The president's pet daughter

Once again, Ling Zhaozhao fell into the trap of beauty.

But who can escape a handsome guy who blinks his eyes and tells you that it hurts?

If Ling Zhaozhao hadn't been a little more rational, he probably would have given his heart to Song Mingzhe.

Ling Zhaozhao tried his best to stabilize his mind, and prescribed the medicine for Song Mingzhe's speed of light. He was afraid that he would accidentally break his wound again, so he specially wrapped a bandage around him.

Song Mingzhe has been very quiet during this process. He knew that Ling Zhaozhao would be a little embarrassed because of what happened just now, so he didn't talk to Ling Zhaozhao on purpose.

He looked at Ling Zhaozhao's eyebrows and eyes. The sunlight hit Ling Zhaozhao through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and even her hair seemed to be shining.

Song Mingzhe really wanted to pinch Ling Zhaozhao's face, as usual, but when he thought of his unclear relationship with Ling Zhaozhao now, his eyes darkened involuntarily.

"You are too careless, why are you driving so carelessly?"

Ling Zhaozhao remembered that Song Mingzhe was injured because of a rear-end collision, so he couldn't help complaining.

She remembered that Song Mingzhe used to drive very steadily, but now she doesn't know why he is so reckless.

Song Mingzhe pursed his lips, and expressed his inner thoughts without hesitation.

"Because I was thinking of you."

He really missed her so much, he was thinking about her when he was walking, when he was eating, and even when he was driving.

I would wonder if she had a good meal, if she slept well, or if she was thinking about him.

Like him, thinking about each other.

He has nowhere to vent his thoughts, he can only have a gloomy face every day.

He missed it so much that the moment he received the message while driving, he would subconsciously think it was from Ling Zhaozhao.

So if you don't pay attention, you will be rear-ended.

Ling Zhaozhao's cheeks turned red when he heard Song Mingzhe's words.

He was not good at lying in front of him, so Ling Zhaozhao didn't suspect that Song Mingzhe was acting on the occasion, deliberately saying some nice words to coax her.

"If it will hurt you, then I hope you don't miss me."

Ling Zhaozhao's voice was so low that Song Mingzhe couldn't hear him.

Her heart began to contradict.

Even doubting whether what I did was right or not.

Ling Zhaozhao took a deep breath, decided not to think about these things that bothered him, then looked away and changed the subject.

"Don't touch the water these days, and don't use too much force, lest the wound burst."

"If there are too many documents, let Rongyuan help you look through them, so as not to use your hands all the time, which is not conducive to the recovery of the wound."

"The diet should also be lighter, drink more water, and eat three meals a day on time..."

As Ling Zhaozhao talked, he found that his words changed from caring about Song Mingzhe's wounds to caring about Song Mingzhe's life.

Accidentally, she actually said everything in her heart.

Song Mingzhe also heard Ling Zhaozhao's concern for him, and held Ling Zhaozhao's hand tentatively.

Ling Zhaozhao did not hide.

Or, she didn't intend to hide from the beginning.

"Zhao Zhao, I..."

He had a lot to say to Ling Zhaozhao, but he didn't know how to say it.

Ling Zhaozhao squatted down to apply the medicine to him, feeling a little tired, so he interrupted him hastily.

"I want to sit down."

Since he wanted to say something to himself, he would move a chair and listen carefully to what he wanted to say. If what he said was wrong, she could just walk away.

Song Mingzhe heard Ling Zhaozhao's words, and mistakenly thought that Ling Zhaozhao wanted to take the opportunity to leave.

In a hurry, he directly picked up Ling Zhaozhao and put him on his lap.

"Just sit here."

Song Mingzhe said in a deep voice next to Ling Zhaozhao's ear.

Seeing that he was hugging him with his right hand, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help worrying that his wound would open again, so he didn't dare to move.

It's just that his sitting is a very new way of sitting.

How can anyone sit on someone else's lap?

Ling Zhaozhao was suddenly approached by Song Mingzhe, and for a while he couldn't get used to Song Mingzhe's scorching breath, so he couldn't help pulling away quietly.

But the picture of them rubbing each other's ears and temples before came to mind.

Inexplicable emotions surged in my heart.

Song Mingzhe was still holding her hand tightly, for fear that she would run away.

"If you want to say it, just say it."

Ling Zhaozhao bit his lip and gave Song Mingzhe a chance to confide.

Song Mingzhe organized his language and wanted to speak again.

There was a knock on the door.

Ling Zhaozhao moved a little uneasy when he heard the sound.

Song Mingzhe thought it was Rong Yuan, frowned slightly, and held Ling Zhaozhao down.

"Enter."

If it was Rong Yuan, it would be nothing to see this scene.

After all, Rong Yuan also knew about their relationship, so he wouldn't be too surprised if he thought about it.

Unexpectedly, it was the butler Chen Fu who came in.

Chen Fu thought that his young master was the only one in the office, but he didn't expect to see such an exciting scene when he opened the door and walked in.

For a while, I didn't know where to put my eyes.

He didn't realize that his young master was so bright and bright...

When Ling Zhaozhao saw Chen Fu, he immediately remembered that this person was Song Mingzhe's housekeeper.

She grabbed Song Mingzhe's arm and jumped up like a rabbit in embarrassment.

"If you have something else to do, I won't bother you."

Thinking that the intimate scene just now was actually seen by others, Ling Zhaozhao's face turned red.

Because the butler Chen Fu was here, Song Mingzhe couldn't say anything, so he could only watch Ling Zhaozhao leave the office helplessly.

The housekeeper, Chen Fu, really wanted to say hello to Ling Zhaozhao, but felt it was inappropriate, so he held back.

As soon as Ling Zhaozhao left, the butler Chen Fu immediately felt that the air pressure in the office dropped.

"What's the matter."

Song Mingzhe pressed the bridge of his nose with a very impatient tone.

He better really have something urgent.

The housekeeper, Chen Fu, looked at his young master's gloomy face, and couldn't help swallowing, and put the exquisite box in front of Song Mingzhe.

"You are going to attend a family banquet in three days. This is the jewelry that the master prepared for your girlfriend."

Song Mingzhe was going to attend the family banquet, and he also mentioned the news that he would bring Ling Zhaozhao to attend.

Song Mingzhe heard the words of the housekeeper Chen Fu, pondered for a while, and opened the jewelry box with some doubts.

When he saw that the box was full of valuable and shiny jewels, he couldn't understand what Song Jianguo was thinking for a while.

He thought that when he said he would bring his girlfriend to attend, Song Jianghui would be as angry as before.

Unexpectedly, Song Jianguo sent this box of jewelry on his own initiative, as if he was afraid that Ling Zhaozhao would not be able to support the scene.

No matter how you think about it, this is not something Song Jianghui would do.

The butler Chen Fu looked at Song Mingzhe's puzzled expression, and couldn't help but add another sentence.

"This is indeed what the master asked me to send."

Song Mingzhe heard the words of the housekeeper Chen Fu, and unconsciously tapped his fingers on the box.

He suddenly realized that he couldn't understand Song Jianguo.