The president's pet daughter

After Ling Yan received Ling Zhaozhao's call, she hurried downstairs, and was shocked when she saw bunches of flowers on the back of the black Maybach.

"Zhao Zhao, did you rob someone's flower shop?"

His voice was too loud, and he directly called out Yunmei and Ling Shiyi who were at home.

Ling Shiyi looked at the outrageous amount of flowers, pushed his glasses, and said to Ling Zhaozhao with a serious face.

"Zhaozhao, one person is doing things and the other is responsible, you should turn yourself in."

Ling Zhaozhao looked at his brother and father speechlessly.

The instigator stepped down from the driver's seat calmly.

"Zhao Zhao likes it, so I bought it for her."

Song Mingzhe tidied up his clothes, and greeted the Ling family with a smile.

"Oh, Zhao Zhao, you are too ignorant, how can you let Xiao Song spend so much money, and the clothes from last time are also piled up at home, and you can't put them down."

As soon as Yunmei saw Song Mingzhe, she was so happy from ear to ear, she didn't forget to complain to Ling Zhaozhao.

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help feeling wronged.

She tried to stop Song Mingzhe, but it didn't work at all.

When those clothes were delivered to her home last time, they almost filled her room, but they couldn't be returned, so she had to find an empty room at home and converted it into a cloakroom to fit it.

This time it's good, let's see if there are any empty rooms in the house that can be converted into flower houses.

"It's not what Zhao Zhao wants, it's what I want to give."

Song Mingzhe bent his lips and explained for Ling Zhaozhao.

Seeing what Song Mingzhe said, Yunmei couldn't continue to bring up this topic. She looked at the sky and wanted to keep Song Mingzhe at home for dinner.

It just so happened that the meal was almost done.

"Xiao Song, it's almost time for dinner, why don't you stay and have dinner together."

"No need for Auntie, there are still some things in the company."

Song Mingzhe declined.

He wasn't lying, there was an international meeting waiting for him tonight.

Hearing that Song Mingzhe still had work at night, Yunmei couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

While Ling Shiyi and Ling Yan were taking the flowers out of the trunk, Yunmei packed food for Song Mingzhe in food boxes in the kitchen.

"I put this lunch box in an insulated bag. I don't think it will cool down that fast in a while. If there is a microwave oven in the company, you can heat it up. You are busy with work, but you still have to remember to eat on time. I will ask Lingzhi another day to see if it can be opened. Some prescriptions for recuperation, although work is important, but the body must also be the first priority."

She put the food box on Song Mingzhe's car and chattered.

Listening to these instructions, Song Mingzhe unconsciously curved his lips.

"Mom, I want to recuperate too."

Hearing that his mother cared about Song Mingzhe in every detail, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but feel a little disgusted, so he pulled Yunmei's arm and said coquettishly.

"Come on Zhaozhao, you look better than me, stop pretending here."

Ling Yan teased with the lace, the pollen got into his nose, making him sneeze uncontrollably.

"That's not it, Zhao Zhao, why do you think you're a bit rounder?"

Ling Shiyi also dismantled Ling Zhaozhao's stage very mercilessly.

Ling Zhaozhao glared angrily at the two people who were disrupting the stage.

"Zhao Zhao is right, Auntie, give Zhao Zhao a rest when you have time."

Only Song Mingzhe echoed Ling Zhaozhao in a low voice.

His dark and deep eyes were full of seriousness, as if he was the only one who believed Ling Zhaozhao's words.

Ling Zhaozhao looked at him blankly.

It's not that she said, he looks like a fool who is easy to deceive.

"Mom and Dad, I won't eat later, I'm full."

Ling Yan was directly soured, and said through gritted teeth.

His stomach is full of dog food now.

Yunmei glanced reproachfully at her son who made a fuss, and quickly responded.

"Okay, I will definitely give Zhao Zhao a good rest in another day, so don't worry."

she said jokingly.

At the same time, he was very satisfied with Song Mingzhe.

Song Mingzhe glanced at the emptied trunk, nodded, and shifted his gaze to Ling Zhaozhao again.

"I am leaving."

His gaze was too obvious, obviously he was waiting for Ling Zhaozhao's answer.

Ling Zhaozhao just wanted to reply, but then he thought that Song Mingzhe had brought the atmosphere to this point, and he only replied two words, which was too indifferent.

And her family is not so easy to fool.

"Okay, Mingzhe, remember to miss me."

She blinked and made a sweet clip sound.

It made goosebumps all over the place.

Song Mingzhe knew what Ling Zhaozhao was thinking, the smile on his lips enlarged unconsciously, and then got into the car.

After he drove for a while, he stepped on the brakes again and parked the car on the side of the road.

He took out his phone and clicked on the dialog with Mu Yang.

Mu Yang's 50 worth of flirting book suddenly appeared in the dialog box.

Song Mingzhe pursed his lips and opened them again.

The first point is to match what he likes, and he has already done it with a cart of flowers.

The second point is that no matter what the other party says, it is right, and you must respond seriously, which he did just now.

The next step is to ask for warmth, so that the other party can feel caring and warmth all the time.

Song Mingzhe slid the page, and when he looked at the increasingly nasty strategies behind him, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

He put his hand on the steering wheel and unconsciously lit it, suddenly feeling a little irritable.

He must be crazy to listen to Mu Yang's nonsense and spend 50 to buy this thing.

And he actually did.

At this time, a reminder that the temperature will drop tomorrow suddenly popped up on the phone, and by accident, Song Mingzhe clicked on the dialog box with Ling Zhaozhao.

Song Mingzhe: Tomorrow it will cool down, remember to add more clothes.

It wasn't until he finished posting that he realized what he had done.

He couldn't have been tricked...

Otherwise, how can you do these things willingly.

Ling family.

Ling Zhaozhao had just arranged the flowers and was about to eat when he saw Song Mingzhe's news.

She bent her lips unconsciously and said hello to him.

He is really getting better and better, and now he will take the initiative to care about people.

After replying to Song Mingzhe's message, Gao Yue's message popped up again.

Gao Yue: Team leader, I heard that you have been discharged from the hospital. Tomorrow is just the weekend. Shall we go shopping? We agreed to go shopping for gifts together. Don’t do me any favors/(tot)/~~

It was only then that Ling Zhaozhao remembered that she had indeed asked Gao Yue to buy gifts before, but at the time she was in a hurry to stay in the hospital, so the matter was shelved.

Now that she's out of the hospital, she can't keep her appointment.

She said hello and gave me her address by the way.

Thinking of choosing a gift for Song Mingzhe, her head inevitably grew bigger.

Who can tell her what kind of gift this kind of cold and desireless man would like?