The president's pet daughter

"You also think I should go to him, don't you?"

What Ling Yan said is right, Zuo Zuo will have her annual leave starting tomorrow, if she misses Song Mingzhe so much, why don't she go to him?

If we start from here now, it should still be night when we get there.

With wet eyes open, Samoyed couldn't understand Ling Zhaozhao's words at all, and just groaned a few times.

"Good dog, I knew you would support me."

Ling Zhaozhao touched Samoyed's little head, and immediately started packing his clothes.

Five minutes later, Ling Yan heard the knock on the door of the room, and opened the door cursingly.

He is taking care of his health recently, so he goes to bed earlier.

He was dreaming of a happy life with Cai Min in the future, when he was interrupted by this hateful knock on the door.

Needless to say, only Ling Zhaozhao dared to knock on the door like this in this family.

"Ling Zhaozhao, why are you crazy if you don't sleep?"

Ling Yan muttered irritably and rubbed his eyes.

Ling Zhaozhao at the door dragged a suitcase, dressed neatly, and looked at the sleepy Ling Yan firmly.

"Brother, take me to the airport."

These words instantly woke Ling Yan up.

He looked at the suitcase Ling Zhaozhao was dragging in his hand, and then at the clock hanging on the wall.

I even pinched myself, only to realize that I wasn't dreaming.

His sister, in the middle of the night, just leave as soon as she says?

……

When Ling Zhaozhao got off the plane and set foot on a foreign land, he still had an unreal feeling.

She was really that crazy for the first time.

Take an international flight for ten hours alone to meet the person you want to meet in a foreign country.

When he took a taxi to the hotel where Song Mingzhe was staying, Ling Zhaozhao's heart was still pounding.

This is the address Mu Yang gave her, so there should be no mistake.

Mu Yang knew that she was coming to Song Mingzhe, and told her many precautions.

It can be said that Ling Zhaozhao got here safely all the way, thanks to Mu Yang's reminder.

She took out her mobile phone, ready to send a message to Song Mingzhe.

Song Mingzhe also sent a message asking what she was doing, seeing that she didn't reply, he thought she was sleeping late, so he didn't send frequent messages to disturb her.

Ling Zhaozhao cleared his throat, thought of a reason, and typed a few words on the screen.

Ling Zhaozhao: Have you eaten~

After a while, Song Mingzhe messaged her back.

Song Mingzhe: Not yet, I will eat it later.

Looking at the news on the screen, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help feeling sorry for Song Mingzhe.

It's all over, and I haven't eaten yet.

She sat in the elevator, searched all the way, and finally came to the door of Song Mingzhe's room.

She held back the joy in her heart and quickly typed a line on the keyboard.

Ling Zhaozhao: I ordered takeaway for you, it seems to be ready, remember to open the door when you hear the knock. (Lovely Lovely)

Hehe, he probably didn't expect that he was the delivery man who came all the way.

Ling Zhaozhao looked at the door that was so close in front of him, and couldn't help taking a deep breath, trying to calm his violent heartbeat.

After a while, I will be able to see the person I miss day and night.

When Song Mingzhe saw the news, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

As far as he knows, there are no takeaways around here. Is Ling Zhaozhao joking, or serious?

Song Mingzhe: Okay.

No matter whether Ling Zhaozhao was teasing him or what, he still chose to believe her as always.

After 1 minute, Song Mingzhe couldn't help but feel a strange feeling when he heard the knock on the door.

Song Mingzhe strolled to the door, and then turned the switch of the door.

Before he could see who the person in front of him was, he suddenly attacked him with a hug.

It wasn't until he smelled the familiar scent of the person in front of him that Song Mingzhe dared to confirm that the bold woman hugging him was Ling Zhaozhao.

"Mingzhe, I miss you so much."

Ling Zhaozhao almost hung his whole body on Song Mingzhe, clinging to him like a sloth.

She really missed him too much.

She thought she could hide her thoughts well, but she didn't realize that she was just lying to herself.

Song Mingzhe didn't expect Ling Zhaozhao to appear in front of him from a thousand miles away, so he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then he reacted.

"Zhao Zhao, come down first."

He hugged Ling Zhaozhao with a helpless tone.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue holding Ling Zhaozhao, it's just that there are other people in the room.

Ling Zhaozhao hugged Song Mingzhe's neck, thinking that he would miss each other as much as he did, and he felt aggrieved when he heard his slightly indifferent words.

"You don't even say you miss me..."

Aggrieved, she jumped off Song Mingzhe, and before she finished speaking, she saw a graceful and luxurious middle-aged woman sitting on the sofa in the room.

Ling Zhaozhao's unfinished words were swallowed abruptly in his stomach.

Huh, why is it that every time she acts like a baby with Song Mingzhe, she is always seen in embarrassment.

Song Mingzhe felt that Ling Zhaozhao suddenly became a little nervous, so he couldn't help but chuckled.

"Zhao Zhao, this is Aunt Xiang, my mother's friend."

Ling Zhaozhao's mind went blank for a moment.

She thought this was a client Song Mingzhe was receiving. If it was a client, she wouldn't know her anyway, so if you want to laugh at it, just laugh at it, and she should just pretend she doesn't know.

Unexpectedly, this is a friend of Song Mingzhe's mother Shen Qiyu.

It's over, now I'm ashamed and ashamed.

Ling Zhaozhao could foresee that his image in the heart of Song Mingzhe's mother Shen Qiyu was about to collapse.

"Hello, Aunt Xiang."

Ling Zhaozhao blushed, and whispered hello to Aunt Xiang.

Aunt Xiang was plump, and she was dressed in a luxurious way, and her expression on her face was less angry and majestic, and she didn't look very friendly.

It was the first time Ling Zhaozhao saw such a serious elder as Song Mingzhe, and he couldn't help feeling even more nervous.

Aunt Xiang nodded, looked at Ling Zhaozhao, and then spoke slowly.

"You are Zhao Zhao? Saitama mentioned you."

"Looks..."

Aunt Xiang suddenly paused, and Ling Zhaozhao couldn't handle it.

She has always been very confident in her appearance, even if she came here in a hurry, she took the time to dress up so that she wouldn't end up with a messy image.

I can't be in front of this aunt Xiang, and my appearance should suffer the first Waterloo comment, right?

Ling Zhaozhao held Song Mingzhe's hand subconsciously, feeling like crying in his heart.

If I had known that I would not have hugged Song Mingzhe so excitedly just now, maybe her hair is all messed up now, and she looks like a crazy woman in the eyes of this aunt Xiang.

"……very beautiful."

Aunt Xiang paused for a while, and then continued with three words.

Hearing those three words, the corners of Ling Zhaozhao's mouth couldn't help twitching.

scared her to death.

She was really afraid of hearing some bad words.

"Don't be afraid, Aunt Xiang is just used to panting heavily."

Song Mingzhe stood aside and said softly.