章 971: An Feiran, Work Hard

Although he was his father's only official son, it was hard to say how many half-brothers he had.

He was not the only heir.

"Miss Song is really a busy person," Li Sinian smiled and teased to ease the awkwardness.

Shen Xun leaned against the chair and played a game lazily.

And Song Yaoyao, who was called a busy person, was actually...

Yaoyao: [PattingStomach.jpg] "Has Gege gotten off work?"

Yaoyao: "Today is another day that I miss Gege so much. Chuu~!"

Yaoyao: "Did you have a good dinner? I'm having a meal outside!"

Gege: "Are you coming back to stay tonight?"

Song Yaoyao paused for a moment.

Gege: "I'm sick."

Song Yaoyao instantly became worried: "Is it serious? You have to be good, did you take your medicine? I'll come back tonight, wait for me!"

Yaoyao: [BearHug.jpg]

Someone in the company conference room put down his phone and silently curved his lips.