Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Cheng Xiaoyu looked back and saw a tall and handsome man standing beside her.

The man has excellent temperament, especially good posture, naturally tall and straight.

When he was walking in the crowd, it was difficult for others not to notice him, and they would naturally think that this handsome guy must be a model, and he is also a dancer if he is not a model.

That's right, this person is her senior, Song Yang.

Song Yang used to be a ballet dancer and also the person in charge of a cultural media company. In just a few years, he has produced several well-known drama works.

But what Cheng Xiaoyu admires the most is his dancing ability. She told Xiaojiu before that Song Yang is definitely a master.

The key is that people are super gentle and take care of younger generations.

Song Yang smiled brightly at her: "I didn't expect to meet you here."

His voice was very low, obviously afraid of waking up the sleeping little daughter in her arms.

Cheng Xiaoyu was about to stand up to say hello, Song Yang gestured for her to sit down, and then sat next to her in a seat.

"Are you... on a business trip or a trip?" Song Yang glanced at her work shirt, and then at the child in her arms.

Yes, it looks like a business trip, with a baby, and like a trip.

Cheng Xiaoyu smirked: "Let's go on a trip. I rushed to the airport after work, and I didn't have time to change."

"Be careful of catching a cold," Song Yang said, and handed her the windbreaker jacket that was hanging on his hand. "It's new. I haven't worn it myself. I took it all the way. You can put it on."

Cheng Xiaoyu was ashamed, waved his hand quickly, and said no, anyway, he was going to board the plane in a few minutes anyway.

Song Yang didn't let her go and took the clothes back. At this time, the little girl in Xiao Yu's arms woke up and rubbed her eyes bewilderedly.

Cheng Xiaoyu wiped the saliva from the corner of her daughter's mouth with a cotton kerchief, and said with a smile, "Kexin, this is Uncle Song Yang, how do you say hello to Uncle?"

Xiao Kexin opened her eyes wide, stared at Song Yang for two seconds, and obediently shouted: "Hello, Uncle."

After the senior and the junior greeted each other, Cheng Xiaoyu said with emotion: "The last time we met, it seemed like the year before last?"

"Yes, you were still dancing then."

"Yeah, I will be 996 in a blink of an eye."

More than a year ago, she was still in the dance troupe, and before returning to work at Times Group, Song Yang invited her to perform in a ballet with him.

Cheng Xiaoyu had kept this matter to herself, so she only told Xiaojiu.

As a result, Shen Yuan was at home that day, heard the conversation between the two, and with a few words, he tricked her, making her return to the Times Group nervously, gave up that performance opportunity, and then ended her dancing career, and never came here again Fly to various places to perform.

As for the regret, it's a little bit, after all, this is the male god she worships, and being able to dance with such a great god level is enough for her to brag for a long time.

And giving up the dance career, of course there will be regrets, but this will also give me more time to spend with my family. Xiao Kexin and her were not very close before, but now they are very attached to her.

Besides, seeing her big president every day makes her feel good, after all, Shi Zong is also her male god.

"It's a pity that you didn't continue dancing, but you are as happy as you are."

Song Yang is easy-going and considerate of others. Every time Cheng Xiaoyu talks to this senior, he feels very comfortable.

Indeed, this is the path Cheng Xiaoyu chose.

Any choice will have regrets, she is not that greedy, and is very content with her current life.

Although she said 996 on her lips, in fact she was always confused and worked overtime for herself, so Shi always didn't feel sorry for her.

She changed the subject: "Senior, are you going on a trip?"

"At a friend's wedding."

"It's a coincidence, so am I!"

Song Yang smiled and said, "Don't tell me, you are also going to Nancheng."

"It's really Nancheng!" Cheng Xiaoyu said, showing him the ticket in his hand, "Don't say you are also on this flight?"

Song Yang smiled and took out his own ticket and showed her that it was the same flight.

"What a coincidence!" Cheng Xiaoyu sighed, and at the same time took out the cartoon little tiger water bottle in the bag, and handed it to the daughter next to her.

Xiao Kexin hugged the big water bottle her mother gave her, while drinking water from a straw, she sat beside her mother to wake up and nap.

A pair of big eyes, dark, looked at Uncle Song beside him from time to time.

Uncle Song's legs are very long, second only to Dad.

But he is much gentler to his mother than his father, and even let his mother wear his clothes.

Xiao Kexin is very wary of men who are courting her mother. After thinking about it, she still has to report it.

She moved to the side, took out her children's mobile phone, turned her back to her mother, and sent a message to her father to broadcast the situation here in real time.

Cheng Xiaoyu continued talking to Song Yang, completely oblivious to the fact that there was a little spy by his side.

The two continued to chat, the same flight, the same destination, and they were both attending the wedding. Cheng Xiaoyu gossiped and asked one more question, could it be Ouyang Zheng's wedding?

Song Yang directly took out an exquisite wedding invitation from the inner pocket of his suit, and unfolded it to her, "It is indeed their wedding, but I am a friend of the bride's side."

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help sighing, this network between people is really amazing, maybe there will be intersections between everyone.

Then we talked about Kohane's work.

Song Yang said, you, the president's wife, are too "desperate and three mothers", are you working for your own family, and you don't want to be lazy at all.Why don't you come to our company and be a choreographer for the repertory troupe, and don't use it for work when you're not rehearsing.I will give you whatever salary Shi always gives you.

Cheng Xiaoyu knew that he was just joking, so naturally he replied politely: "My family always pays a lot of money, if I really want to go, you don't have to do bloodletting."

"If you really come, I can really afford it. You should think about it."

The conversation between adults is true and false, false and true, and sometimes a joke that is just a joke, and it will not be taken seriously afterwards.

But it is different when the child hears it.

Xiao Kexin frowned tightly, the situation is not good, this uncle wants to steal his wife from his father!

But I also heard my uncle say that it can make my mother's work easier, and when I'm not rehearsing, I don't have to go to work. Wouldn't it be possible to play with Kexin every day?

After observing for a while, I found that my uncle was very nice, handsome, and looked like a good person, so the little balance in my heart tilted towards Uncle Song again.

But Kexin is facing her father in her heart, and she has to report these situations truthfully.

Just like that, the two adults talked for a while, and the little spy quietly sent a few voice messages to the CEO's father, saying that it was time to board the plane.

When boarding the plane, Shi Shenyuan called Xiaoyu. Cheng Xiaoyu was holding the child in one hand and passing the boarding gate with the ticket in the other, and hung up on him directly.

After getting on the plane, Cheng Xiaoyu settled her daughter down and took her seat, and then called her CEO, "When you called me just now, I was boarding the plane. Come on, you're done..."

Before the word "meeting" came out, Shi Shenyuan asked, "I heard you met an old friend?"

Cheng Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows and looked at the little girl beside her.

The little girl was sucking on the straw, her big eyes were staring ahead, as if she was reading the words on the back of the seat, and her two little feet were still swinging leisurely under the seat.

A look that has nothing to do with her.