After being reborn, the scumbag CEO begs me to remarry him every day.

Tang Xia simply smiled in relief.

Ultimately, Song Zhiruo didn't do anything to really hurt her.

Women are most easily blinded by love.

"Okay, it's all over now. So what are you going to do next?"

"What do you mean, what should we do?" Song Zhiruo took the tissue Jin Yao handed her, wiped her tears, and said with a thick nasal voice, "I have my own work to do right now, I'm busy. He can date whoever he wants. But if he drags our design department down, I'll definitely report him to President Jin!"

Jin Yao couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Great! Huanyu is so lucky to have an employee like you!"

The two little girls burst into laughter.

The sorrowful atmosphere that had just enveloped Song Zhiruo was also blown away by a gust of wind.

Finally, Song Zhiruo hugged Tang Xia tightly.

I sincerely apologize once again.

"I'm so sorry, Sister Tang Xia. Tonight was supposed to be a celebration for you, but I never expected this to happen..."

"It's okay."

When the three returned to the studio, Liang Jingfang and Feng Tiantian had already left.

Only the gifts he brought were left behind.

It is a wooden carving.

It actually matches the overall decor of the studio quite well.

But his behavior tonight is truly baffling.

Could it be that he brought his girlfriend here specifically to make their relationship official?

Cheng Qian, who had been silent all along, took a sip of red wine and said, "I heard that Liang Jingfang's grandfather was seriously ill and his only wish before he died was to see his grandson get married and have children."

Song Zhiruo waved her hand, "Never mind him. Let him marry whoever he wants. Anyway, I'll never like him again. Let's drink! Tonight, we won't go home until we're drunk!"

Once this person is provoked, not even eight horses could pull him back.

Song Zhiruo alone got almost everyone drunk.

Besides Tang Xia, there was also a glass of juice being drunk.

The answer is simple: I need to go back and breastfeed my baby.

And this was a reason that Song Zhiruo naturally could not refuse.

"I can't take it anymore, Song Zhiruo can drink too much! I'm about to throw up!" Jin Yao got off the table and leaned on Tang Xia's shoulder, complaining.

The others were not much different.

Among the group of people drinking, Cheng Qian was probably the only one who was slightly better.

Jin Yao couldn't help but give her a thumbs up: "As expected of a veteran artist, she's so composed."

It was getting late.

Tang Xia began to think about how to send these people back one by one.

Chen Shuangshuang's home is nearby; she can walk back.

Cheng Qian called a designated driver.

Of the remaining three studio partners, two are roommates, and the third plans to stay here for one night.

Only Jin Yao and Song Zhiruo remained.

After thinking for a while, Tang Xia lowered her head and said to Jin Yao, "I'll take Zhi Ruo home first, then you can come home with me?"

Jin Yao held up one finger and waved it.

"No need, Wen Qi will come to pick me up later."

"Dr. Wen..."

Tang Xia repeated the name thoughtfully.

After a while.

Song Zhiruo finally passed out from drinking.

The others also went home one after another.

Tang Xia, however, did not rush to take Song Zhiruo home.

Instead, he stayed with Jin Yao and waited for Wen Qi at the door.

After an unknown amount of time, a black Audi pulled up in front of the studio.

Wen Qi got out of the driver's seat.

Seeing Jin Yao, who was completely drunk and unconscious, he couldn't help but sigh: "With your alcohol tolerance, if you can't drink, go to the children's table. Otherwise, you'll have to trouble someone to pick you up if you get drunk."

"Get lost!" Jin Yao kicked him and rolled her eyes at him. "You were the one who offered to pick me up. I didn't force you. If you don't want to come next time, just say so. It's not like I can't go back on my own."

Wen Qi was naturally reluctant to part with it.

He took Jin Yao from Tang Xia's shoulder, picked her up in a princess carry, and gently placed her in the passenger seat, then carefully fastened her seatbelt.

Just as he was about to leave, Tang Xia caught up with him from behind.

"Wait a moment!"

Wen Qi paused, turned around, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You..." Tang Xia hesitated for a moment before asking, "Do you have any news about Jin Xinghan?"

For a fleeting moment, Tang Xia seemed to see panic on his face.

But it only flashed by.

This made her think it was just her imagination.

"No," Wen Qi replied. "Didn't he go abroad? He's probably just on a business trip, or maybe he just lost his phone. You know how troublesome it is to get a replacement SIM card abroad. Don't worry, I know Xing Han. If he suddenly disappears, he's probably doing something important."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Dr. Wen. Take care on your journey."

As the black Audi disappeared into the night, Tang Xia's heart remained restless.

Everyone says that.

Jin Xinghan is sensible and knows how to take care of herself.

But the more they said that, the more annoyed Tang Xia became.

After dropping Song Zhiruo off and getting home, it was almost midnight.

But then I heard a child crying upstairs.

Tang Xia washed her hands and went upstairs.

In the nursery, Aunt Ruan held Niannian and walked back and forth in the room.

This method used to be able to lull her to sleep very quickly.

"I don't know what's wrong with her tonight. She only drank half a bottle of formula and is still crying, but she doesn't seem to be sick."

Aunt Ruan was also in a dilemma.

Having taken care of Niannian for so long, she understands the child almost better than Tang Xia, the biological mother.

He knew her body inside and out.

A situation like tonight is truly rare.

Tang Xia took off her coat: "How about I try it on?"

"Okay, maybe the child misses his mother."

Unexpectedly, Tang Xia's hug did not stop the child from crying; instead, the child cried even harder.

Tang Xia was so worried that she thought Nian Nian's heart condition had flared up again.

She was about to ask Aunt Ruan to call Wen Qi.

Aunt Ruan agreed and casually placed a scarf on Niannian's stomach.

Strange things happened.

The chubby little hands suddenly stopped crying after grabbing the scarf.

Aunt Ruan's eyes widened: "I'm so confused, what's wrong with this child today? He cries for a while and then stops crying."

Tang Xia suddenly thought of something.

She tentatively took the scarf away.

Unexpectedly, the child started crying again as soon as he left Niannian's palm.

He didn't stop until he put the scarf back into her hand.

"Aunt Ruan, whose scarf is this?"

"It's Xinghan's. I was just about to take it to wash when I heard Niannian crying, so I came over. I didn't even have time to take the clothes down." As she spoke, Aunt Ruan seemed to understand something, and her face lit up with joy: "Our little Niannian didn't miss her mother, but her father, didn't she?"

Niannian didn't know if she understood or not, but she giggled anyway.

This amused Aunt Ruan as well.

But at this moment, Tang Xia only thought she was joking.

She didn't take the words "missing her father" to heart at all.

However, she also missed Jin Xinghan a little.