The president's pet daughter

Ling Zhaozhao finished the meal in a fluttering state.

After sending Song Mingzhe to Boer, when she returned home, she directly sank herself into the soft bed.

Before she could recall the emotional experience of tonight, the phone rang suddenly.

As soon as the call was connected, Lin Xi's almost roaring voice pierced Ling Zhaozhao's eardrums.

"Ling Zhaozhao, I just got rid of that greasy and arrogant blind date man just now, so I have time to read your news. What makes you fall in love? Who are you falling in love with?!"

"How far have you developed, have you held hands? Have you kissed?"

"How old are you? What do you do? Is it good for you?"

Lin Xi asked a lot of questions, which made Ling Zhaozhao feel a little headache.

"Lin Xi, calm down, I haven't said anything to him yet."

"No hand holding, no kissing, just a few meals together."

But let him help zip the back.

Ling Zhaozhao suddenly remembered the feeling when Song Mingzhe's fingertips touched his back lightly, and his face suddenly became extremely red.

She buried her face in the pillow, trying to cool down the temperature on her face, and her voice was a little low.

Lin Xi was silent for a while, and then spoke after a while.

"You can't be unrequited love?"

"Our conditions are not up to you."

It's not that she, Lin Xi, sees beauty in the eyes of her friends, it's that Ling Zhaozhao is not only beautiful, but also has a good personality, a decent job, and a decent family background.

If it wasn't for Ling Zhaozhao not calling the men around him all the time, and being a little homey, or changing a boyfriend every month would not be a problem.

After all, on this condition, where is it not sought after?

"It's not a bad post, he bought me hundreds of thousands of clothes today..."

Ling Zhaozhao grabbed the corners of the pillow and answered seriously.

"And he looks really good, which fits my aesthetics as a dog."

Ling Zhaozhao thought of his extremely strict aesthetic standards, and silently added points to Song Mingzhe in his heart.

"...I locked it for you, and I swallowed the key."

Lin Xi answered with tears in his eyes.

Just from Ling Zhaozhao's description, she already wanted to move the Civil Affairs Bureau to the two of them to get married in place.

Woohoo, she also wants a handsome, rich, and high-quality man.

"If you really like him, you might as well take the initiative and hold him in your palm. After all, women chase men's interlayer gauze, maybe you just move your fingers and he will be hooked."

Lin Xi earnestly advises Ling Zhaozhao.

"You can share more of your daily life with him, find more topics that he is interested in, chat with him frequently, and let him form a dependence on you invisibly. Then you find another opportunity to spread your beauty and advantages, and pretend when necessary. Pretend to be weak and coquettish, as long as he is not cut off from all emotions and sees through the world, he will be taken down by you sooner or later."

"For example, you can ask him if he slept now, and then take the opportunity to say something more."

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but nodded in front of the screen when he heard Lin Xi's well-organized and logical pursuit plans.

Isn't it just chatting and creating a persona?

It's a small matter to her.

Then she opened the chat box with Song Mingzhe, thought about it, and typed a few words.

Seeing that Ling Zhaozhao remained silent for a while, Lin Xi couldn't help asking, "What's the matter? Have you taken the initiative to attack?"

"I asked him if he slept, and he said no, the wind seems to be getting colder tonight."

"Then what did you say?"

Lin Xi was a little excited, she wasn't bragging, this topic was easy to answer!

As long as you care about this topic, won't this directly warm the other party for a night?

Isn't this the perfect time to be ambiguous!

Ling Zhaozhao thought about it seriously, and then said slowly.

"I said, it's not cold."

"...Ling Zhaozhao, sometimes I really think you deserve it for not being able to find a boyfriend."

……

The next day.

Song Mingzhe sat in the classical and gorgeous living room, watched the flames burning in the fireplace, and took a sip of the strong tea in the cup.

"Mingzhe, isn't this tea good? I spent a lot of money to buy it."

Shen Zhihe looked at Song Mingzhe lovingly, and said proudly.

Although the years have left many marks on his face, it can be vaguely seen that Shen Zhihe was also an extremely handsome man when he was young.

"Very good, uncle." Song Mingzhe sipped for a while, then spoke softly.

As soon as the words fell, another clear voice came from beside him.

"My dad usually hides this tea, but he is reluctant to give me a sip. Only when you come, my dad is willing to take it out."

Shen Zhihe's son, Shen Xingxi, walked over to Song Mingzhe's side carelessly, sat down beside him, picked up another cup of tea on the table, and drank it all in one go.

He was lazily leaning on the sofa, his peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and his somewhat similar face to Shen Zhihe was stained with a bit of mischievous smile.

"Look at the way you chew peonies, no matter how good the tea is for you, it's a waste of money."

Seeing his son's behavior, Shen Zhihe seemed to hate iron for being weak.

Shen Xingxi seemed to be accustomed to Shen Zhihe's words, he rubbed his ears, and winked at Song Mingzhe.

"Brother Mingzhe, I heard that you fell out with your old man in order not to go on a blind date with Sister Gao Yue?"