Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

"That's right! Sister Qingqian, don't look down on me because I'm young. Besides my high IQ, I also research skin care products. This mask must be suitable for you, Sister Qingqian!"

Although Jian Xiaoming is young and not as wealthy as Mr. Xiao of the Xiao Group, he is trying to please Sister Qingqian in his own way.

"Thank you. Now I realize that you have a very talkative little mouth!"

His little mouth is so talkative that Mu Qingqian feels embarrassed to refuse his facial mask.

"Hehe." Jian Xiaoming smiled happily, her squinted eyes were like stars in the sky. This was the happiness that Sister Qingqian gave her.

"Let's continue playing chess. Pay attention. I won't let you win this time!"

"Okay, Sister Qingqian is the best!"

In Jian Xiaoming's heart, Sister Qingqian is the best, whether she gives in or not.

Jian Xiaoming said he would concentrate, and he did concentrate, but suddenly he said:

"Sister Qingqian is beautiful and kind-hearted. If I were older, I would definitely marry Sister Qingqian!"

Mu Qingqian froze in her tracks as she was about to make a move, and the comfortable expression on her face disappeared.

She felt that she was already an old lady in her thirties, but she was being teased by a little brat!

So, he put the chess piece back and was really angry, "Xiao Ming, if you do this again, I won't play chess with you anymore. I won't come next time!"

She was angry and fierce. Jian Xiaoming lowered his head timidly, realizing that what he had just said was too much, and was suddenly at a loss for what to do.

Fortunately, the nurse came up and said, "Master, the cold pudding has arrived. It's at the door."

"Invite him in quickly!"

Jian Xiaoming was surprised, but Mu Qingqian's face suddenly changed, not with panic, but with nervousness.

When the nanny went to ask for help, Jian Xiaoming said to her, "Sister Qingqian, I forgot to tell you that I also made an appointment with Little Pudding.

Little Pudding is also a highly intelligent child and can play Go. I should be better than him, after all, I am a few years older than him. "

Mu Qingqian said hurriedly: "Uh, I have something else to do, I'll leave first."

She spoke as if something urgent had happened. She got up from the chair and ran away before little pudding came in.

"Sister Qingqian, that's the back door, and you haven't taken the mask yet..."

Jian Xiaoming followed her back with his eyes and shouted loudly. Mu Qingqian subconsciously came back, picked up the facial mask and ran quickly, disappearing out the back door in a flash.

Little Pudding had come in and witnessed Mu Qingqian's disappearing back. It was his mother.

His mother must have known he was coming and that’s why she ran away. He must have felt disappointed.

But it was normal for mom to run away, otherwise she would have a mental breakdown again when she saw his face that looked like dad.

He missed his mother very much, but he would rather suffer himself than let his mother suffer.

Jian Xiaoming approached him and asked, "Is Sister Qingqian your biological mother? Why did she run away when she heard you were coming?"

Before the DNA test, it was Jian Xiaoming who helped Xiaobuding to get Mu Qingqian's hair, and he didn't know the result of the test yet.

"She is my mother, and she ran away because I look like my father." Little Pudding hung his head in dejection. Jian Xiaoming could see his disappointment.

"why?"

"Let's not talk about this. I haven't met my mother yet. I just hope that one day I can meet my mother and she can accept me."

"Okay, I will!" Jian Xiaoming didn't know the details, but he could see that Little Pudding was deeply sad.

"I'll ask you a favor. Next time you ask me out, please tell me first if my mother is there too."

Little Pudding first considers his mother and does not want to scare her, but of course he hopes to take a peek at her secretly.

In this situation, I would be content as long as I could secretly watch him.

"Okay, sure! Let's play chess."

Two children approached the Go table, the previous game was not yet finished.

"Is this the chess my mother just played with you?"

"Yes, Baizi is hers."

"Then let's continue this game of chess. I'll play the white piece."

"it is good."

They sat down and started playing chess.

Jian Xiaoming thought he was stronger than Little Pudding, but he didn't know that Little Pudding was so decisive and the outcome was basically decided after just a few steps.

Jian Xiaoming, who was a few years older, frowned silently, and hesitated to move the black piece in his hand, feeling that he could not play anymore.

Little Pudding urged unceremoniously: "Brother Xiaoming, hurry up!"

"call……"

Jian Xiaoming took a breath, found a place to move, and said casually:

"Sister Qingqian is very gentle and considerate. She was obviously giving me the hand when playing chess with me just now."

"But the person you're playing chess with now is my mother's son. If I move this piece, you'll lose the whole game!"

Little Pudding was really rude. When the last piece fell, Jian Xiaoming lost completely.

"Alas," Jian Xiaoming pretended to sigh, "If only I were a few years older, I could marry Sister Qingqian, and I would be your stepfather!"

Jian Xiaoming said this deliberately, and Little Pudding's face darkened, with the same expression as Mu Qingqian just now.

But he wasn't angry, instead he said, "We'll see."

He wasn't angry because it was impossible, so Jian Xiaoming was just imagining things.

I was cursing in my heart: I want to be his stepfather just because I’m a few years older than him. It’s just wishful thinking. I haven’t even fully grown all my hair!

But little pudding was a little happy in his heart, because his mother was a very good person and many people liked her.

Mu Qingqian ran a long way with the facial mask in her arms, then suddenly stopped, feeling empty inside.

She wanted to go back, so she walked back, but she walked slowly because she was nervous and at a loss.

She walked through the main entrance of the Jian family. When she walked back, Jian Xiaoming happened to be at the door and greeted her excitedly:

"Sister Qingqian, why are you back?" Jian Xiaoming was excited and surprised.

Mu Qingqian was stunned for a moment. She didn’t know why she came back.

To hide her nervousness, she said, "Oh, didn't a child just come? It seems inappropriate for me to run away suddenly."

"So Sister Qingqian came back to see Little Pudding?"

Jian Xiaoming tried to ask, but Mu Qingqian couldn't answer. Is this really the case?

Jian Xiaoming continued, "Why did Sister Qingqian run away when she heard Little Pudding?"

At that time, he could feel that Sister Qingqian ran away not because of any urgent matter.

"Because, because... my face is not good-looking..." Mu Qingqian answered and lowered his head in inferiority.

"Actually, don't worry. Sister Qingqian put on makeup today and looks very beautiful! And in the heart of her children, mother is always the most beautiful!" Jian Xiaoming is very talkative with his little mouth.

"Yeah……"

Mu Qingqian only responded with two words, stopped talking, and lowered her head even more.

"Did I say something wrong?"

Jian Xiaoming realized that he had talked too much and Sister Qingqian did not look happy at all.

"No." Mu Qingqian slowly raised her head and asked, "Is Little Pudding still here?"

She asked quietly so Jian Xiaoming could hear, "He's gone, he just went back.

I was playing chess with him just now, and I think I said something wrong, and he left."

Jian Xiaoming felt guilty and said the wrong thing. He actually said that he wanted to be little pudding's stepfather!

"All right……"

Little Pudding left, and Mu Qingqian couldn’t tell whether she felt disappointed or not.