The cold president's sweet pet is a cute little girl

Suddenly, two voices of conversation interrupted the complete melody of the erhu and shifted Yu Xi's attention from the mobile phone to the back.

"Madam, this is too superstitious. The young master knows that these things will cause complaints."

Sister Lin looked at her wife worriedly. Thinking that the young master was going to be forced to get married by his wife again, Sister Lin felt a headache for the young master.

The young master has a cold personality. Whenever he can avoid his wife's pressure to marry him, he will try to avoid her. If he can't avoid her, he will ignore her and let her perform a one-man show on her own.

But the lady would not let the young master get away so easily. She would always try her best to prevent the young master from working properly and would not stop until she achieved her goal.

Sister Lin's reminder made Liu Mengsheng feel a little helpless, but if she hadn't tried hard to get close to her son and force herself into his life, she probably wouldn't even have a single complaint.

Liu Mengsheng felt upset every time thinking about his son's unfriendly look.

Taking a deep breath, he threw Sister Lin's reminder behind his head and righteously accused Lin Subai: "This little bastard, how old is he? I still think he is seventeen or eighteen years old. He is not married yet. What does he want to do?"

Seeing the lady trying to intervene forcefully again, Sister Lin sighed slightly. She didn't know how long it would take for the relationship between the young master and the lady to be eased.

He sighed slightly, no longer mentioned the previous topic, and only comforted Liu Mengsheng:

“Madam, the young master is just a little picky, and the fate has not yet arrived. Besides, the young master is not very old, only 27 years old, which is the best and most attractive age for a man.

The young master is good-looking, and he is the best in the circle in terms of both personal ability and family background. All these girls would feel as if they have lost their souls when they see the young master."

When Liu Mengsheng heard what Sister Lin said, a hint of complacency appeared on the corners of his mouth, and a lot of pride surged in his heart. Although his son was young, he was a top elite in modern society. Although his relationship with him was stiff, it was undeniable that his son was outstanding.

But when Liu Mengsheng thought of Lin Subai's temperament, the pride he had just felt was like a receding tide, disappearing in an instant, leaving only infinite worry in his heart.

The thought of the relationship between her husband and his mistress had a great impact on Lin Subai, which was why Liu Mengsheng was so anxious.

"Sister Lin, that's not the way to put it. I know my son well. He has a cold personality and he simply has no interest in the opposite sex.

Even though he is young, successful in his career and good-looking, he has always rejected every woman who approached him.

It is a time when young people are in a hurry, but you see, Lin Subai has no desires and lives like a monk. Apart from work, does he have any other life?

Sister Lin, believe it or not, if I, as a mother, don't push him, he will probably be single for the rest of his life. Nowadays, there are many people who remain single until they are old, but I don't want my son to live like that.

How miserable it would be to live a lonely life without anyone to talk to.”

Sister Lin listened carefully and could empathize with the lady's feelings because she was also a mother.

However, Sister Lin somewhat disagreed with the Madam's forced interference in the Young Master's normal life. Although she did it for the Young Master's consideration, her insistence on having her own way caused the Young Master to become increasingly disgusted with the Madam. Sister Lin was also somewhat helpless about the Madam's stubborn character.

She had been in the Lin family for twenty years and was well aware of the knot in the lady's heart. However, the master of the house did not talk about it, and it was not appropriate for her, a nanny, to point out the reason. She could only watch the lady anxiously trying to think of all kinds of strange solutions.

Nowadays, finding someone to predict the young master's marriage is the lady's new method. Modern society emphasizes science, and Sister Lin is also skeptical about superstition.

After all, there are too many fortune-telling scammers, so he asked hesitantly, "Madam, is the person who is telling marriages by the lake accurate? Could he be a scammer? There are too many fortune-telling scammers in this world now."

"Don't worry about it. In our circle, many people whose children are not in a hurry to find a partner have come to this fortune teller to calculate their marriage, and those people have grandchildren.

Even if he is a liar, he can't make much money. As long as it can make my son interested in women, it's okay to believe him."

The sound of footsteps came regularly from far away and got closer. Yu Xi smiled, but sighed in his heart: Another person who was urged to get married.

But there was a hint of envy in her eyes. If her parents were still alive, according to the customs there, she would have been taken to see a date when she was in college.

Now I am 24 years old and am being urged to get married, but I find myself alone, the person I like is nowhere to be found, and my parents have long turned into dust.

I turned around curiously and took a look, and saw a beautiful and charming woman wearing a simple suit, high heels, and a dazzling necklace around her neck.

With just a quick glance, one could tell that the woman's outfit was of great value and looked noble.

The woman had fair skin, clear eyes, and an oval face. She looked no more than thirty years old and was graceful and charming.

But Yu Xi had learned how to read people's faces, and there was not a single wrinkle on her smooth brows, but she knew that the woman was about fifty years old just by estimating the lines between her eyebrows.

Next to this beautiful woman, there was another woman who was helping her carry her bag. She was not much older than the woman, and judging by the lines between her eyebrows, she was probably a few years older.

The woman was slightly plump, with deep wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, a look that was clouded by age, her hands were a bit rough, her nails were very clean, her back was straight, and she looked kind and gentle.

When Yu Xi turned around, they passed each other. Yu Xi focused his eyes on the map on his phone again, which showed a straight line in front of him, not far from the place where Leng Xiaoxiao took the photo.

In a building not far from Lianhu Park, Lin Subai and his client reached an agreement on a new project. He left the office and walked towards the elevator with his male secretary, explaining as he walked:

"Intelligence and big data are the future trends. Now this company is facing a shortage of funds in research, and its research has also achieved great results. It is the right time for us to get started.

The terms have been agreed upon. I will ask the Ministry of Law to draft the detailed contract details and sign the contract as soon as possible to inject research funds. "

"Okay, President, I'll tell you right away."

"What time in the afternoon is the risk assessment of Finch Group's Internet medical care scheduled?"

"It's 16:30 in the afternoon, in meeting room 1203"

"Okay, let's go back to the company first."

The secretary informed the driver that they had left the parking lot and asked him to drive the car over.

After they were seated, the driver drove out of the parking lot. The secretary was about to report on the next matters when his cell phone suddenly vibrated with an incoming call.

The secretary saw that it was the boss's phone, which showed the caller's private information. He said to Lin Subai, who was resting with his eyes closed, "President, the wife called."

Lin Subai asked his secretary to answer the phone, indicating that he was not in: "Ask the madam why she called?"

The secretary picked up the phone and asked in a serious tone, "Madam, hello, I am Guo Qifeng, the president's secretary. The president is in a meeting. Is there anything I can tell you?"

After hearing this perfunctory excuse and looking at the route displayed on his phone, Liu Mengsheng snorted coldly: "Don't give me that. Your president has already left the meeting room, and you still want to lie to me.

I have installed the latest micro-locator on your president's business car. He has been moving forward non-stop. You are using this excuse to perfunctorily answer me, but you are still a little short of it. Let your president answer the phone.

Lin Subai, I know you are here. If you dare not answer my call, I will come to the company to find you. When the time comes, don’t blame me for not letting you work again.”

Lin Subai took the phone from Guo Qifeng, his serious face showing some helplessness, and answered the phone: "Mom, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Hearing this cold and calm voice, Liu Mengsheng became angry: "Can't I come to you if nothing happens?"

Lin Subai said bluntly: "It won't be a problem for you to come to me, just tell me!"

As a son, how could he not know what his mother was like? Since she retired, she did not choose to travel around the world with her girlfriends, but instead stayed to keep an eye on him.

There was nothing else to do except urging marriage and blind dates. All kinds of strange ways of urging marriage opened Lin Subai's eyes. If he refused, they would come to the office and not let him work in peace.

"My sister Lin is in Lianhu Park right now. Please come over now."

"I have a meeting at 16:30 and can't leave. If you have anything to tell me, I'll ask Guo Qifeng to come over and help."

"Don't fool your mother. I came here to calculate your marriage fate today because I knew you were going to Lianhu Park.

What can Guo Qifeng do for your mother? Can he give your mother a grandson or help her find a daughter-in-law? Guo Qifeng is not your mother's son, you are, so you have no chance to refuse."

"Mom, superstition is not good. If fortune tellers could predict accurately, they wouldn't have set up a stall in the park and would have become immortals long ago."

"Don't change the subject. Superstition is not advisable, but as long as it helps your marriage, I will give it a try, even if it means inviting ghosts to ask about fate, let alone superstition."

Lin Subai felt his mother's obsession with his marriage, which was really a headache. He also followed his mother's orders and went on blind dates, but he had no feelings for women and did not have any romantic thoughts.

I also tried to interact with women, but as long as the distance between them was half a meter, I would feel psychologically rejected by the gender and feel disgusted.

He rubbed his handsome eyebrows, knowing his mother's character of doing what she said. If he did not agree to her, he would not be able to live in peace for the rest of his life.

Reluctantly, he compromised and said, "Send me the address and I'll go over now."

Then he said to Guo Qifeng who was traveling with him: "Please notify us of the risk assessment meeting at 16:30, which will be held via video."

"Okay, President, I'll notify them right away."

Lin Subai nodded slightly, letting Guo Qifeng busy himself and closing his eyes to rest, so that he could have the energy to deal with his mother's urging to get married.

I couldn't help but recall the crying girl I met when I went to Fenghejie Mountain for a leisure experience. She was the person of the opposite sex closest to me in all these years, except for my mother.

She was also the only girl who did not feel disgusted, but had mixed emotions in her heart and even felt a little reluctant.

At that time, I thought it was because I was too tired from work and didn’t get enough rest, and I also thought it was because I had little contact with the opposite sex.

But after I came down the mountain, I still came into contact with several opposite sexes and participated in blind dates arranged by my mother. However, my mental state did not change at all and I still felt disgusted.

After coming down the mountain, I went to see a psychologist because of this situation. The psychologist thought that I might have homosexual tendencies, but every time I thought about homosexuality, I felt even more disgusted than when I thought about the opposite sex.

The doctor judged that he might be subconsciously rejecting any opposite sex who approached him, which might be influenced by the relationship between his father and his mistress.

But Lin Subai instinctively knew that he was not influenced by his father and mistress. After all, he was not averse to the closeness of the girl he met in the pavilion, and he even felt a little happy about it.

It has been more than three months since I met that girl. It was just a chance encounter, but her voice and appearance are engraved in my mind without fading at all.