Song Tiantian was about to go out, but after taking a few steps, she turned around again and asked uncertainly: "Don't you go to the company today?" ”

Why is he still lying in her bed?

Tang Jingyun is an extremely self-disciplined person, if he didn't sleep with her in the past, he would get up at seven o'clock every day. Fitness, no delay in going to work.

"What time do you get off work?"

He didn't answer her question, but asked her instead.

Song Tiantian was stunned for a moment and said, "Five o'clock in the afternoon, if you want to work overtime, it's six or seven o'clock." ”

"Come back early, let's go have dinner together." His voice was very calm, and Song Tingtian couldn't hear anything else from his words, as if he really just wanted to have dinner with her.

It's been a long time since she'd known something and they'd not sat down and had a good meal.

Song tilted his gaze and hesitated for a long time, but finally responded.

*

As soon as she entered the company, Cheng Xiaomeng rushed towards her in a hurry.

"Sister Tilting, I'll tell you......" Her face turned red, and before she finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of Song Tilting's hand wrapped in gauze, and the words she originally wanted to say turned around again as soon as she reached her mouth: "What's wrong with your hand?!" ”

"Oh, it's okay, I was scratched by a shard of glass." Song Tiantian said lightly.

"Ouch, why are you so careless, you ......"

"It's okay, by the way, Xiaomeng, what did you want to tell me just now?"

"That's the case......" Cheng Xiaomeng remembered the matter, "Early in the morning, a man in his forties and fifties ran to the door of the lobby of Nishang and made a noise, saying that he was your father and that he was looking for you ......"

Her father?

Song Congli?

Song tilted his brows and frowned: "What about people now?" ”

"I was herded into a break room by security."

Originally, for those who were unreasonable in Nishang, they should have been sent directly to the police station, but remembering that he kept saying that he was Song Tiantian's father, for a while, no one had the courage to do so.

After all, the scandal between Song Tilting and Tang Jingyun has been in full swing in the company, and for the sake of Song Tilting's face, it is better to be cautious in handling some things.

"In which lounge?" Song Tiantian's face suddenly sank a little.

Cheng Xiaomeng realized that something was wrong with Song Tiantian, and said hesitantly: "It's on the first floor, the lounge of the security room, didn't you see it when you came up?" ”

"I see." Song Tiantian didn't explain much, then turned around and went down to the security lounge on the first floor.

In the lounge, two security guards pressed Song Congli on the chair in unison, which stopped his loud noise.

The moment Song Tiantian walked in, everyone in the security room hurriedly showed a respectful attitude towards Song Tiantian and greeted her.

Song Congli glared at Song Qian with a pair of cloudy old eyes.

There was annoyance and hatred in his eyes, but there was still a trace of forbearance and grievance that he tried his best to suppress.

"Miss Song, this person is your father, right?" The security guard asked uncertainly.

Song tilted his head.

In this case, when the security guards saw this, they also let go of Song Congli, and they walked out of the lounge to make room for the father and daughter to chat privately.

As soon as a few security guards went out, Song Congli straightened up from his chair and rushed towards Song Tiantian.

His tone was anxious: "Tilt, what I told you last time, can you think about it again?" As long as this matter eases up, Dad can't treat you badly! ”

What was the last time I talked to her?