After parting with Lin Yixuan.

Song Qingyu went to buy a lot of daily necessities and returned to the Song family with a lot of bags.

"Miss, just call me and I'll arrange someone to pick you up..."

When Wang Ma saw her carrying so many things, she was scared to death.

Take it quickly.

"You are pregnant now, you can't ignore your body like this."

Madam told her.

You must take good care of the lady, if anything goes wrong

She couldn't afford it.

"Oh, it's okay. I'm not that fragile."

Song Qingyu smiled.

Take out the things you bought today from the bag.

"Mother Wang, do you think this is good-looking?"

She pulled out a piece of baby clothing and a smile appeared on her face.

Mother Wang took one look and was overjoyed.

It was a baby boy's baby clothes, blue and very cute.

"It looks good. Miss, did you sense that the baby in your belly is a son? He will definitely look like his father when the time comes."

Aunt Wang said cheerfully.

Song Qingyu paused in what he was doing.

Shen Shian's face subconsciously appeared in my mind, and I looked a little uncomfortable.

"It should be a girl."

"The girl is pretty too, just like the young lady, and very likable..."

The elderly like both men and women.

Song Qingyu smiled.

After packing up my things, I went upstairs.

Jiang Min-ya had already arranged for someone to take care of the villa in advance. The layout and furnishings were exactly the same as before. She almost had an illusion that she had lived here all her life.

Never left.

She didn't live in the master bedroom.

The master bedroom remains the same as it was when my parents were alive.

She walked into the bedroom.

He stroked the group photo on the table, his fingers stroking the photo, a relieved smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Mom, I'm back."

The woman in the photo was still looking at her tenderly.

"I don't know if this decision is right or not. Will you blame me for disappointing Mother Jiang?"

No one answered her.

Song Qingyu stayed in the room silently for a long time before leaving.

School work.

She has already resigned.

The students knew that she had resigned, and some even went to her Weibo to try to keep her.

Song Qingyu simply hid all the updates on Shi Yu's Weibo and also set permissions to prohibit comments.

the next day.

I made an appointment with Wang Jingming to go to the company.

She drove to Ruixing by herself.

Not yet at the door.

Then she saw Wang Jingming standing at the door. When he saw her coming, he came over from a distance and personally opened the car door for Song Qingyu.

"Uncle Wang, you don't have to wait for me at the door."

Wang Jingming uttered an "Ah".

"Uncle Wang's wish of many years has finally come true. Why don't you let Uncle Wang come pick you up?"

He was smiling.

Always following behind Song Qingyu.

He completely treated Song Qingyu as his own leader.

The other Ruixing employees who didn't know what was going on all looked at him curiously.

"Come this way."

Wang Jingming led her into the special elevator.

After getting out of the elevator, she was taken to the general manager's office.

Open the office door.

Shen Zhixu was stunned.

She said to Wang Jingming helplessly: "Uncle Wang, you don't have to do this..."

It's only been a few days.

The office has completely changed its look.

Before, they were all Wang Jingming's stuff, but now they are completely designed according to girls' preferences. Even the office chairs are pink, which is the color girls like...

"Uncle Wang remembers you, and you loved pink before. I don't know if you still like it now, so I can only ask someone to design it based on what I know about you."

Wang Jingming smiled innocently.

The discomfort in Song Qingyu's heart turned into guilt after hearing what he said.

In the eyes of my father's friends.

She is still the little girl who liked to wear pink skirts when she was young.

"Uncle Wang, thank you."

She thanks.

Wang Jingming smiled and said, "What is there to thank you for? I'm sorry to say that I watched you grow up. In my heart, you are almost like a daughter. If it weren't for Mr. Song's accident...Okay, okay, let's not talk about these unhappy things. Come in and take a look. Uncle Wang has asked the secretary to prepare everything you need to learn. By the way, Xiao Liu, come in."

A woman in business attire came in.

She was dressed very smartly, with neat short hair. She walked in front of Song Qingyu and nodded slightly.

"Mr. Song."

Then, he said to Wang Jingming, "Boss Wang, what do you want me to do?"

"Don't call me Mr. Wang."

Wang Jingming frowned.

"I've told you so many times that Xiaoyu is here. You should listen to her from now on. Xiaoyu, this is Xiaoliu, my secretary for several years. She can help you a lot. Xiaoliu, meet Mr. Song."

"Yes……"

Xiao Liu glanced at Song Qingyu.

Reluctantly: "Mr. Song."

"you……"

Wang Jingming was displeased.

Just about to scold.

"Uncle Wang, let her go first. I have something to tell you."

Song Qingyu didn't care and talked to Wang Jingming.

Wang Jingming waved his hand and let Xiao Liu go down first.

"sit down."

Look, he is standing aside and not sitting.

Song Qingyu felt very uncomfortable and asked him to sit down.

Wang Jingming then rubbed his hands and sat down on the sofa, keeping a very humble attitude, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Uncle Wang, I meant what I said before."

She said sincerely, "There are many things in the company that I don't understand. You are my father's former good friend, and you manage Ruixing single-handedly. I believe that besides me, there are many employees who hope that you will stay and continue to lead them."

"This won't work."

Wang Jingming shook his head repeatedly.

"This company originally belongs to you. Don't take Xiao Liu's attitude to heart. She is just young..."

"It has nothing to do with Xiao Liu."

Song Qingyu explained.

"That's what I've always thought."

"..."

Wang Jingming looked at her for a long time, and finally, he sighed helplessly.

"Since you said so, Xiaoyu, I will obey your orders. But Mr. Shen and Little Mr. Shen...will they think too much?"

he asked tentatively.

Behind the lenses, the eyes flickered with a dim light.

Song Qingyu didn't notice.

"It's okay. They support me in doing this. I'll need more guidance from Uncle Wang in the future."

"Well, I will definitely assist Mr. Song seriously in the future, but you must not refuse this office and the title of general manager!"

"……All right."

Song Qingyu nodded helplessly and agreed.

After Wang Jingming went out, she opened the safe, which contained some confidential documents and important projects of Ruixing.

I took it out and looked at it carefully.

I felt dizzy after a while.

She really isn't suited to this line of work. Just looking at those numbers and professional terms gives her a headache.

She rubbed her temples.

I continued flipping through the pages and unexpectedly saw Shen Shian's name.

Not just one place, but many.

Many of the projects that helped Ruixing make money were done by Shen Shian.

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