Suddenly, froze, footsteps stopped in place.

Obviously, he saw the meat dumplings and was shocked.

Claudia smiled and stood up. "What‘s the matter?"

Returning to absolute being, Song Liancheng‘s face became extremely complicated. He turned back and said to the waiter, "Wait a moment."

Hearing this, the waiter nodded and withdrew from the private room again.

When the door closed, Song Liancheng stepped forward and sat down opposite Claudia and the meat dumplings.

Claudia turned his head and said to the meat dumplings, "Dear, this is Uncle Song, mother‘s, uh, friend."

Meat dumplings looked at Song Liancheng for a while, the eyes, and that person like a full.

Just because of age, not so sharp.

With a slight cough, Song Liancheng said, "Hello."

Damn it!

Rowan also forget it!

How come he is now reduced to the point where he is defeated by his son.

Thought of here, Song Liancheng can‘t help but wry smile.

"Hello, Uncle Song." Finally, the meat dumplings opened their mouths and greeted them with great respect.

"Good boy." Claudia touched the little face of the meat dumplings with relief and looked at Song Liancheng. "I ordered something to eat. My son is hungry."

Meat dumplings to his dearest mommy, not stingy smile at all, corners of the mouth a grin, lovely people want to swallow him in one bite.

After ordering the meal, the waiter went down to prepare the gap and the two began to talk.

"Claudia, this..." As soon as Song Liancheng spoke, Claudia smiled and said, "You guessed everything."

Yeah.

Is there any way to guess?

It is exactly the same as Rowan‘s, with his manner and occasional small expressions. Gee, it is exactly the same.

Looking at the age of the child, it is estimated that he is 6 or 7 years old, that is to say, he was probably there when Claudia and Rowan were together.

The news is scary.

The reason why there was no rumor, it is estimated that Rowan and Claudia did not do less in private.

Somehow, Song Liancheng felt a slight sigh in his heart, but at that time he could not say what feeling, or feeling, etc.

But one thing, Claudia brought his son to see him today, but he did not regard him as an outsider.

This is enough to delight him.

*

The car stopped at the gate of the West Barbecue Shop. Rowan got off and waited for a while against the car. Another black car stopped slowly.

The car door opened, Lei Xuchen came down, closed the car door and walked towards him.

"What is the wind blowing today? Actually want to invite me to eat," a meal, Lei Xuchen looked at the signboard, funny way： "barbecue? Since when do you like to eat this?"

"Cut the crap and go." Rowan said and stepped into the barbecue shop.

Although Lei Xuchen couldn‘t think of it, he also stepped in.

In the private room, after the waiter went out, Lei Xuchen smiled and asked Pamela, "What‘s the situation? Claudia and Song Liancheng are also eating here?"

Rowan drank tea without saying a word.

With a laugh, Lei Xuchen shook his head and sighed.

Just say, he beat about the bush to inquire about Song Liancheng‘s private room, still have to be opposite somebody else‘s private room, how can there be no problem?

If Song Liancheng and Claudia are here, everything can be explained.

"I said, how do you know? Has anyone tipped you off?"

"Shut up and eat your meal." Rowan said coldly.

Lei Xuchen stall hand, "please, which has rice? Shouldn‘t we have a chat before waiting for the meal?"

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

"..."

Shit!

Then why did he call him out?

Oh, he knows.

It‘s a cover, isn‘t it?

A shield, right?

Pity him for being the president of an entertainment company.

Alas, forget it, the beauty of a gentleman as an adult.

After some psychological construction, Lei Xuchen mediated himself well.

On the other side, the meat dumplings enjoyed the service of his dearest mommy, and the food was called a mouthful full of oil.

Song Liancheng drank wine and smiled.

Finally, I know where the child is different from Rowan.

Eating.

This is completely a snack product.