The president's pet daughter

Ling Zhaozhao looked at the black umbrella above his head, and took the initiative to hold Song Mingzhe's hand.

"Why do you have time to pick me up?"

Ling Zhaozhao's tone was a little surprised.

It's no wonder she asked this question. After all, Song Mingzhe has been busy with the subsidiary's projects these days and has no free time.

So she didn't hold out any hope that Song Mingzhe would come to pick her up today.

"I see it's raining, and I remembered that you didn't bring an umbrella when you went out today, so I came to pick you up."

Song Mingzhe pursed his lips, and tugged Ling Zhaozhao's slightly wet skirt.

Wen Jing on the side was a little embarrassed listening to the two people's responses.

After all, people here are like husbands and wives, but he stands here like a huge light bulb.

"Ling Zhaozhao, so you have a boyfriend, I don't seem to have heard you mention it before, otherwise I wouldn't worry about you going home without an umbrella."

Wen Jing twitched the corners of his mouth, and his tone was rather unfriendly.

Even the gaze towards Song Mingzhe was a little strange.

If Song Mingzhe wasn't handsome and dressed up poorly, if he didn't treat Ling Zhaozhao so well, maybe his blame would be directed at Song Mingzhe.

It's a pity that the sky is not as good as people want, and he can only forcefully push the responsibility on Ling Zhaozhao's head.

Because Ling Zhaozhao didn't say that he had a partner, that's why he was so interested in Ling Zhaozhao.

This is also indirectly separating the relationship between Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe. If their relationship is not strong, it is easy to be suspicious because of this sentence.

"Then blame me for thinking too smart of you, I'm really sorry."

"I thought the meaning of my refusal was obvious enough. I didn't expect that you can't understand people's words. Then I will pay attention next time."

Ling Zhaozhao smiled slightly, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Maybe I don't have this opportunity anymore. After all, I wouldn't choose to work in your company. With people like you, the working atmosphere must not be very good."

Wen Jing didn't expect Ling Zhaozhao to reject everything so vigorously, and his face couldn't help but turn pale.

It has always been their company's selection of candidates, but now it's the other way around.

"There is nothing to pretend, and I don't know what job I can find."

Wen Jing muttered in a low voice, not forgetting to tug on his tie.

It seems that he disdains Ling Zhaozhao's attitude of rejecting others.

"What did you say?"

Song Mingzhe heard Wen Jing's disdain for Ling Zhaozhao, his toes moved slightly, and his tall figure enveloped Wen Jing's body.

Wen Jing didn't even need to raise his eyes to feel a strong sense of oppression.

For a moment, he couldn't help but sweat profusely, and he even regretted speaking too loudly just now.

I don't know what the origin of this man is, but he has such a strong aura.

"Mingzhe, there seems to be no dog food for dogs, let's go to the store to buy it, don't waste time here."

Seeing that the rain was getting lighter, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help tugging at Song Mingzhe's sleeve.

To be honest, instead of arguing with this ignorant Wen Jing here, it's better to go home and lie comfortably on the sofa.

After all, there is no need to waste any more words on this kind of person.

When Wen Jing saw Ling Zhaozhao next to Song Mingzhe looking like a little bird, his expression became even more ugly.

Just now Ling Zhaozhao was very sharp-tongued towards him, but now he looks very weak.

Song Mingzhe glanced at Ling Zhaozhao, and suppressed the impatience in his heart.

With Ling Zhaozhao by his side, it was indeed difficult for him to get angry.

But he knows the boss of this company, and there will always be a way to deal with this person.

Song Mingzhe lowered his eyes slightly, and walked in the rain with Ling Zhaozhao holding an umbrella.

The raindrops fell on the umbrella, making a crisp sound, drop by drop, falling straight into Ling Zhaozhao's heart.

"You have become very obedient recently, let me praise you."

Ling Zhaozhao held Song Mingzhe's arm, and he was not stingy with his praise.

She thought just now that Song Mingzhe would be furious and turn a small matter upside down.

Even if she was standing up for her, she didn't want to do it.

Most importantly, if things get serious, she doesn't want troublemakers to put Song Mingzhe under the spotlight of the public.

Obviously he was very low-key from the beginning to the end.

"Just verbal praise?"

Song Mingzhe was still thinking about how to rectify Wenjing, and when he heard Ling Zhaozhao say this, he couldn't help but put his mind in order for the time being.

It has to be said that since Ling Zhaozhao was with him, his mood has stabilized a lot.

As if she was his mood stabilizer.

Ling Zhaozhao naturally understood Song Mingzhe's hint, but now on the street, she couldn't make any explicit moves, so she could only caress Song Mingzhe's clothes and lowered her head.

"Let's talk about it when we go home..."

It's just that Song Mingzhe hugged her waist before she could finish her sentence.

The rain was falling, and the people on the street were in a hurry, and no one cared whether their footsteps stopped.

Countless people passed by Ling Zhaozhao, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but feel his heart tighten when he looked at Song Mingzhe's deep eyes.

She seemed to have thought of something, and her heart was beating like a drum.

Kissing in the rain is embarrassing, but romantic enough.

Ling Zhaozhao's mind flashed back countless romantic plots in TV dramas and novels, his lips pursed slightly, subconsciously accepting this romantic setting.

It's just that before her pink bubbles appeared for a few seconds, Song Mingzhe dragged her under the same roof.

"There's a pet store here. I'll go in and buy something. Wait for me at the door."

Song Mingzhe took a look at the small pet shop, there were still many people inside, he was afraid that Ling Zhaozhao would be squeezed in, so he didn't let her in.

Ling Zhaozhao's slightly pursed lips were instantly closed.

ok, it turned out that the stop was because I found a pet shop.

The good Song Mingzhe deserves to be No.1 incomprehensible style.

Ling Zhaozhao was also embarrassed to say the embarrassing thoughts just now, so he could only stand under the rain-shielding eaves and took his umbrella.

"Then go and come back quickly."

Ling Zhaozhao squeezed out a forced smile and urged Song Mingzhe to go quickly.

The pet store is only a few steps away, and Song Mingzhe would not get wet if he walked along the eaves without an umbrella.

Song Mingzhe pinched Ling Zhaozhao's cheeks, as if he had seen through what she was thinking, and let out a muffled laugh.

"I'll make it up to you later."

If he had known that she was ready, he would not have given her such a step.

Ling Zhaozhao's mind was shaken by these words, and his face flushed instantly.

Song Mingzhe's words made her particularly dissatisfied with desire.

Song Mingzhe looked around, and after making sure that there was no strange person, he quickly walked towards the pet shop.

Holding the umbrella, Ling Zhaozhao waited in every possible way.

But she didn't expect that in the next second, a piece of cloth covered her mouth and nose, and the umbrella in her hand fell to the ground in an instant.