheers.