The president's pet daughter

Hearing Ling Zhaozhao's words, Song Mingzhe frowned slightly.

"why not?"

He didn't see any hindrance in that.

On the contrary, when he sees Ling Zhaozhao in the future, or Ling Zhaozhao comes to him, he doesn't have to be so sneaky.

Otherwise, every time they met in Ball, it would be like having an affair.

What's more, if Ling Zhaozhao marries him in the future, he will inevitably have to get used to this kind of thing.

"Do you think I can't protect you after the relationship is exposed?"

Song Mingzhe leaned on the car window with one hand, his tone a little low.

Ling Zhaozhao grabbed the corner of his clothes, not daring to look at his expression.

She never thought of it that way.

Song Mingzhe had been very kind to her from the very beginning and protected her very much. If it wasn't for Song Mingzhe, she might have suffered various accidents many times.

"Today, after I came out of the conference room and returned to the office, people in the department were suddenly very polite to me. Even the manager asked me to go home and recuperate for a few more days, for fear that I would be frightened by this incident."

"If I used to be, I should be very happy that they can treat me like this, but now I don't think so."

"Because they will carry your name behind every word they say to me."

"In their eyes, I am no longer Ling Zhaozhao, but your Song Mingzhe's girlfriend."

"Being your girlfriend is indeed a very cool thing. Everyone will let me and fear me, for fear that I will tell you something and put them in shoes."

"But Mingzhe, before we were together, I, Ling Zhaozhao, was still Ling Zhaozhao, not anyone's appendage."

"It was before, and it will be in the future. I will work hard to develop my own career and work hard to stand shoulder to shoulder with your name."

Ling Zhaozhao pressed his beating heart and said sincerely.

Song Mingzhe is too dazzling, even though she is naturally optimistic, she sometimes feels inferior.

What does Song Mingzhe like about her?

Is it her pretty face, or her bluffing personality, or her happy family?

But what about the value of her own existence?

If she was willing to be a canary in a cage and be raised by others, then she would not enter Polly.

Instead, he would randomly pick a place to work from Ling Yan and his second brother Ling Yuan.

There are many ways to relax. Although she is very Buddhist and loves to touch fish, she has never forgotten the value and significance of her existence from the beginning to the end.

She is not a vassal, has her own name and thoughts, and does not need to be named by others.

Even Shen Qiyu was depressed for a long time because of the title Mrs. Song.

She can obviously continue to shine in the business field, and strive to create her own world, not even inferior to anyone, but she never thought that in the end, it would be the titles of Mrs. Song and Song Mingzhe's mother that bound her.

What about her original name?Who remembers?

Song Mingzhe was silent for a long time after listening to Ling Zhaozhao's words.

"Zhao Zhao, you don't need to be so tired."

He will not object to what she wants to do, but if it will tire her, he may have an opinion.

"You don't need to stand by me by your own efforts, I will clear the way for you, just like before."

Song Mingzhe pursed his lips and subconsciously rejected Ling Zhaozhao.

To be honest, rather than watching Ling Zhaozhao get troubled outside, it would be better to keep her under his nose, at worst he would let Rong Yuan take care of everything.

"If you don't like the current atmosphere, I can ask Rong Yuan to tell them to treat you as before."

"Or, you can come directly to my side and be my secretary."

Song Mingzhe tidied Ling Zhaozhao's messy clothes, and said in a gentle tone.

Ling Zhaozhao's eyes darkened when he heard his words.

"Song Mingzhe, you still don't understand what I mean."

Even if Song Mingzhe instructed the people below to treat her as before, how could everyone listen?

At most, he agreed on the surface, but he was still polite to her behind the scenes, and even if he had some criticisms, he didn't dare to attack her.

After all, the identity of Song Mingzhe's girlfriend is placed on her head, and it is difficult for people not to be afraid.

Not to mention going to Song Mingzhe's side to be a secretary.

In this way, maybe he and Song Mingzhe can be together all the time, but in the eyes of others, doesn't it mean that Ling Zhaozhao's rise to power is based on connections?

What about the fruits of her previous efforts and work?

Wouldn't it just be written off?

"I don't like this. You can take me home. I want to go home for a few days."

Ling Zhaozhao sighed and found that he could not continue to communicate with Song Mingzhe.

She has her own thoughts, and Song Mingzhe also has her own thoughts, and the two of them cannot overlap.

Hearing that Ling Zhaozhao was going home to live, Song Mingzhe's eyes suddenly became a little dim.

"Zhao Zhao, do you think that everything I do is wrong?"

It seemed that every suggestion he made, every word he said, was wrong at this moment.

But he was doing it for her good.

He didn't want her to suffer outside, and he didn't want her to stay out of his sight.

Ling Zhaozhao is safe enough only if he is within his line of sight.

"I just think you are ridiculous. From beginning to end, you want to tie me by your side, completely ignoring my thoughts. How do you want me to tell you?"

Ling Zhaozhao pressed the bridge of his nose, feeling a little helpless.

Song Mingzhe didn't seem to listen to all the things she just said.

After all, Song Mingzhe still didn't want her to leave Boer.

"You are also tired today, I will take you back first."

Song Mingzhe lowered his eyes to get rid of the gloom that flashed in his eyes, and his tone was a little low.

He didn't want to quarrel with her, or in other words, he didn't know how to quarrel with her.

As soon as Ling Zhaozhao heard Song Mingzhe's words, he knew that he was avoiding the important ones.

He didn't continue to talk about this matter, it didn't mean that he agreed with his own ideas and made concessions to himself, but wanted to let time dilute this matter.

As long as he doesn't nod, the resignation letter she wrote will be put on the shelf forever.

"Forget it, I'll ask Lin Xi to take me back. She should have just got off work. No matter what you say, my resignation is a certainty."

"Song Mingzhe, I'm a little angry."

Ling Zhaozhao unbuckled his seat belt, and dropped these words before leaving.

Song Mingzhe looked at her limping back, and couldn't help but hammered the steering wheel.

Isn't he angry?

He just wants to see her every day, is there something wrong with that?

Or was he so used to Ling Zhaozhao being so lawless, that's why Ling Zhaozhao now casually poked his nose in the face to give him a look?

Song Mingzhe started the car with a gloomy face, and only drove out of the parking lot when Ling Zhaozhao was no longer in sight.