The president's pet daughter

Ling Zhaozhao returned home, had a full meal, and fell asleep soundly.

This sleep went straight from day to night, until Song Mingzhe came home from get off work.

As soon as Song Mingzhe got home, he saw Ling Zhaozhao curled up in the corner of the sofa like a kitten, with hot food on the dining table.

Qin Ma is a sensible person, knowing that Song Mingzhe gets off work late, and doesn't like her serving them dinner, so she simply made dinner in advance and warmed it up, so that she could leave work early and go home.

So now, there are only Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe in the family.

"What are you looking at without blinking your eyes?"

Seeing that Ling Zhaozhao was reading the magazine in his hands with great enthusiasm, Song Mingzhe couldn't help but feel excited for a while without even noticing that he came back.

But when he saw the half-naked male model on the cover of the magazine, his face darkened.

He's not at home, so she's just watching this?

Ling Zhaozhao looked frank.

"Yueyue brought this to me, saying it was for me to relieve my boredom. After I woke up, I was a little bored, so I took it out by accident."

Ling Zhaozhao clicked his tongue and turned to the next page.

Gao Yue didn't know where she heard it, saying that looking at these models before giving birth would make the baby in her belly more beautiful, so she collected a lot of handsome men and beauties for her.

Not only are there men and women, but all of them are handsome and have super good figures.

Ling Zhaozhao thinks these magazines are too bold in style, and he rarely reads them on weekdays. Today, he just flipped through them and found them quite interesting.

The jewelry styles on the hands and necks of these models are very unique and deserve her to think carefully.

But Song Mingzhe didn't think so.

He thought it was a male model inside who had caught Ling Zhaozhao's heart.

Song Mingzhe twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking about how to warn Gao Yueshao to send these messy things to his house next time.

Thinking of Yun Qian who was swaying around Ling Zhaozhao today, Song Mingzhe's depression inevitably deepened.

It is said that pregnant women will secrete more hormones, why does he feel that Ling Zhaozhao's lust is getting bolder and bolder.

He was obviously a hundred times stronger than the male models above, but Ling Zhaozhao turned a blind eye to him.

"Don't look, let's eat first."

Song Mingzhe ruthlessly took the thick magazine from Ling Zhaozhao's hands.

Heh, I didn't expect her to have such a big appetite, and she had to read such a thick book if she wanted to read it.

Song Mingzhe's face couldn't help turning darker.

Ling Zhaozhao happened to be hungry too, and didn't notice that Song Mingzhe's expression was a little strange, so he directly pulled Song Mingzhe to sit down at the dining table excitedly.

Probably because of her pregnancy, Ling Zhaozhao's appetite has been quite good recently, and everything tastes delicious.

Seeing her eating, Song Mingzhe's gloomy face couldn't help dissipating.

"Mengyue is going abroad to relax recently. I bought her a plane ticket. I guess she dare not buy it by herself, probably because she is afraid that someone will find out."

Ling Zhaozhao took a bite of the chicken leg and said with relish.

She really couldn't say anything about Bai Mengyue and Chi Jiaxu's affairs. After all, Chi Jiaxu deserved a large part of the trouble.

Song Mingzhe nodded, indicating that he understood.

"I won't reveal a word to the outside, even if Chi Jiaxu begs me."

Song Mingzhe smiled lightly.

When Ling Zhaozhao mentioned this matter in front of him, he definitely did not mention it casually. After all, the Song family and the Chi family also had some business contacts now, and Chi Jiaxu also went to Boer more often.

But Song Mingzhe understood that the reason Chi Jiaxu wanted to cooperate with him was simply to take this opportunity to find out more about Bai Mengyue.

After all, every time Bai Mengyue sees him, she can't wait to take a detour.

Moreover, every time Chi Jiaxu made detours to send presents, it was as if nothing had been heard from them.

Thinking about it, if Bai Mengyue was really so easy to coax, Chi Jiaxu wouldn't be in such a rush.

Ling Zhaozhao cast an approving look at Song Mingzhe.

As expected of her man, he knows everything.

"But would someone like Chi Jiaxu really beg you for Mengyue?"

Ling Zhaozhao asked in disbelief.

Chi Jiaxu might be able to bow his head and make concessions for Bai Mengyue, but Chi Jiaxu is an arrogant person deep down, asking him to beg for a woman who was once regarded as a plaything is not his style.

These days Ling Zhaozhao has listened to Chi Jiaxu's past stories a lot, and he has a different understanding of this person.

This person is ruthless, not only to those around him, but also to himself. No matter what price he has to pay, he will definitely get what he wants.

It's very similar to the domineering president who loves but can't be crazy in the abuse novel.

Ling Zhaozhao silently made this pertinent conclusion to Chi Jiaxu in his heart.

"Yes, no matter how proud a person is, he will have his weaknesses."

Song Mingzhe brought Ling Zhaozhao some of her favorite dishes, and he didn't forget to help her wipe some greasy corners of her mouth.

He is clear about Chi Jiaxu's character, Bai Mengyue avoids him by all means, and one day when he has nowhere to go, Chi Jiaxu will beg them.

Chi Jiaxu's feelings for Bai Mengyue are unusual.

But in the current situation, isn't it Chi Jiaxu who is atoning for his sins?

Ling Zhaozhao felt that what Song Mingzhe said was quite reasonable, but the matter had reached this point, no matter how much she said, she would not help Chi Jiaxu, nor would she specifically help Bai Mengyue get rid of Chi Jiaxu, everything could only depend on the two of them fate between people.

After thinking it over clearly, Ling Zhaozhao simply stopped worrying about it and finished the rest of the meal obediently.

After eating and drinking enough, Ling Zhaozhao poured himself a cup of warm milk, and happily curled up in a corner of the sofa to read unfinished magazines.

Just now a model was wearing a very special small ring, Ling Zhaozhao wanted to take a closer look at its design.

Song Mingzhe didn't expect Ling Zhaozhao to pick up the magazine and look at it again after eating, and his face suddenly turned dark.

Is this magazine that good-looking?It's just a group of men who don't dress well. What's worth not turning the next page for 10 minutes?

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao's rapt attention, Song Mingzhe thought about it again and again, but in the end he didn't bother her, but went to the bathroom angrily.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't notice the entanglement on Song Mingzhe's body, and thought that he just went to take a bath as usual. When she drank half of the milk in her glass, a scent of shower gel suddenly lingered on the tip of her nose.

"Are you finished washing?"

Ling Zhaozhao said something casually, without even giving Song Mingzhe a look.

Song Mingzhe, who was wearing a colorful shirt and opened his chest, was silent for a while.

He didn't know that his charm had dropped to this point.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't even look at him.

"Well, let me rub the essential oil for you."