Cute Baby Project: Daddy Chasing Wife 1+1

Shen Qinghuan's aura absolutely crushed Song Miao, Xiaoya looked at Song Miao's anxious stamping, covered her mouth and laughed.

As expected of her boss, with sharp words, Song Miao is a clown compared to her, so stupid.

"Oh, I'm not going to fall into your trap. Don't you just want me to mess up? Unfortunately, I am the one who is bound to win. You are here to watch us sign the contract."

The door of the office was pushed open at this moment, Shen Qinghuan didn't want to lose her demeanor, so she quickly adjusted her mood and went to say hello to the other party.

Song Miao brought a translator and an assistant. She didn't understand Korean, so she could only communicate with the other party through her eyes and body movements. Seeing Shen Qinghuan speaking Korean fluently, she was secretly unhappy, thinking that Shen Qinghuan was simply acting, and she could speak clearly Korean, but still pretending to bring a translator over, I don't know what kind of intentions I have.

"I thought you wouldn't come here again. After careful consideration, we planned to sign a contract with Apple." The person in charge was straightforward, and had no intention of dealing with Shen Qinghuan.

Song Miao's interpreter conveyed this sentence to her. She curled her lips, raised her head proudly, walked in front of Shen Qinghuan, and touched her shoulder inadvertently. That smile was a gesture of a winner who despised her.

Shen Qinghuan resisted the discomfort in her body, and she still had a pleasant expression. She winked at Xiaoya, and Xiaoya took out two agreements from her bag sensiblely, and handed them to Shen Qinghuan.

"Help me tell him that the sooner you sign the contract, the better, so as not to have long nights and dreams. Our video platform is one of the best in China, and it will only broaden the popularity of this variety show and attract more fans." Song Miao ordered the translator, and she A little impatient, although she didn't want to admit it, she could tell her intuitively that this woman, Shen Qinghuan, was not simple, and she might still have back tricks.

The translator nodded, and was about to speak, but the coffee was splashed, and the hot brown liquid fell on her arm, causing her to cry out in pain.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'll take you to wash it with cold water." Shen Qinghuan's translator bowed and apologized, and sincerely took her to treat her burned arm.

"I think it was intentional!" Song Miao raised her finger and pointed at Shen Qinghuan, with a high-pitched voice and a domineering posture.

Shen Qinghuan ignored her, bypassed her directly, and showed the person in charge of his hard-won contract, "This is the best stage team and post-production team at the moment. You can choose a big platform like Apple. They are popular. But there will be no quality, you can think about it again."

Perhaps she spoke fluent Korean, which made the person in charge have a better impression of her. After she took out two contracts, she was even more shocked. He asked in surprise, "How did you do that?" of?"

"In terms of scenes, it should be possible to succeed with all your heart, but the truth is, everything is easy to talk about when the money is settled."

"Interesting, interesting, I misread you before." The person in charge smiled with satisfaction and motioned for the assistant to accept the contract.

Song Miao couldn't understand what they were talking about. Seeing that the person in charge seemed to have changed his face, she felt something was wrong. Why didn't her translator come back!

She didn't care about etiquette, and snatched the contract that Shen Qinghuan was signing, "You are really scheming, you deliberately let your people hurt my translator, and then recommend yourself? I won't let you succeed !"

The person in charge frowned, and asked Shen Qinghuan in Korean, "What is she doing? Is it embarrassing you?"

Shen Qinghuan shook his head, gave him a look that he could calm down, then turned his head, and said calmly, "If you can't afford to lose, you have to play tricks? I remember I told you when I came in just now, don't be ashamed. Can’t help it? To tell you the truth, I’ve been paying attention to this project for a long time. One month before I came to Korea, I contacted the top stage team. The confidence to win, you are not in my eyes at all."

Song Miao's eyes were filled with hatred, she wanted to slap Shen Qinghuan, but she had to endure it, she couldn't embarrass herself in front of her opponent, she didn't believe this was the end!

She walked away, and Shen Qinghuan successfully signed the contract.

In the corridor, Song Miao's interpreter bumped into her head-on, "Miss Song, what happened?"

"You're a piece of trash! If it weren't for you, how could they have signed the contract successfully! I'm really blind to pick you!"

...

During the days when Shen Qinghuan was not around, Xiao Baozi was in a bad mood, distracted in class and absentminded, greeted others without smiling, and wrote the word "unhappy" on his face every day.

Xiaoxiao, his favorite classmate in the class, comforted him and told him a good way to regulate his emotions.

That is to write a diary.

One day, after Xiao Baozi finished his homework, he took out the diary that Xiaoxiao gave him, and wrote three pages eloquently. The whole article described his sadness, and even described himself as a poor little boy who was abandoned by his mother.

After he finished writing, he read it again, and felt that his mood had improved, and suddenly he wanted to eat ice cream.

He secretly went to the refrigerator to get a box of ice cream, and then went to the study to find Daddy.

He cautiously pushed open the door of the study, and saw a very strange scene, why did he describe it as strange, because he had never seen his father sleeping on the table, he always thought it was because children didn't like to go to class Some behaviors.

He Sinian's sleep was very light, even though Xiao Baozi's footsteps were very light, they still woke him up.

He waved at Xiao Baozi with a lazy expression on his face, "Why haven't you slept yet? Your mommy is gone, so you are disobedient? You even ate ice cream, it seems that you have to sue your mommy."

"No, don't tell Mommy, I'll only eat a few bites, and I'll put it in the refrigerator later. If Mommy knows, I'll definitely never buy it at home again." Xiao Baozi packed the ice cream in his hand while protecting it. Poor to win over his father's heart.

"Just this time, don't make another example." He Sinian said, took off his glasses, and asked about Xiao Baozi's homework.

The little bun looked smug, "I've finished the simple question a long time ago, and I got No.1 in the test. As a reward, Daddy, can you promise me one thing?"

"You said."

"Shall we make a video call to Mommy, I really miss Mommy." The phone calls were made for the first two days, and only Shen Qinghuan's voice was heard, and the time was very short.

He Sinian was silent for a moment, then looked at his steel watch, it was ten o'clock, and it should be eleven o'clock in Korean time, and she probably hadn't slept yet.

If it wasn't for Xiao Baozi's request, he thought that he wouldn't be making video calls for Shen Qinghuan these days, not because he didn't want her, but because he was afraid that she would be distracted. Dozens of times more, every minute and every second is precious to her.

He opened WeChat, found Shen Qinghuan's profile picture, and initiated a video call.

The little bun excitedly jumped onto his lap, snatched his mobile phone anxiously, waiting for a response from the other side.

In the end, I tried three times, but none of them worked.

The little bun became even more anxious, "Daddy, could it be that Mommy is in danger? Can we go find her?"

"Be good, Mummy is busy with work, you have to be sensible, go to bed, maybe when you wake up, Mummy will come back."

Xiao Baozi's eyes lit up, "Really? Then I'll go to sleep now, Daddy, good night."

Before the words fell, the little bun disappeared.

Looking at the black phone page, He Sinian couldn't help feeling irritable. He lit a cigarette, opened the window, smoked to the end of the cigarette, and called Shen Qinghuan again.

Still no one answered.

...

At this time, Shen Qinghuan was receiving an IV in the hospital, with a high fever of [-] degrees, and lost consciousness.

Xiao Ya was sitting beside her, her tears kept falling, for fear that Shen Qinghuan might not wake up from sleep.

This foreigner was already isolated and helpless. When she came to the hospital, she still wanted to call Chen Ming. Although the man's voice was a bit harsh, she could tell that he was still taking care of Shen Qinghuan, but she was caught when she was about to dial the number. Shen Qinghuan stopped it.

"I'm fine, don't disturb others, they all have their own things to do."

These days, what Xiaoya heard the most was Shen Qinghuan saying that she was fine. She clearly saw her weakness and stubbornness. Today, she just signed the contract, but she couldn't be happy. She passed out as soon as she got in the car. It was only when I was sent to the hospital that I realized that she had a fever. At first she said some nonsense, as if she was calling someone's name, something or something, but she didn't understand it.

The night was dark, she felt her flat stomach, but she didn't dare to leave Shen Qinghuan here alone to go shopping.

Of course, there is also the fact that she does not understand Korean, and she is worried that she will be sold by others.

She suddenly remembered that Shen Qinghuan was carrying that super-capacity Chanel bag, which seemed to contain chocolates, she opened it, and it was as expected.

She took two pieces of chocolate, and accidentally noticed that Shen Qinghuan's phone was out of battery, she plugged in the power bank and turned it on.

Just a phone call came in.

Note is A year.

She glanced at Shen Qinghuan, who had no chance of waking up at this time, and slid to the connection.

In case you miss something important, it's better to answer it.

"Qing Huan?"

It's a nice male voice, even if it's just a title, you can feel the specialness of his accent, Xiao Ya replied after a second, "Mr. Shen is inconvenient to answer the phone now, what's the matter?" ?"

"you are?"

"I'm President Shen's assistant. I can take care of everything for her. You can rest assured."

He Sinian's tone was deep, "What is she doing? Why is the phone in your hand? Talking about cooperation? Or sleeping?"

This series of questions made Xiaoya feel a huge sense of oppression from there, who is this sacred, why did she feel breathless, and she regretted answering the call.

"Speak, what happened to Qing Huan?" He Sinian's voice was extremely impatient.

Xiaoya wasn't sure about his identity, but she was too frightened by the person over there to think calmly, so she could only truthfully say, "Who are you to Mr. Shen? If you don't tell me, I'm sorry, I can't tell you Shen The general status quo."

"I'm her husband, now, can you say it?"

"!!!"