Sweet wife cute baby please sign

Bai Zhiyi looked at his empty hands, and then at Zhou Zhou who was not as restrained as usual, but always talked to him.

Also silent.

She probably guessed something.

The next moment, Bai Zhiyi smiled, took a nap and started working, as if nothing had happened.

"Come on, I'll pass on your documents to you and organize them."

"Sister Wang Li, your information."

"Here, your printout."

……

Seeing Bai Zhiyi who was busy like a raging fire, Zhou Zhou clenched the pen tightly in his hand, at this moment Bai Zhiyi turned his head.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and she lowered her head hastily.

After finishing the work, Bai Zhiyi picked up his son step by step, went home, and started to browse the best apology gifts on the Internet after eating, with various answers.

"Watch? Will Jin Jingbai think that I am sending him to his death, no, no."

"Clothes? This will cause him a bad memory, and make him even angrier, pass."

"Belts, rubber bands, masks... God, what the hell are these answers."

Bai Zhiyi browsed directly to the bottom, and an answer suddenly made the corners of her mouth twitch.

Sister is rich: What are you doing with so many bells and whistles, giving money is the most sincere.

Bai Zhiyi pondered, this eldest sister from the Northeast must be a rich woman.

"This is indeed the best way, but I don't have any money." Bai Zhiyi was weak, and at the same time was also sad and angry.

Even if she is rich, maybe she is richer than Jin Jingbai!

Taking money as an apology gift to Jin Jingbai, she might be crazy.

Bai Zhiyi turned off the computer, thought hard, and finally decided to impress Jin Jingbai with sincerity.

What is most precious, of course, is sincerity!
"That's right, I want to impress him with my kind, earnest and sincere heart!" Bai Zhiyi vowed.

Bai Jiu passed by her, and glanced at the mother who seemed to be swearing, her little brows knit together.

This is... an illness?

the next day.

During the lunch break, Bai Zhiyi sneaked up to the 4th floor again, holding a pile of A[-] papers in his hand, the top few sheets were written, and the bottom ones were white.

She took a look at Ji Nan's office first to make sure it was closed, then sat on the ground and started stuffing A4 papers into Jin Jingbai's office.

On the first one, there is a cute pattern drawn on it, and there is a sentence written next to it: Boss, I was wrong. I didn't send the flower basket to scold you, but I haven't given many gifts before.

Of course, the pattern was not drawn by Hand Can Bai Zhizhi, but by her almighty baby son.

Bai Zhiyi touched her nose. She was despised several times for Bai Jiu to draw these.

"No response? But it's okay, no response is the best thing."

Bai Zhiyi took out the second one and stuffed it inside.

It is still a cartoon pattern with a sentence: Boss, I know you are here.

Lord Jing: "..."

He had the feeling that after he refused the call, someone sent a message saying "I know you're here."

Outside the door, Bai Zhiyi held the third piece of paper, and began to struggle: "Is this really going to be stuffed in, but it hurts my conscience to stuff it in."

"Forget it, compared to my life, what is a pang of conscience!"

I saw a lot of flattering words on the paper, what boss, you are handsome, rich and stylish, you are talented and superior, etc.

In short, just don't bother with a small person like her.

"No response yet?" Bai Zhiyi muttered, "But fortunately, I was prepared!"