The president's pet daughter

"Then I won't explain that person and those so-called love letters?"

Ling Zhaozhao leaned against the back of the chair, with a nasty smile on the corner of his mouth.

Song Mingzhe was silent for a minute, then made a sharp turn to the right and stopped on a secluded path.

"You'd better explain."

He glanced at Ling Zhaozhao, and there was a strong warning in his eyes.

How could it be possible to say that he was neither angry nor jealous.

After all, Ling Zhaozhao never mentioned this character, and even sent love letters to others.

Obviously, he himself has never received Ling Zhaozhao's love letter.

But the reason why he didn't explode on the spot was because he wanted Ling Zhaozhao to explain the matter himself.

He didn't care what other people said, what he wanted was for Ling Zhaozhao to speak up.

He only listened to what Ling Zhaozhao said.

Hearing Song Mingzhe's warning words, Ling Zhaozhao showed a triumphant smile, then cleared his throat, and told everything about her secret love for Li Musi before.

"...So after I found out that he was a duplicity person, I decisively ended this crush, and then I realized that it wasn't what I liked at all."

"It's just that when I was alone and helpless, he happened to help me. I mistaken gratitude for liking."

"So I didn't mention this person in front of you, because I think he is not important in my chapter of life."

"As for those love letters, don't listen to his nonsense, he just threw them away, where will they be kept?"

When Ling Zhaozhao said these things, his tone was calm, as if it wasn't her business.

When Song Mingzhe heard that she was excluded because of her figure, her hands on the steering wheel couldn't help but tighten.

He felt extremely angry just hearing those vicious words, let alone the person involved.

Song Mingzhe looked at Ling Zhaozhao who was smiling brightly, and a hint of distress flashed in his eyes.

Ling Zhaozhao saw that he had explained the matter so clearly, but Song Mingzhe's expression didn't seem to improve yet, so he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

"Are you still angry about this?"

She's almost finished explaining the old story.

"No."

Song Mingzhe replied.

He really wasn't angry anymore because of this matter, but he was a little angry that Li Musi treated her like this.

He was so angry that he wanted to turn the car around and rush back to beat up Li Musi to vent his anger.

But thanks to Li Musi's ignorance of good and evil, otherwise he would not have met Ling Zhaozhao.

Thinking of this, Song Mingzhe couldn't help but relax the tense expression on his face.

"So the love letter is real?"

Song Mingzhe grasped another important point, looked into Ling Zhaozhao's eyes, and asked word by word.

This sentence was so sour that the sour Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"I'll write to you in the future, one hundred, one thousand, until you don't want to read it."

She hugged Song Mingzhe's arm and said coquettishly.

I have to say that Song Mingzhe's jealous look is really cute.

"Best."

Song Mingzhe snorted coldly, reluctantly accepting Ling Zhaozhao's favor.

Now that the conversation has come to this point, Ling Zhaozhao suddenly remembered that he still had photos from his high school days in his mobile phone.

She turned on her phone and searched for a long time before she found the immature and young photos at that time.

Ling Yan pestered her to take this photo, and only Ling Yan thought she was pretty at that time.

Song Mingzhe looked at the photos on Ling Zhaozhao's phone screen and pondered for a while.

"Isn't it ugly?"

Ling Zhaozhao sighed, looking at his fleshy self in the photo, he still missed his youthfulness back then.

Although my high school life was not very happy, the carefree days at that time are still quite memorable.

This was something she didn't want to mention, but now it was nakedly placed in front of Song Mingzhe.

Her past, and even the present, were presented in front of him without reservation.

Song Mingzhe looked at the photo carefully, and slowly looked away, evaluating seriously.

"It's their bad eyesight."

"It's already pretty good."

Ling Zhaozhao in the photo is indeed not too fat, and she is a bit sensual, unexpectedly cute.

After all, the foundation is here, no matter how it is, it will not be ugly.

Now Song Mingzhe couldn't help being even more angry with Li Musi.

Why did Li Musi hurt such a good Ling Zhaozhao?

"Don't make me happy, it's okay to be honest, and I won't be angry."

Ling Zhaozhao put away his phone and smiled lightly.

In fact, it would be fine for Song Mingzhe to say that she was not good-looking at that time, but now she has begun to accept herself in different periods.

No matter what, she will love herself in different periods.

"Zhao Zhao, I'm not coaxing you."

Song Mingzhe glanced at her and said seriously.

"I like you only because you are Ling Zhaozhao. I like you no matter how tall, short, fat or thin you are."

He seldom talks about love, and even only after drinking alcohol will he say some nasty things.

Not to mention the words I like you.

This was the rare time Ling Zhaozhao heard such touching love words from him.

Her heart was hot, and so were her eye sockets.

Because she suddenly felt the fiery love belonging to Song Mingzhe.

The kind of strong love that seldom expresses but wraps her tightly.

Probably when his emotions reached their peak, Ling Zhaozhao suddenly wanted to kiss him.

In fact she did.

Song Mingzhe didn't seem to expect that Ling Zhaozhao would take the initiative to kiss him on the cheek, and his fingertips paused on the steering wheel.

Fortunately, he thought, the car was parked.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to hold the steering wheel steady.

But his face was still calm, as if he was not shaken by this kiss at all.

"What are you thinking about?"

It was only after Ling Zhaozhao finished kissing that he realized that he seemed to be taking too much initiative, and the temperature on his cheeks couldn't help but rise.

She coughed and wanted to change the subject.

"Thinking……"

Song Mingzhe slowly hooked his lips, his eyes were wicked and playful.

He rarely showed such a side in front of outsiders, but in front of Ling Zhaozhao, he could show all his emotions as he wanted.

"Will Zhao Zhao kiss me again?"

His voice was deep and slow, with a hint of bewitchment.

And it's best if it's not just kisses on the face.

"Think beautifully."

Listening to Song Mingzhe's indecent words, Ling Zhaozhao spat lightly.

She still doesn't know what's going on in Song Mingzhe's mind. If she knew, she would probably be too ashamed to speak.

When Song Mingzhe heard Ling Zhaozhao's coquettish words, the smile on his lips gradually enlarged.

But thinking of Li Musi, the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little cold.

Although Ling Zhaozhao said that these things are in the past tense, there is no need to entangle this kind of person any longer.

But he still felt that it was necessary to hand over this matter to Rong Yuan.

Moreover, it is best not to spread such unlucky things to Ling Zhaozhao's ears.

Otherwise it will dirty his wife's ears.