Airborne Adorable Baby: Daddy's Top Rank Manual

Lin Yanqiao sank into the soft sofa with his eyes slightly lowered, silently watching the client sitting across from him with his arms around a girl in a dainty dress, but his eyes lingered undisguisedly on himself.

"I didn't expect Manager Lin to be so young and beautiful. It's really like the waves of the Yangtze River pushing forward!" The customer shook the wine glass in his hand and watched Lin Yanqiao drink the liquid in the glass with satisfaction.

She is obviously a strong woman, but she has a seductive face, more like a seductress than a general manager.

Lin Yanqiao didn't say a word, just watched him silently, she didn't like to drink, the burning feeling from throat to stomach was not good.

"What's Miss Lin's plan for now?" The fat and fat customer like a potato came up unceremoniously, and put his hand on the back of her hand.

Lin Yanqiao grinned at him, and calmly lit a cigarette for himself.

The customer froze for a moment, then laughed even more wildly. When his fingers were climbing up his arms arrogantly, he was pressed down by the scarlet cigarette butts on the back of his hand, and the book that was close could smell the roasting smell of flesh.

"Mr. Zhang, you have constituted sexual harassment, and I can definitely sue you to jail." Lin Yanqiao sneered.

Under the surprised and angry eyes of the client, he calmly stomped out the cigarette butt on the ground, turned and left.

Lin Yanqiao looked at the time when she walked out of the hotel, it was almost ten o'clock, she walked down the steps a little wobbly.

She doesn't drink well, she almost pours just one glass, the client just now has bad intentions towards her, if she doesn't come out again, she might be swallowed alive.

As he was walking, Jiu Jin came to his head, and Lin Yanqiao sat on the stone in the green belt to rest for a while, then stood up and walked forward unsteadily.

But after sitting and resting for a few minutes, she unexpectedly dreamed of her ex-husband, Luo Zongjin!

What a nightmare!

Lin Yanqiao continued to walk forward unsteadily.

A black Mercedes-Benz in front caught her attention. Isn't that license plate number her ex-husband's car?
She is still in the dream?
"Even the car smells like a scumbag." Lin Yanqiao muttered, swaying, stepped forward and kicked the car door hard, "You haven't changed the car for five years, and you're still the president! Look at how poor you are!" strength!"

"Lin Yanqiao?" A familiar voice came from behind.

Lin Yanqiao turned around following the voice, still wearing a black suit, his temperament and image were not only exactly the same as in the dream just now, but also exactly the same as five years ago.

Sure enough, she was still dreaming!
But in her own dream, even this man who once terrified her had to obey her obediently.

"Take me home!" Lin Yanqiao leaned on the black Mercedes-Benz with a charming figure, pointing at Luo Zongjin like a queen, with a domineering face that Luo Zongjin had never seen in his memory.

He raised his eyebrows, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes while he was surprised.

In his impression, Lin Yanqiao had always been cautious.

But that's also normal, Lin Yanqiao was already considered high-profile when she married him as an illegitimate daughter.

But the one in front of her now is completely different from the one in her memory. When was she ever so enchanting and full of charm?
"Get in the car." He only spit out two words, his voice was as elegant and magnetic as a cello as always.

He would like to see what tricks this woman will play after she divorced him five years ago.

Lin Yanqiao opened the co-pilot's door and sat on it unceremoniously.

As soon as Luo Zong got into the car, he smelled alcohol on her body, "Are you drunk?"

"No." Lin Yanqiao replied, but his expression did not seem to be sober.

Luo Zongjin raised his eyebrows: "Want to hug?"

"You think it's beautiful? You can charge 1000 million for a hug." Lin Yanqiao snorted, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and ignored him.

Luo Zongjin chuckled, this woman has really changed. When they got married, Lin Yanqiao acted coquettishly and begged for hugs when he was drunk. He was completely different from his usual cautious appearance.

But now she is not clingy at all. Although she is very interesting, she always feels that something in her heart is half lost.

"You haven't replaced your car with a new one for five years. Is your family bankrupt?"

Luo Zongjin's face turned dark, and his smile disappeared immediately.

"What does this car smell like? It's killing me." The disgust in Lin Yanqiao's tone was obvious.

When he was married before, his car was often filled with all kinds of perfume smells, and she didn't dare to ask more, after all, the man in front of her was always indifferent and serious, and she didn't have the confidence to control her eyes. man.

Even if you want to take care of it, in what capacity?wife?
Lin Yanqiao himself thought it was ridiculous. I am afraid that no one except herself thought she was worthy of being Luo Zongjin's wife, even Luo Zongjin himself.

Her grievances and her silent sacrifices are like a joke in the end.

"You smell of alcohol." Luo Zongjin said in a bad tone.

Luo Zongjin resisted the urge to drive him out of the car and asked, "Where is your home?"

"My home is..." Before Lin Yanqiao could finish speaking, his phone rang, and a string of numbers appeared on the screen, "Hello...?"

"Mom, when are you going home?" The son asked childishly, "The blue fat man is used up, so I can't take a bath."

The fat blue man was made by Lin Yanqiao for his handmade soap. Lin Yanqiao's tone suddenly softened when he thought of his son looking for soap with his head drooping, and the corners of his eyes and brows were as gentle as water.

*"Honey, I'll go back right away, the new soap is in the second small cabinet." Lin Yanqiao comforted him softly.

This appearance and tone reminded Luo Zongjin of five years ago.

"Then come back quickly, I miss you."

"I miss you too." Lin Yanqiao's heart softened into a puddle of water.

Luo Zongjin didn't hear the voice from the microphone, but relying on Lin Yanqiao's answer, he could guess what kind of drama it was.

Couldn't help but sneered: "Are you still with that ex-boyfriend of yours? Is that soft rice boy still relying on you to support him?"