Dressed as the boss's palm pet

"No, everything is fine." Lu Bai glanced sideways at the little woman beside him, with that cautious look, he felt inexplicably wanting to pity her.

What's more, Song Mengsheng did nothing wrong, and he didn't want to vent his negative emotions on innocent people.

"Then you have to try your best to be happy, otherwise I'll be worried." Song Mengsheng knew that Lu Baishen didn't like talking too much, so after finishing speaking, he looked out the window at the constantly receding scenery.

On the contrary, when Lu Boshen was waiting for the signal light, he couldn't help but look at Song Mengsheng a few more times, and even began to re-examine his attitude towards her.

It seems that when this little woman is serious, she looks very different.

A little personality, but also very unique.

Song Mengsheng didn't know that a different change had begun to take place in Lu Baishen's eyes. After returning home, he went to warm up two cups of milk and sent them to Lu Baishen's bedroom.

After that, the live broadcast started as usual.

Each issue basically formulates different themes according to their own ideas.

It just so happened that Peng Ran, who was persuaded by Song Mengsheng to retire and take a long vacation at home, also entered the live broadcast room.

Seeing the popularity of Song Mengsheng's fans in the live broadcast room, the jealous whole person also registered a live broadcast account on the spot.

It also says SunGoddess jewelry design studio designer on the information.

However, I found that I didn't have a fan base and couldn't do live broadcast at all, so I thought about buying some zombie fans through a certain platform.

But he couldn't swallow the breath of being compared, and planned to fight for something for himself.

……

The next day, Peng Ran appeared at the door of SunGoddess studio.

Just as he was about to walk in, he heard the conversation between Xia Qiqi and other employees.

"Did you watch Song Mengsheng's live broadcast yesterday?"

"After looking at it, it seems that the number of fans has increased a lot. Many people still expect to see Young Master Lu from there."

Xia Qiqi slapped her cheeks with her hands speechlessly: "That's too much thinking. Our family's Mengsheng is relying on strength to live broadcast, not relying on other people's appearance."

"That's right. But Mr. Song basically gave us a lazy and cold look in the company, but in the live broadcast room, I saw her sometimes wearing a bow tie, sometimes lazily nestling in the On the sofa, it feels very different."

Some employees stepped forward and expressed their views.

Xia Qiqi nodded decently, and at the same time swiped her face and clocked in to go to work: "You are all deceived by her work status, she is a workaholic now, but she is actually very close in private, making people feel very comfortable."

Peng Ran heard that everyone started to praise Song Mengsheng, and walked forward with a cold snort: "Is there something wrong with your eyes? She has always been very proud."

"That's what you thought." Xia Qiqi retorted unceremoniously, but when she realized that the annoying person had returned, she frowned reluctantly.

Peng Ran looked at himself who was always popular, but was treated indifferently, and became even more jealous of Song Mengsheng in his heart: "Maybe you feel it yourself."

"I think you've been overwhelmed and want to harm our family's Mengsheng." Xia Qiqi folded her arms, squinted at Peng Ran disdainfully, turned and left coldly.

Peng Ran also rolled his eyes speechlessly, and then saw Song Mengsheng who was parking in the open-air parking lot, and hurried over.

"Cousin, you are here! I haven't seen you for a few days, and I don't know how much I miss you!"

Song Mengsheng was also a little surprised when he saw the person coming. Thinking, he was another person who calculated himself everywhere, and greeted him with a smile on his face: "It's my cousin! It's been a long time!"

Peng Ran handed the lipstick to Song Mengsheng's hand: "Cousin, I brought you a gift this time! Do you like this lipstick? I'll give it to you!"

Song Mengsheng opened it and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief: "Death Barbie fan?"

Do you want to give this tmd to yourself, or do you want to see yourself embarrassed?
Peng Ran took Song Mengsheng's arm with a smile: "Don't my cousin like to exaggerate? I just want to see if you can hold this color number. If you can hold it, there should be more fans in the live broadcast in the future." come on!"

"I really didn't expect you to buy this color number for me. To be honest, I don't like it very much. You should keep it for yourself." Song Mengsheng put the lipstick back into Peng Ran's hands calmly.

Peng Ran still stuffed the lipstick back into Song Mengsheng's hand: "How can this be done? I gave it to you!"

"You should return the product." Song Mengsheng locked the car, turned around and walked towards the studio.

Peng Ran followed Song Mengsheng, her tone sullen: "What's wrong with my cousin? She's been very indifferent to me recently! This lipstick can't be refunded at all, it was given to me by someone else."

Song Mengsheng continued to walk forward, but his face sank slightly, as if carrying an invisible fierce aura.

As expected, it was given to her by someone else, and she doesn't like to come to see herself off.

What about the face?

Song Mengsheng stopped in his tracks, looked at the people behind him fiercely and didn't say a word.

Peng Ran moved her lips slightly, but found that she seemed to be overwhelmed by Song Mengsheng's powerful aura. She didn't know how to explain it: "I...I was thinking about my cousin first..."

"Oh, I know. Aren't you always thinking of me? Well, I'm going to work, so be careful when you go shopping." Song Mengsheng smiled meaningfully at Peng Ran.

Peng Ran always felt that Song Mengsheng had seen all her thoughts thoroughly, but seeing Song Mengsheng telling herself to be careful, she thought optimistically that Song Mengsheng should not be suspicious.

"That cousin... You see, I have almost had a rest these two days. Can you let me go to work? My clients should be very anxious."

Song Mengsheng supported the bag with one hand, and walked quickly: "You should have a good rest, and don't worry about work. The colleagues who were in touch with you before have helped you complete the current progress."

"But... I also want to design more jewelry works, and I want to be as good as you." Peng Ran flattered Song Mengsheng as much as he could, and also walked quickly.

Song Mengsheng didn't give any face, and closed the door after entering the studio: "The company's announcement has been sent out, aren't you thinking about my cousin? If you come back now, my cousin will be very embarrassed. If everyone thinks it is I'm going back on my word and won't let you take a vacation? Do you think so?"

"This..." Peng Ran watched helplessly as he was locked out of the door.

Did she fool Song Mengsheng, Peng Ran was at a loss, so she turned around and called her mother.

On the phone, Shen Ningyi could only feel her breath being held in her chest, which made her feel uncomfortable even if she was panting.

"My baby girl, don't worry, just wait for me to find a solution! I will definitely let you go back to Sun Goddess to go to work as soon as possible! Hmph, when you develop well in the future, no matter how Sun Goddess keeps you, you don't have to give them face!"

……

Before getting off work, Song Mengsheng received a call from Song's mother.

"Mengsheng, you should go home after get off work. Mom wants to talk to you about something."

A bad premonition flashed across Song Mengsheng's heart, and he frowned tightly: "Mom, what are you going to say?"

"What about Xiaoran, I heard that you forced her to take a long vacation and not let her go to work? I want to wait for you to come back and ask what's going on with you." Mother Song glanced at the person beside her as she spoke. Sister Shen Ningyi.

Song Mengsheng's face darkened: "Mom, don't worry about this matter, I will tell you the ins and outs when I have time."

Shen Ningyi saw that Song Mengsheng was going to refuse, immediately covered her face with her hands, pretended to believe and burst into tears: "Sister, you must let her come back! Otherwise, what will our family rely on for food in the future? We all depend on Xiaoran!"

Mother Song's heart softened, and her tone was a little tough: "Your aunt is here too, you should come back first."

Song Mengsheng thought for a while: "I'm very busy with work recently, so I won't go home. If it's convenient for you, you can go to the shopping mall on the pedestrian street and find a restaurant to have dinner together. I invite you."

"That's fine." Mother Song agreed with a nod.

The most expensive seafood buffet in the mall.

Song mother Shen Suyi, aunt Shen Ningyi, and Song Mengsheng.

In fact, Peng Ran also wanted to come over, but Shen Ningyi felt that Song Mengsheng and Peng Ran were not quite right recently, so she asked her to stay at home and wait for news.

Holding a juice glass, Shen Ningyi respected Song's mother and Song Mengsheng: "It's all thanks to my niece, otherwise I wouldn't have the money to eat such a luxurious seafood buffet! There are hundreds of them, one is almost a thousand !"

Song Mengsheng also paid back to the other party, with a smile: "It doesn't cost money to invite mother and aunt to dinner! If you like it, you can come again in the future!"

But he sneered contemptuously in his heart. The first thing he did when he entered the mall was to look at the most expensive shop. Who knows if you really want to eat it?

Shen Ningyi smiled happily, and then put the processed crabs on Song Mengsheng's plate.

"That little aunt came to you, and she also wanted to tell you to let your cousin go back to work. She stays at home every day, doesn't sleep at night, and wakes up in the morning. I'm also very worried about her physical condition."

"Auntie, as a cousin, let me tell you from the bottom of my heart, I take good care of Xiaoran. It's not that I don't want her to go to work. She doesn't care about work now. I think she might be tired from work. That's what put her to rest."

Song Mengsheng retorted calmly.

Song's mother was kind-hearted, and immediately looked over worriedly: "Is the task in the studio very heavy?"

Song Mengsheng shook his head lightly, thought about it, and then nodded heavily: "Well, those who can do more work, but Xiaoran may not like our studio very much now, and he doesn't have much enthusiasm for work. For her sake!"

Anyway, you usually use these words to insult Yuan.

As for her, she also sent it back intact, let's see how you respond to it.

Sure enough, the upright Shen Ningyi also softened her tone a little: "It's true that she hasn't had a good rest recently, and it's all because of not being good enough at work and getting angry, but we can't give up on her, don't you think? Sister! "

Knowing Song Mengsheng's firm attitude, he immediately started playing emotional cards with his sister.

This hand is really beautiful.

Song Mengsheng sneered in her heart, secretly praying that Song's mother would not take up the quarrel, so that she would be able to handle the following things easily.