Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

"How could it be, it's just, it's just that you are so beautiful that I dare not recognize you." Xin Furong said, this is from the heart.

Ru Mengqi heard the words, her beautiful eyes turned, she seemed to be shy, her cheeks were slightly pink, she came over and took her arm actively, and coquettishly said: "Then I don't care, Sister Furong will still love me as before, Otherwise I will be very sad."

These words were a bit mischievous, but with indescribable intimacy, Xin Furong also laughed, and the complicated and sour mood just now also improved a lot.

She smiled and glanced at Ru Mengqi: "Nonsense." She lowered her head and swept the hands of the two of them, but she didn't see any luggage, so she asked, "Is there any luggage?"

"No." Ru Mengqi replied, holding her hand and walking out.

The two walked out together, and Xin Ziwen followed them with a smile from the beginning to the end. The three of them were all outstanding, walking together, attracted many passers-by to look sideways.

Ru Mengqi has been pulling Xin Furong from the airport to the parking lot, and seems to have endless words, either asking about Xin Furong's condition, or asking about the condition of the two elders of the Bai family, until she gets to the side of the car, she smiles He said: "It's all my fault that I was so excited when I saw Sister Furong, I even forgot my cousin, you must have a lot to talk about, then I will sit in the back and not disturb your conversation."

"Meng Qi, you've been abroad for the past few years, you've just practiced your words, look how sweet these words are." Xin Furong glanced at her again with a smile, but she didn't say anything to stop her kindness. Compared to Ru Mengqi, she I really miss my brother more.

The three of them got into the car, Xin Furong was still driving, Xin Ziwen was sitting in the passenger seat, Ru Mengqi was sitting in the back seat, holding a mobile phone in her hand as if she was sending a message to someone, as if she would not disturb their brothers and sisters talking about old times.

Xin Furong glanced at her from the rearview mirror, smiled silently, and then looked at Xin Ziwen beside her.

The siblings hadn't contacted each other for two or eight years, and now they met suddenly, and the relationship was still a bit distant after all. Xin Furong couldn't find a topic to talk to him for a while, and felt that if they said hello to each other, it seemed to be very strange, so she kept silent and didn't speak.

It was Xin Ziwen who spoke first, looking at her with gentle eyes, and asked her concerned: "I just graduated this year, have you started your internship now? Which company are you doing your internship?"

"Well, at Desheng Group." Xin Furong replied. She just graduated this year. Xin Xiaotian once asked her to work in his company, but she refused. Even more so, even though she knew that Yang Rong and Xin Xiaotian might not care, she still didn't go.

Desheng Group, the leading large company in China, Xin Ziwen listened and nodded.

Maybe this topic opened up, and the two brothers and sisters talked more naturally in the back. They talked one after another along the way until the car approached the gate of Bai's villa.

The two elders of the Bai family were already waiting anxiously at the door. Xin Furong stopped the car, intending to let them get out of the car first.

She glanced at it casually, saw the familiar nickname, and stopped the car directly, regardless of the fact that it was only ten meters away from the gate of Bai's house.

She eagerly picked up the phone and quickly connected the call, but her voice was unbelievably gentle: "Hey, what's wrong with Miaomiao?"