The president's pet daughter

"Smelly girl, are you crazy about money? How dare you ask Xiao Song for money."

Yunmei directly slapped her daughter on the back.

"How can I..."

Ling Zhaozhao's eyes widened, and the words "Big Injustice" were almost written on his face.

What do you mean she asked Song Mingzhe for money?

Obviously she was the one who gave Song Mingzhe the money.

"No aunt, Zhao Zhao never asked me for money."

Song Mingzhe lowered his eyes and his voice was a little low.

Ling Zhaozhao breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay, even if Song Mingzhe still has a conscience, he didn't turn black and white.

"It's just that she gave me the accommodation and meal expenses together yesterday. I thought she had to figure out everything she likes."

Song Mingzhe stirred the soup in the bowl with a spoon, feeling aggrieved inside and out.

Ling Zhaozhao:! ! !

It turned out that Green Arrow was by my side.

When Yunmei heard this, she immediately looked at Ling Zhaozhao with hatred.

She was someone who had experienced it, so she could naturally understand why Song Mingzhe felt aggrieved by this incident.

Substitute a little bit, and instantly feel empathy.

"Zhao Zhao, tell me what to say, the two of you are already one, why do you have to calculate so clearly?"

"Who is Xiao Song to you? Is he your partner? As for being so fussy?"

"Xiao Song, Zhaozhao did something wrong. Don't take it to heart. I will talk to my uncle about her. Zhaozhao has a rough personality, and she often doesn't understand these details."

Yunmei scolded Ling Zhaozhao furiously.

Listening to Yunmei's words, Song Mingzhe's mouth curled up slightly.

Ling Zhaozhao could only be scolded with a low eyebrow, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at Song Mingzhe who couldn't see his expression clearly.

She gritted her teeth, a burst of resentment in her heart.

The mother was betrayed too thoroughly, right?

No, she has to fight back fiercely!

"I was talking to you, did you hear me?"

Seeing that Ling Zhaozhao didn't speak, Yunmei got a little impatient.

"I heard, I know I was wrong."

Ling Zhaozhao obediently admitted his mistake, and slowly moved to Song Mingzhe's side, his almond eyes filled with apology.

She gently pulled Song Mingzhe's sleeve, like a well-behaved little daughter-in-law.

"Mingzhe, I will never do anything to hurt your heart again."

"Yesterday you were tired too. Since Mom made such a good soup, it's just a good time to make up for it."

"Otherwise, I'll feed you, and I'll take it as an apology for you."

She blushed with embarrassment, as if it was difficult to tell what happened last night. Song Mingzhe's figure was reflected in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were raised, like an extremely caring, gentle and considerate girlfriend.

Ling Zhaozhao even blew on the steaming hot soup thoughtfully.

She held a spoonful of dark tonic soup, her smile was pure and bright like an angel.

Yunmei glanced at Ling Zhaozhao in relief, and suddenly felt like a young girl in my family.

Ling Zhaozhao originally thought that Song Mingzhe would make some defensive moves, but in the end he just curled his lips slightly, and lowered his head to swallow the spoon she handed over to him.

He drank it very elegantly, as if he was not drinking some dark tonic soup, but was seriously tasting a delicacy.

"Thank you Zhaozhao, your efforts will be rewarded."

His low and steady voice echoed in her ears, obviously he was saying these words in a serious manner, but inexplicably carried a bit of unexplainable charm.

His breath brushed Ling Zhaozhao's face, and thinking of his insinuations, Ling Zhaozhao's earlobes immediately turned red.

For some reason, she felt like she was shooting herself in the foot.

Seeing the interaction between the two, Yunmei couldn't keep her eyes open with a smile.

Wow, wow, according to this trend, becoming a grandma by yourself is just around the corner.

After seeing Song Mingzhe drank the Dabu Tang without a drop, Yunmei left satisfied.

Before leaving, she blinked desperately to signal Ling Zhaozhao to stay in the reception room with Song Mingzhe for a while.

Seeing his mother, Ling Zhaozhao wanted to blink his eyes out, so he could only temporarily stay in the reception room and look at each other with Song Mingzhe.

……

Song Jianguo leaned on a faucet crutch and walked steadily towards the exclusive elevator.

I saw the elevator door slowly opened, and a woman with exquisite eyebrows and eyes still walked out from inside.

Song Jianguo's footsteps paused.

Chen Fu, who was following him, couldn't help being shocked when he saw this face-faced woman.

The exclusive elevator has always been forbidden to be used by anyone other than senior managers. The only people who can use the elevator during this period of time are the assistants and secretaries around Song Mingzhe.

And Song Mingzhe's secretary had already taken sick leave some time ago, and his assistant Gao Yu was an orphan, and he had never met anyone of the opposite sex in this age group.

After much deliberation, only Song Mingzhe...

Then why does my young master allow this woman to enter and exit the exclusive elevator at will...

Chen Fu thought of a possibility, and his face twisted instantly.

It's not that he doesn't support his young master's pursuit of happiness, it's just that although this woman is good-looking, she can't accept it no matter how she thinks about her age.

"This pervert."

Song Jianguo probably went with Chen Fuxiang as well, he snorted heavily, and the dragon's head crutch made a dull and heavy sound on the ground.

His son's taste is really unique.