The president's pet daughter

Hearing Song Mingzhe's explanation, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's better to take a big breath than to have a hard time.

With a sweet smile on Ling Zhaozhao's face, he resorted to the trick he tried many times with his elders—sweet mouth.

She has been spoiled since she was a child, not just because she is the only girl in the Ling family, but also because she can coax people.

"Thank you, Aunt Xiang. As soon as I saw Aunt Xiang, I felt kind. Aunt Xiang is so gentle and generous that people can't help but want to get close to them."

Song Mingzhe naturally knew what Ling Zhaozhao was thinking, so he couldn't help rubbing Ling Zhaozhao's head, and silently helped her break through Aunt Xiang's heart.

"Zhao Zhao is right."

Probably it was the two of them singing in unison that frightened Aunt Xiang, and Aunt Xiang couldn't help showing a touch of softness on her serious face.

"Don't make me happy."

After Aunt Xiang finished speaking, she still paused.

Ling Zhaozhao already knew Aunt Xiang's speaking habits, so he wasn't as nervous as before.

"Mingzhe, your mother may come the day after tomorrow, and then we can have a good conversation."

When Ling Zhaozhao heard the news, he couldn't help but look sideways at Song Mingzhe.

Song Mingzhe also had a look of surprise on his face, as if he had just heard the news.

But Song Mingzhe's mother, Shen Qiyu, has always come and gone like the wind, so it's not surprising that she came here suddenly.

It can only be said that people are a little caught off guard.

Seeing that her message had arrived, Aunt Xiang stood up and was about to leave.

"Then I won't bother you, let's go first."

Today, she was originally helping Shen Qiyu to deliver something to Song Mingzhe, and to pass on a message, other than that, there was nothing important.

And she has her own business to do here.

Seeing that Aunt Xiang was leaving, Song Mingzhe took Ling Zhaozhao's hand and sent her out of the room.

"Aunt Xiang, be safe."

Ling Zhaozhao held Song Mingzhe's hand, speaking softly.

Aunt Xiang nodded, looking at Ling Zhaozhao with warmth in her eyes.

"I've been living next door these days. If you have anything to do, you can find me."

She lives here alone, and Song Mingzhe is not a talkative person, but rather boring.

Ling Zhaozhao is lively and cute, and she catches her eye very much.

Ling Zhaozhao agreed with a smile, and then looked at the back of Aunt Xiang leaving, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"You seem nervous."

Song Mingzhe chuckled and closed the door behind him.

Today's Ling Zhaozhao is a little more cautious than he imagined.

"I'm afraid Aunt Xiang doesn't like me."

Ling Zhaozhao tugged at the corner of Song Mingzhe's clothes and said in a low voice.

When she appeared in front of Aunt Xiang for the first time, she made a fuss, and Aunt Xiang looked so serious, so Ling Zhaozhao was a little afraid of leaving a frivolous impression on Aunt Xiang.

Song Mingzhe messed up her hair again, his deep voice was like mellow fine wine.

"Don't worry, they will all like you."

As long as it is someone he likes, there will be no one who doesn't like it.

"My mother also asked Aunt Xiang to bring you something, you can take a look."

Song Mingzhe looked at the big and small bags on the sofa, feeling a little helpless.

Shen Qiyu is a shopaholic by nature. She has been running around the world these years, and she never forgets to buy all kinds of gadgets for Song Mingzhe.

However, most of them were sent to Song Mingzhe by Aunt Xiang or by courier, and this time was no exception.

But what Shen Qiyu bought this time was not just for Song Mingzhe.

To be precise, out of the ten bags, nine and a half bags were gifts for Ling Zhaozhao.

Ling Zhaozhao followed Song Mingzhe curiously, and opened these delicate bags one by one.

Most of them are shiny jewellery, there are also some weird gadgets, and there are even two rubies that shine like pigeon eggs.

It can be said to be very complete and unexpected.

But it could be seen that it was Shen Qiyu's handwriting.

After all, these things are as unpredictable as the people who bought them.

"These things from my aunt are too expensive."

Looking at these things, Ling Zhaozhao felt flattered.

She didn't expect Shen Qiyu to keep her in his heart all the time, and collected so many things for her all over the world.

Song Mingzhe put his arms around her waist and laughed in a low voice.

"If you marry here, things will only become more valuable."

When he said this, there was a half-smile on his face, making Ling Zhaozhao unable to see his true intentions clearly.

She didn't know if Song Mingzhe was joking or serious when he said this.

But no matter which one it is, she has a feeling of being bumped by a deer.

Damn, this is definitely a naked temptation of money.

Song Mingzhe looked at Ling Zhaozhao's blushing face after being teased, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

Ling Zhaozhao was about to speak, but her stomach growled faster than her.

This is good, Ling Zhaozhao's shame suddenly came up.

Ling Zhaozhao's hungry voice was too loud, making Song Mingzhe's expression a little teasing.

However, she flew for ten hours and came in a hurry on the way, so she must have been starving.

It just so happens that he will have a dinner that he has to go to later.

He originally wanted to ask Aunt Xiang to have dinner with him, but since Ling Zhaozhao came, this trouble was saved.

"Let's go, take you to dinner, someone invites you to dinner today."

When Ling Zhaozhao heard the word rice, his eyes lit up immediately.

There was no way, she was really hungry after traveling for so long.

Ling Zhaozhao put his arms around Song Mingzhe's neck and said jokingly.

"Could it be that another woman invited brother to dinner? I'm so embarrassed to go."

Song Mingzhe looked down at her, the smile on his lips remained unchanged.

"how do you know?"

Ling Zhaozhao thought it was Song Mingzhe who was teasing her along with her words, and snorted.

He wanted to trick her into being jealous again, could the method be more clever?

She is already invulnerable to all poisons, and she will definitely not be so easily fooled.

"Even if another woman invites brother to dinner, I'll go too. I'm thick-skinned, so I'm not afraid."

Ling Zhaozhao looked up at Song Mingzhe with a little smile in his eyes.

Song Mingzhe raised his eyebrows, and gave Ling Zhaozhao a vague look.

This is what she said.

At that time, Ling Zhaozhao didn't understand the meaning of Song Mingzhe's eyes. She didn't understand Song Mingzhe's eyes until she arrived at the restaurant.

Not far away, a blond mixed-race beauty in a tight purple skirt was greeting them enthusiastically.

No, to be precise, he was greeting Song Mingzhe enthusiastically.

The eyes of the blond mixed-race beauty were almost glued to Song Mingzhe's body, almost to the point of being drawn.

Seeing this scene, Ling Zhaozhao almost gritted his teeth.

Very good, so this time, Song Mingzhe really wasn't lying to her.

It was true that another woman invited him to dinner.