latelenovela Chapter 164 She is our clan's darling!
Chapter 164 She is our clan's darling!
"I'm not afraid." Duan Yao's eyes were filled with tenderness. "Let them be envious."
Song Beiyou smiled again.
The moment the laughter subsided, a gurgling sound came from her abdomen.
She touched her stomach without any embarrassment. "I'm hungry."
Duan Yao, "Go to where we were just now? In the mountains?"
Song Beiyou: "No, it's too much trouble to go back."
Duan Yao stood up from his squatting position and helped Song Beiyou fasten his seatbelt again, saying, "How could it be troublesome!"
The matter concerning Song Beiyou was not troublesome for him.
On the contrary, they enjoy it immensely!
The private restaurant in the mountains is about to close.
One by one, the employees took off their work clothes.
The pots, pans, and dishes were all washed and put away.
Unexpectedly, Master Duan, who had been "revoked," returned.
He put his work clothes back on after taking them off, cursing inwardly but smiling on the outside.
The food in the mountains truly lived up to its reputation; it was far better than any French restaurant.
The ingredients are fresh, and the wok hei (wok aroma) is excellent.
Song Beiyou nodded with satisfaction, "It would be even better if we could have some wine."
Duan Yao had never seen Song Beiyou drink before. "You drink?"
Song Beiyou said confidently, "Yes, a heroine among women of Qingshui River."
Duan Yao knew she was joking. He had asked her, and Song Beiyou could drink, but not to the point of being a heroine.
Because of everything that had happened tonight, he nodded, "Then let's have some of their local specialty plum wine."
The potency wasn't very high, so the aftereffects weren't very strong either.
Song Beiyou's eyebrows visibly lifted. "Okay, then you'll keep me company. It's no fun drinking alone."
"it is good."
People in unusual moods will get drunk more easily than usual, no matter how good their alcohol tolerance is.
Sure enough, after only the third sip, Song Beiyou's eyes were already misty with tears.
She tilted her head and looked at Duan Yao, "Hmm, two boyfriends?"
Heh~ That's great!
Duan Yao, “…”
Two? That would be terrible.
She wanted to drink her fourth cup, but Duan Yao stopped her and picked her up by the waist.
It is not advisable to drive after drinking alcohol.
Yan Li rushed to the mountains late at night to take them back.
On the bus, he witnessed another side of Song Beiyou.
Seeing the usually aloof and pleasant Miss Song nestled in their Third Master's arms, rubbing against him like a little kitten.
After she finished rubbing against him, she was seen hugging, kissing, and praising the Third Master of their family.
"Duan Yao, you're amazing!"
"Third Master Duan, Heaven truly favors you."
How can someone be handsome, rich, and have eight-pack abs?
"Would the line of girls who like you stretch from Beijing all the way to the Qingshui River?"
"Mr. Duan, can I touch your abs again?"
I promise I'll only touch your abs, not up or down, hehe.
......
Yan Li, who was driving in front, hesitated, "..."
It was utterly astonishing, and he gripped the steering wheel tightly in shock.
His mouth was wide open, and he couldn't close it.
Is this something he can see and hear?
He thought to himself, "Wow, so this is what Miss Song is like."
......
For the next two days, Song Beiyou stayed at home and didn't go out.
However, several people came looking for her in succession; Duan Yu came, and Qin Shuyao also came.
Jia Buxiu also came twice, and it wasn't boring at all; on the contrary, it was lively and bustling.
With the annual holiday over, most people have returned to their normal work routine.
The same applies to the Safety Supervision Bureau.
Early on, all the employees had arrived at their posts.
Similarly, as soon as Zongzheng Qi sat down, his assistant Li Sheng came forward to report on his work.
But Zongzhengqi was completely out of sorts and seemed distracted.
Li Sheng paused halfway through his work report, saying, "Sir, sir, Mr. Zong."
The voice gradually rose in pitch.
Zongzheng Qi was brought back to his senses by his call. "Hmm?"
Li Sheng had followed Zong Zhengqi for many, many years. Although they appeared to be just superior and subordinate, their relationship had long since transcended that.
They're not family, but they're closer than family.
Li Sheng spoke frankly, "Sir, you seem very strange today. Is something on your mind?"
Zongzheng Qi rested his elbows on the table, propping his chin up.
He didn't deny it, saying, "Yes, I'm wondering if I should secretly do something big."
"For example?" Li Sheng asked, puzzled.
Zong Zhengqi said, "For example, we need to verify what the connection is between Song Beiyou and my mother, and why they look so alike."
“This…” Li Sheng thought for a moment, “This is indeed a big deal.”
"But sir, aren't you afraid that even if you sneak around, Miss Song will find out, and then it will be difficult to explain?"
Zongzheng Qi sat up straight and exhaled a breath of stale air. "Yes, I'm just worried that she might find some clues about us."
She was very wary, afraid of hurting her, after all, her background was quite pitiful.
After saying this, Zongzheng Qi immediately became conflicted, "Sigh~ But what if she has some kind of relationship with me?"
I'm worried I'll miss something if I don't check.
In short, it's a real dilemma.
Just then, Li Sheng's phone rang.
He saw that it was the security guard calling and answered, "Hello."
The gatekeeper reported, "Mr. Li, Master Duan Yao has arrived. We've allowed the car to pass."
Upon hearing this, Li Sheng agreed.
After hanging up the phone, he informed Zong Zhengqi, "Sir, Third Master Duan has arrived."
A hint of unease and doubt flashed across Zongzheng Qi's face. "What's he doing here at this time?"
Li Sheng shook his head, indicating he didn't know.
Ten minutes later, Duan Yao sat down opposite Zong Zhengqi.
The two composed men faced each other, exuding a strong sense of pressure.
Duan Yao didn't speak immediately, but instead handed Zong Zhengqi a cigarette.
The two lit their cigarettes at the same time, and the smell of burning tobacco quickly filled the office.
With half a cigarette left, Zongzheng Qi sized up Duan Yao. "You came all this way just to have a smoke with me? No way."
Duan Yao chuckled softly and stubbed out the remaining half of his cigarette.
Immediately afterwards, he reached into his coat pocket.
When he came out again, he was holding a piece of paper covered with black writing, which he handed to Zongzheng Qi in front of him, saying, "Take a good look at this."
Zongzheng Qi's gaze fell on the paper, and his heart began to beat faster for no reason.
Without dawdling, he stubbed out his cigarette and picked up the paper.
Upon closer inspection, he abruptly looked up, his eyes brimming with undisguised surprise. "You did this? When did you do it?"
Absolutely true?
His tone was so excited, like rain falling from the sky.
Duan Yao: "Yes, but Youyou also checked it herself."
She checked before me; this is just me confirming it again.
Zongzheng Qi kept adjusting his breathing and emotions.
Unable to sit still in the chair any longer, I took the papers in my hand and walked to the bright window to double-check that I wasn't seeing things.
Samples for paternity testing: One sample each from Zong Qiming and Song Beiyou.
[99.99% probability of kinship]
After confirming several times that there was no mistake, Zongzheng Qi's eyes reddened, "She is the treasure of our Zong family!"