Chapter 951

In the morning, it was Xu Jiamu who took Little Rice Cake to kindergarten . The boy sulked the whole way there .

If it were before, Xu Jiamu would've definitely teased Little Rice Cake, but Song Xiangsi was going back to America today . Every now and then he was a little agitated, let alone in the mood to tease the kid .

When they reached the entrance to the kindergarten, Little Rice Cake dragged his book bag, and said "Bye bye, uncle", then pushed the car door open by himself .

Xu Jiamu went over to him, and saw a fruit box on the car seat . Inside, there was a big red apple . He prompted the kid, "Don't forget your apple . "

Little Rice Cake starred at him, and with a lifeless voice said, "Uncle, I left this apple in the car on purpose . "

"Why?"

Little Rice Cake's shoulders instantly fell, and with a deeply bitter expression on his face, he said, "Because I bought this apple for Little Red Bean, but she has to go back to America with her mom and dad today . . . "

Xu Jiamu's face turned pale when he heard Little Rice Cake's last words . He tightened his grip onto his keys .

Little Rice Cake didn't even notice something off about him, and shook his head distraught, then let out a glum sigh . He dragged his book bag and walked over to the kindergarten .

Xu Jiamu sat in his car numbed for half an hour, before he started the car up and headed for the office .

In the early afternoon, he looked no different from usual . He had meetings and handled paperwork . When he came to the end of his busy period, the secretary suddenly said, "Chief Xu, it's already twelve in the afternoon . What would you like to have for lunch?"

"Half past twelve?" muttered Xu Jiamu, then fell silent .

The secretary waited for a long while, but he didn't make a sound . She left the lunch menu on his desk and silently left .

It was like someone had pressed Xu Jiamu's pressure points . He didn't move an inch from his seat for a long long time . Then, he looked over to the upper left corner of the computer screen . It was one o'clock . Song Xiangsi's plane had taken off by now .

Xu Jiamu turned his head, and stared out at the skies through the window with desolate eyes . After a long while had passed, he slowly closed them, and laid on the table .

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In the blink of an eye, Song Xiangsi had been back in America for half a year now . Everything was going well for her, and her days were no different from before she went back for her father . However, her month in China seemed like one long dream .

In the weekend, Jiang Licheng's son, Qiao En missed school . Jiang Licheng took the two kids out .

Song Xiangsi wanted to go too, but unluckily for her, she found out that she was on her period in the morning . Perhaps it was because she rushed around China and America, she had period pains, and so she stayed at home on her own . After Little Red Bean left with Jiang Licheng and Qiao En, she went back to the bedroom, and took a nap . When she woke up again, it was almost noon .

Song Xiangsi quickly whipped up some food to calm her stomach, then started to tidy up the toys Little Red Bean had thrown in the living room . When she was almost finished cleaning up, she pulled out a card from underneath the sofa .

It was a gleaming gold business card made of excellent material . Three large characters in calligraphy came to view: Xu Jiamu .