The president's pet daughter

Ling Zhaozhao also didn't know if it was her actions that made He Shenghua quit. She has never been harassed by He Shenghua in the past few days.

As usual, she went to and from get off work step by step to catch fish, and after returning home, she read novels and followed dramas. On the surface, she was very fulfilled, but she still felt empty in her heart.

Song Mingzhe is very busy on weekdays, and there is a time difference with her, even if they are chatting, they can't talk a few words a day.

"... Zhao Zhao, Zhao Zhao!"

Ling Zhaozhao was sitting on the sofa, watching TV with his chin propped up, but his eyes were unfocused.

Looking at her dull look, Ling Yan couldn't help but patted her on the shoulder.

Ling Zhaozhao came back to his senses and couldn't help but let out an ah.

"what happened?"

"It's time to eat, I've called you many times as if I didn't hear you."

Ling Yan shrugged helplessly.

"You girl, why are you so out of your mind recently?"

Yunmei set the table and chopsticks, and said a little angrily.

"Mom, I suspect that Zhao Zhao may be sick."

Ling Yan sat at the dining table, looked at the sumptuous dinner in front of him, and couldn't help but twitch his index finger.

The second elder brother Ling Yuan has moved to a new house not long ago, and now he and Ling Zhaozhao are the only ones in this family who are still eating.

"What nonsense, your sister is alive and kicking, how could she be sick."

Ling Shiyi, who was sitting by the side, snorted coldly, and tapped Ling Yan's hand with his chopsticks, as if blaming him for talking nonsense.

Ling Shiyi looked at Ling Zhaozhao, looked at her with blank eyes, and she didn't pick up any food, but only picked the rice in the bowl, and was silent for a moment.

"... Wife, otherwise let Ling Zhi find an expert for Zhao Zhao to have a look."

He was really afraid that his bright and lively daughter would turn into a fool.

Ling Yan rubbed the hand that was hurt by Ling Shiyi, and grinned.

"What kind of expert are you looking for? Zhao Zhao is lovesick. My brother-in-law has been on a business trip for too long, so you understand."

Ling Zhaozhao had just returned to the real world from his thoughts when he heard Ling Yan's words.

"I don't have any lovesickness...don't talk nonsense."

Ling Zhaozhao lowered his head in embarrassment, and his voice inevitably dropped a few degrees.

In fact, she also felt that something was wrong with herself during this time.

When she was walking, she would think about whether Song Mingzhe had a good meal, when she was working, she would think about whether Song Mingzhe would be too tired, and even when she was reading novels and watching dramas, she would think about Song Mingzhe.

Even though he had only been on a business trip for a few days, his miss for him was more turbulent than ever.

Her longing has been deafening.

"Anyway, you will be on vacation tomorrow to prepare for the New Year. If you really miss your brother-in-law, you can go to him."

Ling Yan devoured the food and said casually.

"It's not that exaggerated. He will be back in a few days."

Ling Zhaozhao glanced at Ling Yan and refuted his words.

Isn't it good for her to pass in such a reckless way?

And she seemed too unreserved.

Even though he thought so, Ling Yan's voice kept echoing in Ling Zhaozhao's mind until the evening.

The Samoyed that Song Mingzhe sent her lived in her room. It seemed to sense something wrong with its master's mood, so it jumped onto the bed and rubbed Ling Zhaozhao.

Ling Zhaozhao shunned its fur, and suddenly felt a little better.

Before she could think about it, a video call notification came from her mobile phone.

It belongs to Song Mingzhe.

Ling Zhaozhao pressed the answer button, and Song Mingzhe's handsome face appeared on the screen immediately.

He seemed to be still working, so he found something to support his phone on the table, allowing the camera to directly capture his upper body.

He was sitting in a large office chair, wearing a tight black shirt with a few buttons on his chest left open, revealing his fair skin.

"Hello, busy man."

Ling Zhaozhao waved his hand towards the screen and adjusted his posture, only showing his best half face.

Song Mingzhe glanced at the screen, a little helpless.

"Busy people don't want to see only half of their face."

He supported his side face with his hands, a smile appeared on his lips, and his Adam's apple rolled with his voice.

For some reason, Ling Zhaozhao felt that this scene was full of lust.

Tempting, really too tempting.

How can there be a man who can be so alluring with just any action.

Fortunately, this is her boyfriend, otherwise her sense of morality would be wiped out.

Alas, what a pity, why can't this button be undone a few more down.

She spurned the dirty thoughts in her head, swallowed, and readjusted her posture, completely revealing her entire face.

The Samoyed who has been snuggling by her side excitedly wagged his tail at Song Mingzhe on the screen.

Song Mingzhe raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect the dog to react so strongly.

"Why is it so excited?"

Ling Zhaozhao silently pressed the happy tail behind the puppy, thinking that the dog and its owner seem to have the same heart.

Embarrassedly, she wiped away the saliva that didn't exist around her mouth.

"Maybe I remembered something happy."

Song Mingzhe saw that Ling Zhaozhao suddenly became a little reserved, and chuckled lightly.

"Dogs follow their masters. Did you think of something?"

His understatement made Ling Zhaozhao blush directly.

No way, do you need to be so insightful?

How could she tell that her dog had the same color as her?

"When are you coming back?"

Ling Zhaozhao coughed lightly, and subconsciously changed the subject.

Hearing Ling Zhaozhao's question, Song Mingzhe subconsciously looked at the itinerary that Rong Yuan had just placed on the table.

"That's why I made a video call for you. I may have to postpone going back for a few days."

If there were no accidents, he should have returned home the day after tomorrow.

But now there are some extra things to deal with. Counting the days, he may not be able to return to China until the New Year's Eve.

When Ling Zhaozhao heard Song Mingzhe's words, the expression on his face drooped instantly.

The old swan actually wants a young girl like her to continue to suffer from lovesickness.

"Then pay attention to rest, work is important, but not as important as your body."

Ling Zhaozhao held back the sourness in his heart, and whispered.

Song Mingzhe hummed, as if feeling Ling Zhaozhao's depressed mood, his voice softened.

"Zhao Zhao, wait for me to go back and accompany you well."

He glanced at the time, the meeting was due in five minutes.

"I have something else to do, hang up first."

Song Mingzhe pursed his lips, waiting for Ling Zhaozhao to hang up the video.

Ling Zhaozhao knew that he was waiting for him to hang up the video, so he waved his hand to say goodbye to him, and then pressed the hang up button.

Ling Zhaozhao, who hung up the video, couldn't help but sighed while lying on the bed,

Who made her have a workaholic boyfriend who even made video calls.

The puppy didn't know what happened, it just kept wagging its tail at Ling Zhaozhao.

Ling Zhaozhao looked at Samoyed and sat up suddenly.