President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Seeing that Bian Guanyue was about to lose his temper, Song Runian immediately raised his hands.

"I'm just guessing, you don't need to be so excited," she said.

"The boss is the second young master of the Bo family. If it wasn't for Bo Ye's ruthless and ungrateful father, he would have returned to the Bo family long ago." Bian Guanyue continued.

Song Runian was afraid that she would hurt himself in hysteria, so he followed the words and said, "That's right, if Mrs. Sui Rong didn't go to the high seas to survive, but gave birth to Si Han under the eyes of Bo's father, maybe the Bo family's property would be divided equally now." of."

Only then did Bian Guanyue's mood ease down.

She raised her slender wrist, brushed the broken hair by her ears, and then said again, "No, everything in the Bo family can only belong to one heir, and that is my boss!"

The tone is definitely incomparable.

Song Runian: "..."

It's fine, anyway, it doesn't count if you say it verbally, as long as Bian Guanyue is happy!

After getting the information he wanted, Song Runian was ready to go back and rest.

When they reached the stairs, they turned around and reminded Bian Guanyue, "I'll take the credit for taking care of Si Han tonight!"

"Why?!" Bian Guanyue was unwilling.

Song Runian smiled, "You just need to know that I'm doing this for your own good, and you don't need to ask about anything else."

Bian Guanyue opened her mouth hesitantly, but in the end she didn't say anything.

-

In a blink of an eye, it was the next day.

When Si Han woke up from his hangover, he only felt a terrible headache.

He got up in a daze, and when he got downstairs, he saw Song Runian who was eating bird's nest.

"You're awake." Song Runian raised her eyes and glanced at him, her tone was indifferent, with a kind of undisturbed concern, "Is it still uncomfortable, I asked the servant to cook kudzu root soup, you can have a bowl."

"You asked your servant to cook it for you?" Si Han was a little flattered, "I'll drink a bowl."

Song Runian asked the servant to bring a bowl of kudzu root soup.

The kudzu root soup tasted very bitter, and Si Han had to frown stubbornly to drink it down.

After finishing drinking, he found Song Runian staring at him.

This strange change made Si Han a little uncomfortable, "Why are you staring at me?"

"Of course I want to ask you for some benefits. After all, I took care of you last night, and I thoughtfully prepared kudzu root soup for you in the morning." Song Runian said.

"You were the one who took care of me last night?" Si Han couldn't believe it.

Song Runian admitted unceremoniously, "Of course it was me. You ran into my room suddenly. I brought you back to my room and took care of you."

"Okay," Si Han felt a little soft when he thought of this, "What benefits do you want?"

"It's not a big deal," Song Runian replied, "I'm going out to attend the parents' meeting of some little guys. It's twelve o'clock at noon today."

"They probably won't welcome you." Si Han said.

But Song Runian's attitude was very firm, "It's their business that they don't welcome it, it's my business that I go, after all, I haven't been a villain all my life.

I don't want them to look back and say I wasn't involved in their childhood. "

"Yes." Si Han agreed, "Let Bian Guanyue come with you."

"OK." Song Runian got up and went back upstairs to change.

Si Han ordered another bowl of kudzu root soup, and after drinking it, he went back to his room to wash up.

Walking into the bathroom of the room, looking at the squeezed toothpaste and the uncleaned wooden basin next to it, Si Han was stunned for a moment.