The president's pet daughter

Shen Qiyu and Song Jianguo were sent back by the butler Chen Fu. Song Mingzhe sat in the car and glanced at the silent Ling Zhaozhao.

He was waiting for Ling Zhaozhao to speak.

He didn't know how much what Wang Hanlin said just now made Ling Zhaozhao suspicious, and he didn't know how to talk about it.

But Ling Zhaozhao seemed to be in a good mood.

He even tuned the radio in the car to his favorite music.

The tune of the song was still humming in his mouth, as if he was not affected at all.

Song Mingzhe pursed his lips and stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom.

Not long after, they arrived at the door of the small western-style building under Ling Zhaozhao's name.

Ling Zhaozhao was reluctant to part with the house he had just finished renovating, so he simply made an agreement with Song Mingzhe to change houses every two weeks.

Today was not a day, but Song Mingzhe felt that Ling Zhaozhao might be in a better mood living in his own house, so he decided to live here today.

Ling Zhaozhao was taken aback when he found that the car had arrived at the door of Xiaoyanglou, and then got out of the car as if nothing happened.

Song Mingzhe glanced at the back of Ling Zhaozhao who got out of the car neatly, secretly wondering when Ling Zhaozhao became so patient.

Ling Zhaozhao opened the door with ease, stretched comfortably, and turned his head to take a look at Song Mingzhe.

"Why don't I go take a shower first?"

She was a little sleepy today, and wanted to take a bath early and rest.

Song Mingzhe stood in front of her and looked her up and down.

"Aren't you curious, Zhao Zhao?"

Don't you wonder what happened to Bai Mengyue?

Ever wonder what happened to them in the past?

Ling Zhaozhao gave Song Mingzhe a weird look, as if he was talking about something incredible.

"Isn't it just white moonlight? I can understand it. Everyone has a past, so there's no need to explain too much."

Ling Zhaozhao yawned, and said the words that he had persuaded himself countless times in his heart.

Along the way, she comforted herself like this.

Thinking that Song Mingzhe had just obtained the certificate not long ago, if he was suspicious of him in every possible way, it would definitely be bad for his relationship.

So she desperately suppressed her curiosity.

Unexpectedly, Song Mingzhe blatantly pierced her small thoughts.

Song Mingzhe approached Ling Zhaozhao and looked directly at her.

"really?"

He spoke word by word, as if he was tempting her to speak his mind.

Ling Zhaozhao bit his lips, as if he heard the voice of heaven and man fighting in his heart.

Suddenly, she grabbed Song Mingzhe by the collar, with a vicious expression on her face.

"Then you'd better tell me everything clearly. How many times have you held hands before, how many times have you met, and how ambiguous is it? Tell me honestly."

She originally didn't want Song Mingzhe to feel that she was a caring person, but since Song Mingzhe asked this question, she simply stopped pretending.

Song Mingzhe couldn't help laughing when he saw her side showing her true colors.

"Zhao Zhao, you don't need to pretend in front of me from now on."

Song Mingzhe gently rubbed the tip of his nose against Ling Zhaozhao, and said in a low voice.

He didn't want Ling Zhaozhao to be a good wife and mother in front of him.

Just be what she should be.

"I did get along with her for a while, because the Bai family moved next door to my house, so the two families will naturally become familiar with each other after walking around more."

"However, I haven't had any ambiguity with her. Every time I meet her, there will be no less than three people present."

"What Wang Hanlin said was just a coincidence. The door of the room was accidentally locked that day. It happened that all the communication tools were locked out, and there was no one in the Bai family, so I spent the whole night blowing the wind on the balcony. "

Song Mingzhe remembered very clearly that it was one night in the third year of high school, Bai Mengyue asked him to go to her room to discuss a math problem.

Originally, Mu Yang also went with him, but he accidentally ate his stomach, and was caught by the old man of the Mu family and taught him a lesson.

That's why he had the chance to be alone with Bai Mengyue that time.

What happened that day was so coincidental that he was a little suspicious even thinking about it now.

The wind that night was also very cool, so cool that he had a high fever the next day.

"So, I have never held hands with her, nor have I had any ambiguity. In my eyes, she is just a neighbor who lives next door."

"All my first times belong to you."

Song Mingzhe looked into Ling Zhaozhao's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up playfully.

The last sentence directly made Ling Zhaozhao blush.

Do you want to be so explicit?

"Then the Wang family is really having a Hongmen banquet today, and they invited Bai Mengyue over here. Isn't this a deliberate attempt to dissuade people?"

Ling Zhaozhao's fingertips slowly slid down, unconsciously spinning on Song Mingzhe's chest.

She had a vague premonition that Bai Mengyue's appearance was not just accidental.

Song Mingzhe looked at Ling Zhaozhao's restless fingers and held them lightly. He was about to say something when he saw Ling Zhaozhao's face showing bitterness.

"Otherwise you should take a shower first, I suddenly remembered that I still have an email to answer."

There are too many things about her recently, and it is inevitable that she will forget them when she accumulates them together. Fortunately, it is not too late to think about them now.

Song Mingzhe just wanted to take advantage of the good atmosphere to mix things up with Ling Zhaozhao for a while, but he didn't expect Ling Zhaozhao to switch to the strong woman mode in seconds.

"It's the same if I come back tomorrow, I'll call you."

Song Mingzhe hugged Ling Zhaozhao's waist, frowning slightly.

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help curling his lips when he heard Song Mingzhe's words.

She wouldn't believe Song Mingzhe's nonsense, every time she was with him, she never got up early.

"No, I'm a person with a career now. Can you hold me back? Let's talk about it when I have a vacation."

Ling Zhaozhao frowned, and suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to have had a good vacation during this time, so he couldn't help but sighed.

"But it seems really difficult to take a vacation now."

If she was still working part-time, she could take a few days off to play comfortably, but now she is the boss, with a lot of things on her shoulders, it is very difficult to get out.

She suddenly understood why Song Mingzhe was so busy on weekdays.

It's not easy, it's really not easy.

Hearing Ling Zhaozhao's mumbled words, Song Mingzhe couldn't help but patted Ling Zhaozhao's head.

Looking at the dark blue eyes in her eyes, a touch of distress flashed in her eyes.

"If you want to take a vacation, it's actually not that difficult."

Song Mingzhe pursed his lips, and said after a little thought.

Ling Zhaozhao only thought that Song Mingzhe was picking up nice words to coax her, and didn't take Song Mingzhe's words too seriously.

"I don't believe your nonsense. I'm going to work hard now. You'd better clean up your fragrance honestly and wait obediently on the bed for me to spoil you."

Ling Zhaozhao patted Song Mingzhe on the cheek and said jokingly.