The president's pet daughter

For a moment, Ling Zhaozhao wished he could travel back and kill himself who had just shown the design to Song Mingzhe.

Did he think that by saying this, he had forgiven him?

Ling Zhaozhao turned off the phone silently, and opened his mouth without thinking carefully in a panic, wanting to make amends for himself.

"Just take a look, and you don't have to worry too much about it. Anyway, it's uncertain who will live with me in the future."

She can also live with Yunmei and Ling Shiyi, or live with Lin Xi and Gao Yue.

Anyway, she has plenty of options.

Unexpectedly, Song Mingzhe misunderstood her words as words of anger.

She seemed to be saying that this blueprint was just for her to see, and she would not live with her in the future anyway.

Song Mingzhe's expression changed all of a sudden, and he suddenly blocked Ling Zhaozhao in the unpainted corner of the wall.

His tall figure enveloped her, because he was too close, Ling Zhaozhao could even see his faintly beating chest muscles.

It seemed as if he could feel his extremely tough muscles just by touching it with his hands.

Even at this time, she had to lament that Song Mingzhe's figure was really good.

As expected of the man she slept with.

"If you don't live with me, do you still want to live with other men? Huh?"

For the first time, Ling Zhaozhao really felt what it meant to lead a wolf into a house.

Isn't Song Mingzhe's opportunity to block her in a corner the result of her momentary soft-heartedness just now?

Sure enough, women still can't soften their hearts.

As Song Mingzhe's voice fell, the atmosphere in the air suddenly became a little ambiguous.

His deep words echoed in her ears, tickling Ling Zhaozhao's heart.

Ling Zhaozhao suddenly realized that at some point, the distance between them became very close.

"We are in a cold war and quarreling, sir, please respect yourself?"

Ling Zhaozhao woke up from her sinking, she pushed Song Mingzhe, as if she wanted to push him away from her body.

But her strength seemed to be tickling Song Mingzhe.

Song Mingzhe not only remained motionless, but also sighed softly.

"Zhao Zhao, it's my fault, please forgive me."

He had thought a lot these two days, the days when he couldn't talk to Ling Zhaozhao were like torture, every minute and every second was a torment for him.

Ling Zhaozhao sneered and met his eyes.

Is it too late for him to say this now?

He concealed his identity from himself, and seeing himself being played around by him, didn't he find it particularly enjoyable?

If I hadn't cared about the kindness he had done to me, I would have broken up cleanly.

"Song Mingzhe, it's not that I didn't give you a chance to confess, but did you do it? Do you think it's useful to make up for it afterwards?"

"I don't like the feeling of being lied to."

Ling Zhaozhao wanted to say something else, but after thinking about it, he endured it.

It's not that she didn't doubt Song Mingzhe's real identity, and she also asked insincerely.

He even hinted countless times that he should be honest with himself.

Only by being honest can two people go further and further.

"I didn't intend to deceive you."

"I'm afraid...you'll alienate me."

Song Mingzhe pursed his lips, and finally expressed his concerns.

Ling Zhaozhao's body was so warm that at first he couldn't help but want to get close, and even used all means to get close.

He wanted to explain his true identity to Ling Zhaozhao countless times, many times to the point where he was on the verge of saying it, but every time it came to the last moment, he would always be unable to speak for various reasons.

It ended in catastrophe.

"Then you want to keep it from me for this reason, even for a lifetime?"

Ling Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows, not the slightest bit soft-hearted towards his words.

Since she kept telling Song Mingzhe that it didn't work, she had to give him a strong dose of medicine.

"You are excellent and rich. Perhaps a person like me can only look up to you for the rest of his life."

"Maybe you will think that it is my blessing that you are with me. Even if you lied to me at the beginning, I should accept it as soon as it is good."

"But why should I do this? In this relationship, I am equal to you. As much as you have paid for me, I have paid for you accordingly. Song Mingzhe, I love you no more than you love me." few."

"Maybe one day I will feel that this matter can be turned over, but definitely not now."

She is also a person with pride and self-esteem, and she is not easy to coax.

Being able to be coaxed by Song Mingzhe again and again is also because she likes Song Mingzhe, so she is willing to lower her emotions for him.

But now, she wants to truly let Song Mingzhe feel her deepest appeal.

That is sincerity.

From now on, no trace of deceitful sincerity can be mixed in.

Song Mingzhe heard the decisiveness and firmness in Ling Zhaozhao's words, as if he understood something.

Now is Ling Zhaozhao's test for him.

It seems that his days of coaxing Ling Zhaozhao well are still long.

But he has nothing to do with Ling Zhaozhao.

"I understand."

Song Mingzhe let go of Ling Zhaozhao sullenly.

Hearing Song Mingzhe's unusual tone, Ling Zhaozhao felt a little soft in his heart.

He was so careful to coax himself to be happy today and treat himself well, so why not be nicer to him next time.

Song Mingzhe felt the embarrassment in the air, so he couldn't help but change the subject.

"Then the family banquet in a few days, you..."

He originally wanted to say that if Ling Zhaozhao didn't want to go to the family banquet in a few days, then he wouldn't go.

There is no need to go around that family banquet.

But these endless words, falling into Ling Zhaozhao's ears, turned into Song Mingzhe's kindness to her today, and it became the reason why he wanted her to go to the family banquet.

Otherwise, how could such a busy person find time to coax her.

It turned out to be waiting for her here.

So Ling Zhaozhao interrupted Song Mingzhe before he could finish speaking.

"What I promised you will naturally be done. Just send me the time and place when the time comes."

Ling Zhaozhao looked at the wall that Song Mingzhe had just painted a little bit, thinking that if they continued chatting like this, it was inevitable that their old relationship would rekindle later.

And the conjecture just now made her feel a little uncomfortable.

So she directly and neatly dragged Song Mingzhe to the door, and sent the big Buddha away.

"You'd better go about your business."

At least don't hang around in front of her now, she will only be upset.

Before Song Mingzhe had time to say anything, he saw Ling Zhaozhao throwing his coat out.

Throwing that is called a straightforward and decisive.

Song Mingzhe looked at the slammed door, still clutching the coat that had just been thrown out, wondering which sentence he said wrong just now.