Mr. Ling is busy with jealousy every day

Jiang Cha had known the man in front of him on the Internet a long time ago. Now that he observed him closely, he firmly believed that only the man in front of him was worthy of his beautiful mommy.

"Uncle, do you want to eat fruit?"

Ginger tea, nicknamed Baozi, was picked up by Mo Wanwan for him.His face is round, his eyes are big and round, coupled with two small dimples, it makes people irresistible when he smiles.

Even Ling Yucheng thinks this little kid is so cute, just like when he was a child.

This thought startled Ling Yucheng, staring at the little kid in front of him, he could actually have such an unbelievable thought.

This uncle looks smart, capable and smart, but why does he look like a fool when he comes into contact with him?
Baozi raised a standard smile, "Hands are so sore, uncle, can you hold it for me?"

Ling Yucheng subconsciously caught the plate, and saw the little kid sneaking into the house like a loach, with his hands behind his back, looking around like a leader inspecting.

The house was cleaned very clean, and the clothes were neatly arranged, which showed that he loved cleanliness and was an orderly and rigorous person in life.

really not bad!
Baozi is five years old, but his height is shorter than his peers.He sat on the sofa slowly, looked at Ling Yucheng who was still standing at the door, and waved to him with a smile, "Uncle, come in, what are you doing standing at the door?"

There is only one thought in Ling Yucheng's mind, this little kid is the same as his mommy, he doesn't need other people's permission to come in.

After thinking about it, he was just a child, so he gave up the urge to throw him out.Turning around and returning to the house, he put the fruit plate on the coffee table in disgust, sat opposite the steamed stuffed bun, and looked at him expressionlessly.

"You. Mommy asked you to come?"

"Uncle, if I say yes, will you be happy?" Baozi looked at the man with a frosty face cautiously, and replied timidly.

Seeing this, Ling Yucheng was silent for a moment, "You, Mommy asked you to come?"

Baozi lowered his head and drooped his ears, looking aggrieved, "Does Uncle hate Mommy?"

Answering irrelevant questions gave Ling Yucheng a headache.From the looks of it, this kid has mastered Jiang Nanyun's tricks with a high degree of proficiency.

Not to mention, the steamed stuffed bun and Jiang Nanyun were carved out of the same mold, they were simply a reduced version of Jiang Nanyun, but this was viewed from the whole, if the five sense organs were disassembled, Ling Yucheng felt somewhat familiar.

He couldn't tell where he had seen it before, but a strange thought flashed through his mind, and before he could catch it, there was another knock on the door.

As he expected, it must be Jiang Nanyun.

Jiang Cha seemed to know about it a long time ago, and quickly hid behind Ling Yucheng, grabbed his clothes pitifully, and was about to cry, "Uncle, I actually came up to find you behind my back."

"..." Ling Yucheng lowered his head and stared at the little bun thoughtfully, and suddenly sighed faintly, almost involuntarily, "You, Mommy will hit you?"

"She won't beat me, but she will educate me." Xiao Baozi was extremely aggrieved.

Jiang Nanyun was very capable outside, and he did things neatly, but he became nagging in front of Xiao Baozi, especially after he got into trouble, he kept nagging in his ear.It hurt him more than hitting him.

It seems that Jiang Nanyun is not as gentle as she usually appears.

"Where's your father?" Ling Yucheng asked almost subconsciously.

"I don't have a father." After finishing speaking, Xiao Baozi suddenly stretched out his hand to hug Ling Yucheng's thigh tightly, and cried out loudly, as if he had been greatly wronged, and his big tears were like pearls, pattering down down.

Ling Yucheng stared in astonishment at the little poor boy who cried whenever he wanted to, and saw the door open with a click.

"Chacha!" Jiang Nanyun saw his precious son crying so sadly, how could he be in the mood to teach this little bastard who came out to find Ling Yucheng behind her back, she rushed over, hugged her son in her arms, and comforted him non-stop.

Ling Yucheng stood at the same spot with his hands raised, this situation was beyond imagination.

"Ling Yucheng, Chacha is just an ignorant child, how can you argue with the child?" As long as something about Jiang Cha happened, Jiang Nanyun couldn't think calmly.

Chacha was the child she almost saw Yan Wang give birth to, except for the fact that she didn't have a father, she never let Chacha be wronged.

"It has nothing to do with me." Ling Yucheng's way of disregarding the relationship made Jiang Nanyun even more angry.

This little crying boy didn't speak more than ten sentences to him from knocking on the door to entering. Jiang Nanyun rushed up after sitting down for less than 10 minutes. Where did he have the time to bully?

"Ling Yucheng, as an adult and a man, why are you so irresponsible?" Ling Yucheng was surprised and astonished by Jiang Nanyun's reproachful tone.

Is she teaching herself a lesson?

Is she questioning her own words?

Did she think that she would bully a poor kid?

Asking repeatedly made Ling Yucheng doubt his life.

"You woman doesn't know good from bad! I didn't say that it was my kindness for you to deliberately use your child to show weakness, but now you are hitting me back! Jiang Nanyun, hurry up and leave here with the child in your arms, and don't appear in front of me again."

"I'll leave with my son in my arms." Jiang Nanyun wiped off the wet tears on Chacha's face, paused for a moment, and said, "It's impossible not to appear in front of you. I'm your guest room receptionist."

"unnecessary."

"You must need it!" Jiang Nanyun said forcefully, "I have already analyzed the stakes for you, but if you have a brain, you should know how to do it is the best choice for you."

During the meal, Jiang Nanyun had already explained the situation of the internal strife in the Mo family. The person in charge of the Mo family has not yet been determined, but Ling Yucheng chose to come to Miancheng to discuss business with the Mo family at this time. It must be to take advantage of the internal strife to gain more benefits for yourself.

Mo Wanwan is bound to win the power of the Mo family, and it is inevitable to make some sacrifices to achieve the goal when necessary.

For example, in the cooperation between the Mo family and Ling Yucheng, they lowered their own interests.

However, Ling Yucheng is rich and powerful, and money is like paper to him, the most worthless thing.If he insisted on playing against her and using money to play, she couldn't stop her.

Sure enough, Ling Yucheng sneered, "I'm not short of money."

Jiang Nanyun pondered for a moment, and could only come up with his last trump card, "I know you are not short of money, just because of your arrogance just now, but what you lack is not money, but an opportunity to open the market in Miancheng."

Ling Yucheng narrowed his eyes, and a strangeness flashed in his eyes.

Did this woman see it?

It doesn't make sense, the Ling family also sent people to Miancheng to discuss cooperation with other companies before, but under their balance, only the Mo family was the best partner they chose.

Seeing his silence, Jiang Nanyun's tense mood slowly relaxed, it seemed that she had made the right bet.

As a result, she became more confident, "Mr. Ling, since you came to Miancheng in person, it proves that you value it very much, right?"

Otherwise, you won't come in person, you can just send someone here.

Jiang Nanyun didn't say this sentence.Some things are too much to point to, and you won’t give face if you say it badly.

Ling Yucheng snorted coldly.

"In this case, why don't we create a win-win situation?" Jiang Nanyun smiled, lowered his eyes to the bun who was not crying, and continued, "I know that President Ling is not very satisfied with me, but don't worry, as long as the matter is over I will disappear in front of you and never appear again..."

"You were like this last time." Ling Yucheng murmured to himself, not noticing that Jiang Nanyun's expression was a bit weird.

"Last time?"

"Let me think about it." Ling Yucheng softened his mouth.

"Okay, it's getting late, so I won't disturb President Ling's rest. If you have any questions, you can contact me. I have put the contact information on the coffee table. I will be there on call from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm .”

Jiang Nanyun knew that Ling Yucheng had already accepted himself as his guest room reception in a disguised form.

Ling Yucheng sent them away expressionlessly.

When Jiang Nanyun led Baozi to the door, he suddenly heard Baozi say in a childish voice, "Uncle, like me, doesn't like to eat fruit."

Don't like eating fruit?Ling Yucheng was even weirder than she knew, what did he think when he didn't like fruits.

She forgot that the little kid she was holding didn't like to eat fruit either.

Back in the room, Jiang Nanyun grabbed his son who was about to run into the room to hide, and forcibly pulled him to the sofa. Like a strict mother, he kept silent at first, trying to create pressure on him.

Who knows, Baozi rubbed his eyes nonchalantly, and whispered, "Mommy, I'm so sleepy."

"Chacha, you are like this every time, pretending to be innocent and trying to get away with it." Jiang Nanyun complained.

"Hee hee, Mommy, I just like uncle very much and want him to be my father."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Nanyun's face changed, and he almost jumped up, letting himself be with Ling Yucheng, that would be worse than death.

Just think, who would be happy to face a cold and unsmiling person every day?He speaks coldly, has a bad attitude, does not behave like a gentleman, treats others arrogantly, and acts cruelly...

Just thinking about it, Jiang Nanyun felt cold and got goosebumps all over his body, not to mention the terrible suggestion of buns.

In the end, Jiang Nanyun still didn't have the heart to punish Baozi, especially since her son admitted his mistakes sincerely and repeatedly promised that he would not disturb her work again, so she couldn't blame her son cruelly.

……

The next day, early in the morning, Jiang Nanyun was woken up by the phone ringing.

She squinted her eyes, reached out to pick up the mobile phone beside the bed, and said in a low voice, "Hello, I'm Jiang Nanyun."

"Breakfast delivered to the room."

The cold voice made Jiang Nanyun sleepless. She lay on the bed in a daze for a few seconds, suddenly, Carp meditated, turned over, stared at the strange number on the phone, it was Ling Yucheng calling.

It's only seven o'clock!
Her working hours start at eight o'clock!
What did Ling Yucheng, who suffered a thousand dollars, get up so early?
Although she didn't know, she still got up honestly, tidied up her clothes briefly, and asked the hotel to deliver the prepared breakfast to Ling Yucheng's room according to Ling Yucheng's preference.

Mo Wanwan came to the hotel at 07:30, went straight to her room, and asked about Ling Yucheng.

Jiang Nanyun gave a general explanation, and Mo Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, "Nanyun, if this thing can be done this time, I really don't know how to thank you."

"What are we both doing politely? Your business is my business, and I won't let you down."