The president's pet daughter

Ling Zhaozhao came to the door of a building according to the address given by Song Mingzhe.

Fortunately, it's not far from the hotel. She didn't take a taxi, but walked here.

At this time, the rain was getting heavier, and she hid herself in a thick coat and stood in a corner sheltered from the wind and waited.

When Song Mingzhe came out, he immediately saw Ling Zhaozhao standing in the corner.

"Mr. Song, the rain looks heavy, or I'll take you back?"

The partner's female secretary stood beside Song Mingzhe, still asking persistently.

As for men, so what if they have girlfriends, most of them are secretly having fun outside.

"Thank you, but my girlfriend is here to pick you up."

Song Mingzhe didn't even give her a look, his tone was indifferent and alienated.

The female secretary followed Song Mingzhe's eyes and found the pink figure standing in the corner.

"Then I won't bother you and your girlfriend, Mr. Song."

The female secretary almost gritted her teeth.

Song Mingzhe's lips curled up, and he walked over tall and graceful.

Ling Zhaozhao was playing with the buttons of the umbrella in every possible way.

She didn't eat breakfast in the morning and didn't sleep well. Now she is cold, sleepy and hungry.

"Hmph, you made me wait so long."

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help muttering.

"I am coming."

As soon as Song Mingzhe walked to her side, he heard her complaining words, and said helplessly.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't expect Song Mingzhe to walk behind her quietly, and fortunately, he overheard her complaints.

She was wearing a big hat, and her small face was hidden in the fluffy fur collar. She was extraordinarily white and translucent. She just looked at him with a pair of almond eyes, as cute as a little fox.

"Is it cold?"

Song Mingzhe took the dripping umbrella from her hand like a stream of kindness, and tucked up the raised corners for her.

He just touched her fingertips, it was a little cold, and he didn't know if it was frozen.

"It's okay, I'm just a little hungry."

Ling Zhaozhao's tone was soft. She remembered that Song Mingzhe called Yunmei and Ling Shiyi on purpose, and even threw the pot on her head, so she couldn't help being a little angry.

"How did you bring my parents here in my name?"

"The umbrella is a bit small, you'd better stand closer."

Song Mingzhe didn't answer her question, but just quietly put her hands in his pockets to warm them.

The reason why he did so naturally has his reasons.

Song Mingzhe opened the umbrella and walked into the rain with Ling Zhaozhao.

"Didn't you see the breakfast on the table today?"

Song Mingzhe tilted his umbrella to Ling Zhaozhao's side, and looked sideways at her.

He deliberately put Ling Zhaozhao's favorite breakfast on the table, but did she not see it?

Ling Zhaozhao hadn't noticed that he was pulling the umbrella towards him, so he couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard that he had left breakfast for him.

My heart couldn't help but set off the slightest waves.

Sometimes this man is so careful that she can't help but move her heart.

"I didn't pay attention to it. It's not because of you that you rushed to pick up my parents, so I didn't see it in such a hurry."

Ling Zhaozhao rubbed his stomach aggrieved.

I don't know if it was Song Mingzhe's illusion, he vaguely felt that Ling Zhaozhao's petty remarks not only did not make him feel the slightest sign of Ling Zhaozhao's anger, but also made him feel that Ling Zhaozhao was acting like a baby.

"Can you tell me in advance next time? Wouldn't it be nice for everyone to be honest with each other?"

Ling Zhaozhao thought for a while, and added another sentence.

Although she also knew that Yunmei and Ling Shiyi were brought in to control Ling Yan, but she really didn't like Song Mingzhe's domineering behavior.

Anyway, they are also grasshoppers on a rope.

"Well, then I will tell you in advance next time."

Song Mingzhe replied without thinking.

Since she doesn't like this, then next time I can discuss it with her in advance.

Ling Zhaozhao just wanted to complain, but Song Mingzhe actually took her words seriously.

"Look at her boyfriend, he is handsome and responsive to his girlfriend, can you learn from him!"

They were accompanied by a couple who heard their conversation verbatim. The girl who was traveling with them cast envious eyes while reminding her boyfriend to learn from "someone else's boyfriend".

After hearing what they said, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but blushed slightly, and his steps slowed down.

They're not actually that kind of relationship...

But it is undeniable that she enjoyed the feeling of being misunderstood.

It would be great if it was true.

Song Mingzhe also heard what the couple said, the arc of his mouth enlarged unconsciously, and he slowed down, keeping pace with Ling Zhaozhao.

He actually doesn't like rainy days, because he doesn't like the gloomy weather and the humid air.

So on rainy days, he was mostly in the car, and even if he had to walk, he walked quickly.

Walking quietly in the rain with people has never been like this.

Holding an umbrella, he looked down at Ling Zhaozhao beside him, pursed his lips, but still didn't say anything.

With her by my side, it seems that rainy days have become less annoying.

Before they knew it, they walked to the door of the hotel.

"Zhao Zhao, brother-in-law, I also said that the two of you have been away for so long, did you secretly go on a date?"

Standing at the door, Ling Yan saw them, and waved happily, not forgetting to wink at Ling Zhaozhao.

He didn't want to stand at this cold door as a doorman, but his mother's fate was inevitable, so he had to stand here to pick them up.

It would be fine if he waited for Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe alone, but Yun Qianqian had to come and wait with him, which made him feel uncomfortable for a long time.

Ling Zhaozhao received Ling Yan's signal, and when he saw Yun Qianqian beside him, he couldn't help laughing.

Song Mingzhe also saw Yun Qianqian beside Ling Yan, and was a little surprised, but he didn't show it.

"Brother-in-law, why is half of your shoulder wet?"

Seeing the large water stains on Song Mingzhe's shoulders, Ling Yan couldn't help asking.

Song Mingzhe put the umbrella away calmly, avoiding Ling Zhaozhao when putting it away, lest the rain splash on her.

Ling Zhaozhao also heard the words and looked over, and couldn't help being a little shocked when he saw the large water stains on Song Mingzhe's shoulders.

Is it raining that much?

She saw herself still wet, as if she understood something, her eyes moved slightly.

"Zhao Zhao, you are too ignorant, why is this umbrella only for you?"

It's fine if Yun Qianqian doesn't open her mouth, but when she opens her mouth, there will be the familiar smell of burning fire.

"As long as Zhao Zhao doesn't get wet."

Song Mingzhe glanced at her indifferently, which was completely different from the gentle behavior just now.

"Yeah, people are happy with it, and I don't know what some pickles are sour."

Ling Yan secretly rolled her eyes in her heart, and replied in a timely manner.