The president's pet daughter

the next day.

When Ling Zhaozhao saw Gao Yue approaching in a cool convertible sports car on the side of the road, he was only shocked.

Today's Gao Yue deliberately rolled a big wave, with a small smoky makeup on her face, two huge silver earrings hanging on her earlobes, and a tight-fitting short leather skirt that made her extraordinarily unrestrained and rebellious. The black silk is still looming.

Ling Zhaozhao thought of Gao Yue's dress as a pure and innocent little white flower in the company, but he really couldn't connect with the arrogant and wanton dressed woman in front of him.

Gao Yue held an orange-flavored lollipop in her mouth, and seeing Ling Zhaozhao standing there blankly, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

"Team leader, why are you dressed like a bear today?"

Still a pink bear.

Ling Zhaozhao looked down at the tightly wrapped pink coat on her body, and smiled helplessly. She was always afraid of the cold, and when the temperature dropped and the seasons changed, she always habitually covered herself tightly.

But compared with Gao Yue, she did wear enough.

The two of them seem to be people of two seasons.

"are not you cold?"

Sitting in the co-pilot, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help asking Gao Yue's thin attire.

"Urban beauties don't need temperature, they just need to be beautiful and cold."

Gao Yue whistled, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the nearest International Trade Center.

"Have you thought about it yet? What gift should I choose for your man? I have already thought about what gift I want to give my blind date."

Gao Yue asked while speeding up.

It took her 5 minutes to think of the gift yesterday. It was too tiring to choose a gift for others, so she will reward herself with a few high-end sets later.

Ling Zhaozhao felt a little embarrassed because of Gao Yue's title.

"We're not there yet..."

Gao Yue seemed a little surprised, she sized up Ling Zhaozhao, and then came to a conclusion.

"Is there something wrong with his sexual orientation? Otherwise, why didn't he fall into your trap?"

What she said was so straightforward that Ling Zhaozhao choked a little.

"Probably not, I don't know what to say, maybe he is hard to chase."

She has tried all means, and she has also seen the sometimes turbulent feelings in Song Mingzhe's eyes, but for some reason, the distance between the two of them is always close.

Gao Yue made a beautiful drift and drove straight to the underground garage of the International Trade Center.

She thought of Ling Zhaozhao's description of that man, and couldn't help but start to sympathize with Ling Zhaozhao.

"I can understand. After all, my blind date also has this personality. It seems that no woman can fall into his eyes, and he has no desires or desires."

"If I hadn't grown up with him, I would have been out of touch with him for a long time. Who can stand his bad temper, and I don't know who will be so unlucky in the future that he can take a fancy to him."

When Gao Yue thought of Song Mingzhe's sullen character, she couldn't help shaking her head.

It's boring, it's just too boring.

"Why do you want to go on a blind date?"

Ling Zhaozhao looked at Gao Yue in shock. She thought that a man like Gao Yue would be surrounded by men as long as he hooked his hands.

Only people like her and Lin Xi who are single and can't find a partner need to go on a blind date.

"Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, don't mention it, our old man likes to arrange marriages, I'm almost bored to death."

Gao Yue parked the car and looked at Ling Zhaozhao helplessly.

Her father forced her to show courteousness to the Song family every day, and Song Mingzhe was too busy to stay at home all day, so she could only meet Song Jianguo every time she went.

If this continues, she will suspect that her father wants her to be Song Mingzhe's stepmother, not Song Mingzhe's wife.

"Actually, my blind date partner is pretty good-looking and rich. Apart from being boring and irritating, there are still many advantages. If you can't catch up with your man, I will lead you to build a bridge." Can."

Gao Yue began to try her best to promote Song Mingzhe.

It's not that she cheats on friends, but Song Mingzhe is really good in other aspects besides the shortcoming of not calling her. Anyway, the man Ling Zhaozhao is chasing after is also this type. If you can't catch up with Song Mingzhe as a meal replacement Not bad.

"No need, no need."

Ling Zhaozhao quickly waved his hand.

She is still very single-minded, and she doesn't have any idea of ​​using others as substitutes.

"At the end of the day, men like sweet-talking women who are clingy to them. Otherwise, try sending him more flirtatious words, and hold him invisibly."

Gao Yue started to make suggestions for Ling Zhaozhao again.

This trick of hers works on almost all men.

In her eyes, Ling Zhaozhao was good-looking and had a good personality. The reason why she couldn't catch up with others was probably because Ling Zhaozhao was still too reserved.

Chasing people can't be so introverted.

Ling Zhaozhao thought for a while, and felt that what Gao Yue said was indeed reasonable, but her attainments in love talk were indeed not high.

She quickly opened the browser, searched, and picked out a provocative love story that she thought was not bad.

She clicked on the dialog box with Song Mingzhe and typed a line.

Ling Zhaozhao: I'm emo.

Song Mingzhe, who was listening to Rong Yuan's work report, saw the screen of the phone light up, and subconsciously slid to unlock it.

Song Mingzhe frowned when he looked at this somewhat unfamiliar abbreviation.

Song Mingzhe: What?

He doesn't quite understand what emo means.

Seeing Song Mingzhe's reply, Ling Zhaozhao thought he had already gotten to his topic, so he frowned and replied quickly.

Ling Zhaozhao: Because I am personally thinking of you momo.

Song Mingzhe, who saw the news, couldn't help frowning even deeper.

What is she saying?

Seeing Song Mingzhe frowning, Rong Yuan thought there was something wrong, so he couldn't help but stop.

"President Song, is there a problem?"

He also took out a pen and paper, ready to record it.

"E personal momo's thinking of you."

Song Mingzhe read in a low voice.

Rong Yuan subconsciously recorded this sentence, and then read it over and over several times, the serious expression on his face collapsed.

Who can tell him why his CEO suddenly pops up such love words inexplicably when he is working?

Moreover, this sentence is really quite earthy.

"What does it mean?"

Song Mingzhe propped his chin with his hands, with a serious expression on his face.

It seems to be studying the most complicated and difficult problem of the century.

"Emo means sad, and the meaning of this whole sentence probably means thinking about you sadly."

Rong Yuan still interpreted it with professional ethics.

Song Mingzhe nodded half-understood, but his brows did not relax, and his slender fingers typed quickly on the keyboard.

Song Mingzhe: Why do you miss me sadly?

Ling Zhaozhao, who clicked on the message full of joy, instantly turned pale.

Shouldn't the point be thinking about him? ?

This incomprehensible smelly man!