Empire Cute Baby: Despicable Mommy Pets Overwhelming

Yang Beiyi called Liang Mingfeng and wanted to watch a play.

Liang Mingfeng did not refuse, left from the social occasion, picked her up in his car, and "considerately" fastened her seat belt, "Why do I think of watching a drama today."

Yang Beiyi smiled shyly, "Well, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Liang Zhongshuo seemed to be awake in the morning, and Yang Beiyi took the initiative to call him in the evening.

watching drama?
Liang Mingfeng sat upright, speaking with a tone and posture as if he was giving orders to his secretary, "I'm talking about work with Sun Dong, come with me, we'll have dinner together after the end, and then we'll go to the theater."

He was not asking for her opinion, but stating his arrangement.

"Okay." Yang Beiyi was elegant without losing the sweetness of a little woman, "I listen to you."

"These days are too busy, too much work, and I don't have a lot of time to spend with you." He explained it.

Yang Beiyi said empathetically, "I understand everything."

This should be regarded as the warmest relationship since they met.

Liang Mingfeng really took her to a building. All the business leaders present, except for Yang Beiyi, there was only one woman, who was the chairman of a well-known group.

Yang Beiyi could understand most of the content of their conversation. She had also been exposed to such occasions since she was a child, and she was held down by her parents to participate in various social occasions since she was a child.

However, she played the role of a "fiancée-to-be" very well, sitting quietly aside without speaking.

After the end, Liang Mingfeng glanced at his watch and stood up, "Bei and I will go first, we need to meet our parents."

This is blatantly acknowledging Yang Beiyi's status as "fiancée" in front of outsiders, and even showing her affection.

Of course, all the bigwigs smiled and said congratulations, and asked when the wedding will be held, Yang Beiyi showed a shy smile at the right time.

five star hotel.

In the luxurious private room, the bright chandeliers clearly captured the expressions of the two of them.

President Bingshan is always cold, and there is no unnecessary expression on his face. Yang Beiyi sits obediently in the chair beside him. He is cold, and she is not hot.

From an outsider's point of view, it doesn't look like a prospective unmarried couple having a meal, but rather like the CEO with a secretary, having a working meal.

After Liang Mingfeng ordered, he asked in a gentlemanly manner, "What do you like to eat?"

Although he had eaten several meals together, he couldn't remember her taste, not at all. People who don't pay attention really don't observe any details of her.

Yang Beiyi's face was calm, with a faint smile in his eyes, "I'm fine."

Liang Mingfeng was polite as he should be, and he was no longer polite. The dishes were served one by one. There were no outsiders here, they didn't need to perform, and there was basically no dialogue throughout the process.

On the way, Liang Mingfeng answered a call, and just after hanging up, he put the phone on the dining table and walked out, "I'll meet an acquaintance in another private room."

The door of the private room was closed, Yang Beiyi's calm face immediately dissipated, and the whole person became nervous, took his mobile phone without thinking, and clicked on his mailbox...

Of course she was very nervous doing such a thing for the first time, but she knew why she could become Liang Mingfeng's fiancée, and even the future Mrs. Liang, so she had to do such a thing.

In another private room, Liang Mingfeng and Zhu Fan looked at the computer in front of them. The screen on the computer showed Yang Beiyi flicking his mobile phone.

Liang Mingfeng's eyes were calm and his face was calm, as if he was watching the employees at work, without any expression.

Zhu Fan said, "Put such a woman next to the pillow, and the CEO doesn't have to do anything. He is too busy to guard against her every day."

Liang Mingfeng said flatly, "She will never reach my pillow."

Ten minutes later, Liang Mingfeng pushed open the door of the private room, and Yang Beiyi had just put the phone back in place.

Bright neon lights filled the city, Liang Mingfeng and Yang Beiyi walked out of the theater, took her home, and drove on the streets of the city alone.

He had a conference call abroad at eleven o'clock. After thinking about it, he still didn't want to go home, so he finally went to the hotel.

**
A busy Monday is here.

In the afternoon, Yao Qingxiao led his team along with the general manager to the Liang Group for a meeting.

Yao Qingxiao introduced the next season's fashion design and various reports in front of the stage. She was dressed in a decent professional attire and showed her ability. In a few years, through her own efforts, she gradually became the director of the design department from the designer's assistant. The training and achievements have given her enough self-confidence.

She is meticulous in her work, doing every job to the extreme, and the general manager nods frequently.

Liang Mingfeng sat at the head of the meeting room, staring at the figure in front of the stage, his face was tense, this was his signature expression, and no one could tell whether he was satisfied.

After the meeting, Liang Mingfeng picked up the documents and went out, "Director Yao, come to my office."

Yao Qingxiao didn't want to go to his office anymore, she didn't want to go in public or private, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, she, a department director of a branch company, couldn't refuse the president of the head office.

in the office.

When Yao Qingxiao pushed the door and entered, Liang Mingfeng was already sitting in the seat, and his tone was icy, "Close the door."

She closed the door obediently, walked to the opposite side of the desk, sat down with her back straight, her hands folded in front of her, and her posture was elegant, "Mr. Liang, you are looking for me."

Liang Mingfeng looked at her seriously, "Your budget is too high."

Yao Qingxiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard him talk about business affairs, "What's Mr. Liang's opinion?"

"One-fifth." Liang Mingfeng turned the signature pen in his hand, "I want one-fifth of your quotation to do this."

Her quotation is the final quotation after talking with several market companies, and it is a very cautious price.

Yao Qingxiao understood instantly, "Okay, no problem, I will fight for it."

Liang Mingfeng raised his eyebrows, "Just fighting?"

Yao Qingxiao's tone was affirmative, "President Liang must be satisfied."

Liang Mingfeng nodded, "Okay, I look forward to your results."

Yao Qingxiao scolded his eighth-generation ancestors in his heart, this exploiting capitalist, even if he hired a small company to do it for one-fifth of the price, he couldn't do it.

Liang Mingfeng stared at her gentlemanly, "You must be scolding me."

Yao Qingxiao shook her head, "I dare not."

Liang Mingfeng immediately changed the subject, "Let my son and daughter sleep with me tonight, no, strictly speaking, let the children sleep with me for the next few days."

Yao Qingxiao didn't respond to the first sentence, but she wanted to hit someone when she said the following words, "Why are you? The child is not yours alone."

The corner of Liang Mingfeng's mouth was drawn into a seemingly invisible arc. For some reason, he suddenly felt very happy. Just now in the conference room, she was thoughtful and eloquent. The princess, has an aura that is otherworldly.

How good it is now, with changeable expressions and rich emotions, like a real person.

"Is the child yours alone?"