Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

She had never seen such a beautiful and handsome foreigner, especially his pair of emerald green eyes, like a piece of emerald green, which made people want to get it.

In an instant, she forgot the complaint just now, and started to fix her hair hypocritically.

Albert gently supported her, and after she stood still, he politely took half a step back.

This action of his won her heart even more.

"Are you OK?"

Albert's voice has a special voice, and the voice is very magnetic.

Song Shiyu blushed and shook her head when she heard the words.

Albert had a smile on his mouth and gentle eyes. When he looked at her, he always had a smile that flickered from far to near.

"That's good." Albert said, "That beautiful lady, we will meet later."

After finishing speaking, Albert was about to leave. Seeing this, Song Shiyu widened his eyes and hurried after him.

Taking his arm, Albert looked back in confusion.

Song Shiyu met his gaze, startled for a moment, scolded herself for being impudent, let go, and swallowed nervously.

"That, that, can you give me a contact information?"

Song Shiyu plucked up her courage and said to him with a blushing heart.

After saying these words, Song Shiyu felt that the expression on her face was red enough to bleed.

The atmosphere froze at this moment.

Song Shiyu's whole heart was suspended.

Until a chuckle came from her ear, she looked over abruptly, and saw that pair of emerald green eyes filled with a smile, which almost hit her heart.

"Of course, I will definitely not refuse Miss Beauty's request."

Albert blinked at her, disturbing Song Shiyu's heart. She vaguely felt that this man was her true son.

Song Shiyu handed over the phone, and Albert neatly entered his contact information, then put the phone in front of her, and said in a low voice, "Can I ask Miss Beautiful's name?"

Song Shiyu said a word, but almost didn't realize it.

When she reacted, she quickly replied: "My name is Song Shiyu! The poem of ancient poetry, the rain that rains."

Albert smiled slightly, "Okay, I remember, my name is Albert."

"Albert..." Song Shiyu murmured to herself, feeling very nervous and very satisfied with him, "I..."

Song Shiyu was about to speak when she was interrupted by Albert.

"Miss Song, take a step first, I have something to do, sorry."

"Ah, good, good."

Song Shiyu nodded, watching him turn and leave, she bumped wildly.

When Albert turned around, the smile on his face gradually disappeared. He glanced at the person behind him from the corner of his eye, his green eyes half-closed, and his thin lips said a word coldly.

"madness."

Albert got into the car, squeezed his chin, his eyes were deep.

The driver in front turned his head and asked, "President, are you going home now?"

Albert pondered for a while, his emerald green eyes looked up at him, the driver's back felt cold, he touched the steering wheel tremblingly, and turned his head.

Albert said in a deep voice, "Go to the company."

His main company is in country F, and he also has a branch in Linchuan, but the company in Linchuan has no sense of presence.He thought of that woman, and he knew from that woman's mouth that Song Qingzhu was not a good person. That woman had prejudice against Song Qingzhu and had opinions.

He touched his chin and suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.

The next morning Song Qingzhu went to work in the hospital. He heard a lot of rumors about her on the way. I heard that she did not come to work yesterday. I heard that she did not come to work because of a date. I heard that her date is a very powerful boss. It is said that the boss is the shareholder of this hospital, and I heard that the surname is Jiang...

Song Qingzhu couldn't help but feel speechless when he heard their preaching in a clear and orderly manner.

She actually had an affair with Brother Jiang?
Now that she has learned that Big Brother Jiang is really her brother, when she is faced with this kind of scandal, she always feels panicked in her heart.

"It's not Brother Jiang, please stop spreading the word."

In the corridor of the hospital, Song Qingzhu was standing at the door of her own department. There were two gossiping doctors outside the door. They came to ask, and they specifically mentioned Jiang Jingzhi's name.

That's why Song Qingzhu clarified helplessly.

One of the doctors asked, "Who is that? Tell me honestly, who is that powerful boss?"

The other looked at her with wide eyes, expecting her reply.

Women's gossip hearts are always so active.

Song Qingzhu supported his forehead, and when he was thinking about whether to reveal Rong Junchu's name, at the other end of the corridor, Jiang Jingzhi called out in a clear and loud voice: "Sister Qingzhu."

Seeing this, the two doctors looked at Song Qingzhu with "I knew it" in their eyes.

Song Qingzhu's face was full of confusion, it's all right now, he's completely settled down.

The two doctors were not light bulbs, so they slipped away quickly, with ambiguous smiles when they left.

Jiang Jingzhi looked at the rippling faces of the two of them with smiles, and his face was inexplicable.

But he didn't think of going to other places, and quickly came to Song Qingzhu.

"Sister Qingzhu, how is your work? Are you tired? Are you thirsty? Do you want to drink this bottle of fruit tea?"

As he spoke, Jiang Jingzhi raised a bottle of orange-packaged fruit tea in his hand, and looked at Song Qingzhu with a gentle smile, his eyes full of doting.

Song Qingzhu walked in and asked, "Why did you come here suddenly?"

I don't know why he is so free, every time he comes here during work.

Jiang Jingzhi walked in, put the fruit tea in his hand on the table, scratched his head, and said to her: "Ah, I'm just passing by, passing by."

Song Qingzhu glanced at Guocha, curled his lips, "Stop pretending, your acting skills are too clumsy."

"Hey, is it really that bad?" Jiang Jingzhi asked back.

"Ah."

Song Qingzhu replied seriously, she was really thirsty, she picked up the fruit tea and took a sip, then said, "Tell me, what do you want to ask? I will tell you everything I know."

He came here just to ask about yesterday, and she roughly guessed it.

Jiang Jingzhi blinked, pursed his lips slightly, seeing her satisfied feeling after drinking the fruit tea, he was satisfied in his heart.

"Ah, I don't ask, what am I asking?" Jiang Jingzhi asked in confusion, suddenly he seemed to think of something, touched his head, and said, "Yes, there is one thing, Dad asked when you will go home for dinner Meal? Our family has never eaten at home. "

"Hey, we weren't in the restaurant last time..."

Jiang Jingzhi immediately replied, "A restaurant is a restaurant, and a home is a home. How can it be the same?"

Song Qingzhu was confused, isn't it the same?

"What Dad means is, do you have time this weekend?"

"Have."

Song Qingzhu paused for a moment, and finally said, "Aren't you going to ask me about Master Jiu?"

Jiang Jingzhi's face stiffened for a moment, and then he returned to normal, "Yes, what's going on with you and Junchu?"