Just after breakfast, Xing Liehan received a call and said to Tang Siyu, "Your piano is here."

"So fast!" Tang Siyu was surprised, then looked at the spacious hall and found a suitable place to play the piano.

The piano was moved in steadily by four deliverymen, and there was a layer of dustproof film on it. When Tang Siyu put down the piano, she suddenly realized that this was not the one in her home.

She hurriedly looked at Xing Liehan, "Where did you come from?"

"I bought it." Xing Liehan curled his lips and smiled.

"What? Why don't you go to move to my house?" Tang Siyu felt a waste of money! She obviously had a piano.

Xing Liehan said with a look of course, "That was given to you by your father, this was given to you by me. At my house, of course I will put the things I gave to you."

Tang Siyu was speechless. Looking at this top brand piano, she really didn't know what to say. She squeezed for a long time and said to the man, "Thank you!"

"What are you talking about with me? We are a family." Xing Liehan leaned to her side in awkwardly, and his thin lips nipped in her ears.

Tang Siyu's heartstring was slightly stunned, and naturally pulled the film. He pretended not to hear it. Xing Liehan helped her to pull it apart. His slender and white hands hit the two Jianjian, and the sound was very perfect.

Tang Siyu knew the price of a piano, so she had long known how expensive this piano was.

Of course, high-priced things are of course of good quality.

Tang Siyu still sat down, checked it first, and played another song to test the sound quality.

The little guy also came to join in the fun. He sat beside his mother, tapping his little hands very skillfully. The two of them started playing together and spent the whole noon in the melodious sound of the piano.

At 11 o'clock, the family of three went out to buy vegetables and returned to the restaurant. At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Xing Liehan went to the company, and Tang Siyu was at home with her son and practiced the piano.

In the afternoon, she received a call from Ye You. A week later, she gave her a trial album and asked her to accompany her. Tang Siyu agreed.

She thought that at that time, her son had been sent abroad to be with the Xing family, and she had just the right time.

In the evening, Xing Liehan called over and said that he had social engagements in the evening and asked them to cook dinner by themselves.

Tang Siyu cooked two dishes and one soup, which were all my son loved. At night, his son accompanied him to practice piano. It was empty and quiet, so there was no need to worry about disturbing the neighbors. He practiced until 8:30 in the evening, and the little guy was a little sleepy.

He can take a nap at school, but at home, he doesn't want to take a nap at all, so he will want to go to bed early at night.

Tang Siyu took him a bath, carried him to his small bed, the little guy in pajamas and pajamas blinked his big eyes and looked at her, "Mommy, I feel so happy!"

"Why?"

"Because I'm with my dad and mommy! I have grandparents, uncles and aunts, and grandpa, and I have many relatives!"

Tang Siyu's heart was shocked. It turned out that in her son's heart, he was so eager for family affection. Although she did not refuse him to meet with the Xing family, she also participated in it in her son's heart.

"Be good, sleep!"

"Mommy, will you marry Daddy in the future?"

"Mommy doesn't know about this problem either."

"Mommy...I don't like having stepmothers and stepmothers, I like daddy and mommy." The little guy flattered his little mouth aggrievedly and frowned his little eyebrows.

Tang Siyu's heart was hurt by the child silently. Of course, she didn't want her son to be wronged. She had already paid the gratitude of her father's stepmother's grief, and everything was stolen. How could she bear her son?

"Give mommy and dad time, at least let us cultivate our relationship well, okay?" Tang Siyu did not agree to her son directly.

"Well! Then I'll wait for my daddy and mommy to get married." The little guy pursed his lips and smiled, and closed his eyes happily.

When Tang Siyu was stroking his little head, the little guy had already fallen asleep, but Tang Siyu's heart did not calm down for a long time.

In a large hotel in the city center, Xing Liehan greeted several foreign customers. These customers were very fond of foreign wine, so they consumed millions of wine on the table. As the host, Xing Liehan naturally had to accompany them to have fun.

A dinner ended at 9:30 pm. After Xing Liehan separated from the client, he asked his assistant Han Yang to drive because he felt a little drunk.

"Go back to my villa." Xing Liehan ordered, and then leaned on his seat tiredly, closing his eyes to rest.

The car drove into the villa half an hour later. After Xing Liehan got out of the car, he asked Han Yang to drive his car back.

Xing Liehan's steps were a little messy. He had a good alcohol tolerance, but the group of guests were so good to drink that he was actually drunk.

Xing Liehan went up the steps step by step. When he looked at the brightly lit hall, a satisfied smile immediately bent on the corner of his mouth. It was so good that someone was waiting for him at home.

It seems like I really have the warmth of a small home.

Tang Siyu heard the sound of cars outside the window, so she came downstairs from the room and suddenly saw the man stepping in from outside the door. His steps were not as steady and powerful as usual, but a little sloppy.

Tang Siyu frowned and went downstairs quickly.

Xing Liehan looked up at her, and Tang Siyu strode to him and asked, "Have you drunk?"

With the drunkenness, Xing Liehan immediately opened his arms and hugged her, pressing half of his body on her slender shoulders. Tang Siyu had no choice but to hug him, "I'll help you to the sofa."

Xing Liehan hugged her, buried her neck, motionless, and begged quietly, "Let me hold her for a while."

Tang Siyu was a little helpless and had to let him hold her like this for a while, but this man was so heavy that she couldn't even hold her shoulders.

"I can't hold on to you anymore. Can you go to the sofa to rest first?" Tang Siyu persuaded in a low voice.

Xing Liehan realized this. He let go of her and stood still, staring at her with blood-red eyes, "Have your son slept?"

"I'm asleep!" Tang Siyu replied.

The man curled his lips and smiled, pulled her up, and then went to the sofa beside him. Tang Siyu was about to dizzy. What does this man mean?

Do you think that his son can do whatever he wants when he sleeps?

Tang Siyu didn't want to play such a childish game with him. As soon as she wanted to get up, the man pressed her directly on the sofa. The fragrant smell of alcohol sprayed on her face, making her almost faint.

"Xing Liehan, you are drunk, let me go." Tang Siyu screamed and reached out to push him.
Chapter completed!