Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Song Mengsheng put on her slippers and hurried to the bathroom to wash her hands.

Looking at his unkempt appearance in the mirror, he suddenly realized something.

Does he seem to be pestering Lu Boshen?

Forgot what exactly.

"Could it be the ointment that Lu Boshen applied to me?"

Song Mengsheng quickly put on a light makeup, changed his clothes, and knocked on the door of the opposite bedroom.

It happened that Lu Boshen was wearing a silver-gray suit, opened the door with one hand, and walked out handsomely: "What's the matter?"

Especially the slightly hooked lips when speaking, with a touch of coolness, cold and handsome.

Song Mengsheng looked straight at the man in front of him, and his tone was full of expectation: "Well... you picked me up last night, right? Also... did you apply the ointment on my feet?"

Lu Boshen adjusted the cuffs trimmed with gold silk indifferently, and denied in a lukewarm tone: "I greeted you last night, but I don't know about the application of medicine."

Song Mengsheng choked obviously: "It's not you? Then it might be some servant..."

She lowered her head in disappointment, her slender and curly eyelashes trembling slightly, and turned to leave.

Lu Boshen didn't say anything, and walked directly into the underground parking lot with dignified and elegant steps.

Because of the meeting, I didn't even have time to eat breakfast.

After Song Mengsheng heard about it, he quickly took a sandwich and milk, and waited at the exit of the villa parking lot.

Seeing Lu Boshen's car come out, with a slight smile on his face, he waved vigorously: "Hi dear! I'll bring you breakfast!"

Lu Baishen's car suddenly stopped in front of Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng watched Lu Boshen roll down the car window, threw the breakfast into the car without saying a word, turned around and left: "You must have breakfast! Don't refuse! Don't forget!"

Lu Bai looked at Song Mengsheng's back quietly, glanced at the breakfast with indifferent eyes, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.

Song Mengsheng looked back in satisfaction, and stretched his waist towards the blue sky: "This little day looks pretty good today!"

Walking back to the restaurant of the villa, Song Keke had already gotten up to eat.

It happened to be Song Keke's first week in kindergarten.

Song Mengsheng sat beside Song Keke, taking care of her meals carefully: "I asked the housekeeper, the kindergarten arranged for you is a private kindergarten, and the environmental conditions are very good. As for you, you should be obedient inside."

Song Keke swallowed what was in her mouth, and nodded obediently: "Okay, Mother Song."

"Good boy, I'll take you to kindergarten today." Song Mengsheng reached out and patted Song Keke's head.

Song Keke smiled cutely at Song Mengsheng, his lips moved, but he still didn't say anything in the end.

She just heard that Lu's father denied taking care of Song's mother, and she couldn't understand why Lu's father did this.

But she clearly remembered that the housekeeper had clearly instructed that no matter what happened in this villa, don't talk nonsense.

She was worried that if she didn't speak well, it would cause Papa Lu and Mama Song to quarrel, so she had to endure it.

Song Mengsheng looked at Song Keke's hesitant appearance, thinking she was nervous, and smiled patiently: "Don't worry, kindergarten is very fun, and it will help you develop a cheerful and optimistic personality."

Song Keke smiled slightly, but did not speak.

After breakfast, Song Mengsheng personally drove Song Keke to the kindergarten.

Thinking that it is a private school after all, most of the parents are in good condition, and worried that Song Keke would feel inferior because of being an orphan before, Song Mengsheng even drove Lu Baishen's limited edition Lamborghini on purpose.

When the car stopped at the entrance of the kindergarten, as expected, it caused quite a commotion.

"My God, we only have one car in this city! I heard it belongs to the Lu family..."

"Isn't it? There should be no children in the Lu family who are in kindergarten..."

"Who could it be? Could it be a new car bought by some big guy?"

"With this price, it's better to buy a Maybach..."

In the Lamborghini car, Song Mengsheng unbuckled Song Keke's seat belt, helped him pick up his schoolbag, and opened the door: "Lunch should be delicious, you know? Don't be picky eaters. Mom has some things to do this afternoon, and the driver will pick you up , I will bring you a small gift back."

Song Keke obediently got out of the car, and while carrying her schoolbag, she looked at the school environment excitedly: "Okay, Mother Song, I will wait for you at home, please drive carefully."

Song Mengsheng nodded with a smile, squatted down, and helped Song Keke tidy up his collar with both hands: "Don't worry, I really didn't expect that I will send my child to kindergarten at such a young age. It feels quite fresh."

The two looked at each other and smiled, the scene was very warm.

However, someone next to them immediately started pointing at their mother and daughter.

"Isn't this Song Mengsheng? When did you have a daughter?"

"Where is this going? It's not Song Mengsheng's biological daughter at all! Didn't you read the news? Back then, Song Mengsheng wanted to be a public welfare caring person, and when he adopted this child, he threw it aside! Let the child run away hungry I became a monk, but got lost in the end! In the end, I contacted Young Master Lu first!"

"Oh my god, now that the child is in Song Mengsheng's hands, can he survive?"

"I feel very tight... Look at this kid, he's skinny and skinny!"

"Scum girl's daughter! My precious son, stay away from her!"

Song Mengsheng took Song Keke's hand and listened quietly.

Originally, he thought about bearing it and forgetting about it, but the last sentence really succeeded in angering Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng looked over immediately with cold eyes: "What are you talking about? Try saying it again if you have the guts!"

After all, the other party is also the wife of someone's boss, and she immediately sarcastically said: "What's wrong with saying you are a scumbag? You cuckold Young Master Lu all the time! Maybe your child was born with some wild man!"

Song Mengsheng kept this decent smile on his face: "You say it as if you know me well? Do you have evidence? If there is no evidence, I can sue you for defamation!"

"Is there any evidence for this? Your scandals are flying all over the sky! You still want to clean yourself up by cleaning the net!" The arrogant woman pulled her son behind her, keeping a distance in disgust.

Song Mengsheng narrowed her beautiful eyes dangerously, approached condescendingly, and said in a cold voice, "You can say whatever you want about me, but children are innocent. I hope you can set an excellent example in front of them. Don't say Make irresponsible remarks."

The proud girl covered her mouth and smiled exaggeratedly: "Hey, you are not thin-skinned? Are you overwhelmed by what we call shame?"

"It's you who should be ashamed and gossip about others in front of your children." Song Mengsheng was too lazy to talk nonsense, looked down at Song Keke, smiled and prepared to send her into the classroom.

However, the proud girl took her precious son and walked behind the two of them, continuing to sneer: "It's really shameless to send the wild child to the kindergarten."

Song Mengsheng stopped abruptly, and when she turned around, her moist red lips evoked a chilling sneer: "Since you insist on playing, why don't I play with you?"

The proud girl was stunned.

Song Mengsheng tightened Song Keke's hand, and continued to walk forward, her voice raised a little bit, full of obvious warnings: "It doesn't matter if you don't welcome my Keke, I just ask the principal to fire you, so as not to waste money They don't like each other's eyes."

She pretended to take out her mobile phone and pressed the number of the housekeeper.

These words were so domineering that Song Keke secretly looked up at Song Mengsheng.

Sure enough, the proud girl's face changed, and her tone was a little nervous: "Fire us? What a joke! Don't even look at who we are!"

Song Mengsheng originally wanted to teach some lessons, but thinking that Song Keke would make friends in the kindergarten in the future, he quietly clenched his other hand by his side, and continued to say calmly: "I don't know who you are , but if you dare to scold my children again, you will be sealed! By the way, I remind you that this school is under the Lu Group."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left coldly.

The two entered the classroom, and Song Keke habitually found a seat in the corner of the last row to sit down.

Song Mengsheng always felt that this had something to do with Song Keke's introverted personality, so he directly arranged her in the first row by the window: "Actually, it's not bad here, there are few people and it's quiet."

Of course Song Keke didn't dare to have any opinions, so she sat down obediently.

Song Mengsheng hugged Song Keke, whispered a few words, then turned and left: "Don't worry about what happened just now, and enjoy your childhood. Mom will do a better job in the future, and let those who look down on you Our people were slapped in the face."

"Then mother Song, you have to cheer!" Song Keke sensiblely made a cheering gesture to Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng smiled warmly, made a heart gesture to her, and left with her bag.

But what she didn't know was that as soon as she left, Song Keke was collectively isolated behind.

Everyone felt that Song Keke was bullying others, that Song Mengsheng's character was corrupt, and no one wanted to play with Song Keke.

On this day, Song Keke was in an extremely depressed mood, but she didn't plan to tell her family what happened in the kindergarten.

……

In the SunGoddess studio, Song Mengsheng acted like a workaholic as soon as he entered the office. First, he led an urgent meeting with the outstanding employees selected by the HR administration.

Arranged the jewelry design plan of Lu's Group, and prepared to carry out more detailed design and modification.

Later in the afternoon, according to the itinerary, she would go to the local jewelry exhibition with Xia Qiqi, other design directors, deputy directors and others.

It's just that she never expected that at this jewelry exhibition, she saw a——

People who thought they would not come to the exhibition.

The moment Song Mengsheng saw that man, he was really stunned!
"It turned out to be him. Has the sun come out from the west?"

Song Mengsheng discovered that when Lu Baishen attended the jewelry exhibition, he happened to be in the guest seat of vvIp.

A circle of waiters and jewelry appraisers displayed precious and beautiful jewelry works in front of him...

"This is one class above my VIP seat."

Song Mengsheng blinked without confidence, looked at the noble man who looked like a high-ranking king, and murmured to his girlfriend beside him: "The rich are really self-willed."

Xia Qiqi also saw Lu Baishen, and frowned tightly: "No way, what is Young Master Lu doing to participate in this kind of jewelry exhibition?"

"Yeah, I'm wondering too. Lu's Group has countless industries, and jewelry is not the primary industry to develop." When Song Mengsheng was speaking, he just saw a super-large red coral ornament brought up by the jewelry appraiser.

Lu Baishen's handsome face was tense, his thin lips were lightly pursed, and he shook his head lightly.

 Jewelry appraisers immediately took people away.

Song Mengsheng was curious about what kind of jewelry work Lu Boshen wanted, and after talking to Xia Qiqi twice, he pretended to pass by Lu Boshen and listened to their conversation.