After a secret marriage, the heir to a wealthy family asks to make it public every day

All afternoon, Song Jinshu felt extremely anxious when he thought of that light kiss.

Then I couldn't help but smile.

All this was seen by colleagues in the office, and everyone speculated that the girl must be in love.

But the gossip-loving Su Pengpeng was no longer here, and no one asked her about it; they just imagined it.

Seeing Song Jinshu's happy expression, Lao Weiwei gnashed her teeth in hatred. But she also felt that the man Song Jinshu liked would not be someone who was not good enough, so she secretly cursed that she and that man would not have a good ending.

Thinking about her thin middle-aged fiancé, Lao Weiwei felt uncomfortable. After all, she didn't choose that man herself, but was introduced to her by her lover and boss, Director Chen.

She knew there was a deal between them, but now she felt like she was part of their deal.

This made her very unhappy, but she could do nothing about it. Unless she was determined to fight to the death, she would always be in their hands.

Song Jinshu didn't know that Lao Weiwei had already hated her. The joy of her first love made her unable to hide her emotions. After calming down, she was finally able to work hard and finished today's work until the end of the working day.

After packing her things, she was about to take the bus home, but was stopped by Li Yiming, "Jinshu, next notice."

Song Jinshu was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay, Director!"

Zhang Qiming, who had already walked to the door, stopped and was about to say something when he heard Li Yiming say to him, "Director Zhang, it's just a notice, it will only take a few minutes, you can go home now!"

Looking at Song Jinshu, Zhang Qiming nodded, but still reminded Song Jinshu, "Jinshu, go home quickly after the notice is issued."

"Okay!" Song Jinshu smiled.

Seeing Zhang Qiming leave, Li Yiming walked over and closed the office door, then walked to Song Jinshu with the draft paper, "I'll read, you type!"

"Director, let me watch you type, faster!" Song Jinshu stood up, took a step to the other side of the chair, distanced himself from Li Yiming, and took the draft paper in his hand.

But, this is just a blank piece of paper!

Li Yiming smiled lightly, "I haven't had time to write yet! Come on, I'll tell you, and you hit me!"

"Director, please go sit over there with Brother Li. It's so tiring to stand all the time!" Song Jinshu didn't move and said to him with a forced smile.

After staring at Song Jinshu for a long time, Li Yiming walked to the opposite table and sat down. His face was gloomy and he looked very unhappy.

Song Jinshu sat down again, "Director, go ahead!"

But Li Yiming was no longer in the mood to talk. He stood up and said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow!"

Watching him walk away, Song Jinshu was a little angry, "Then I'm off work, Director!"

After turning off the computer, Song Jinshu hurried out of the office, ran quickly through the corridor, and slowed down when she reached the lobby. She was very angry and uneasy. Even if she was slow, she knew that Li Yiming's behavior just now was excessive, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was workplace harassment.

The sudden ring of her cell phone startled her. She covered her chest with one hand and answered the call with the other, "Lanlan!"

"Baby, where are you?" Moran asked.

Song Jinshu walked out of the hall. "I just got off work. What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I haven't seen you for a while, and I wanted to have dinner with you. I'll pick you up!"

Song Jinshu refused, "You are pregnant, so stop running back and forth! Just tell me where you are and I will find you!"

"Then let's go eat vegetarian food!" Moran sighed, "I can't smell any fishy smell now, and I can't eat any meat. Do you remember that vegetarian restaurant? We went there once last year."

Song Jinshu smiled, "I know, see you later!"

Walking to the side of the road, Song Jinshu stood on the roadside to hail a taxi. She did not notice that Li Yiming had been standing in front of the office window looking at her.

After taking a taxi to the vegetarian restaurant that Mo Lan mentioned, Song Jinshu saw that she was already sitting at a table. She walked over and found that Mo Lan was in a daze, so she sat down opposite her.

After a while, Mo Lan came back to his senses and found that Song Jinshu had arrived. He said in a light tone: "You are here!"

"Have you lost weight? Have you not been eating well?"

Moran smiled bitterly, "How can you be fat if you throw up after eating something?"

"Didn't you see a doctor?" Song Jinshu was very worried.

Moran shook her head. "Many women experience morning sickness! Do you think being a mother is that easy?"

The waiter started serving the dishes. Song Jinshu pointed at the dishes in front of him and asked, "Is this okay to eat?"

"It's hard to say!" Moran picked up the chopsticks, picked up a little food, put it in his mouth, and chewed slowly.

After swallowing the food, Mo Lan said to Song Jinshu who had been staring at him, "Eat yours! Leave me alone!"

The vegetarian dishes in this restaurant are really delicious, otherwise they wouldn't have been open for several years. Song Jinshu ate with big mouthfuls, without any thought of dieting.

After eating a few bites of food, Moran stopped eating and kept drinking fruit juice with ice. "How have you been lately?"

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that I have passed subject three and will take subject four soon. I can get the certificate after I finish the test." Song Jinshu said happily.

Moran also smiled, "That's great! As long as you get the license, there will be absolutely no problem on the road."

"Why?" Song Jinshu put down his chopsticks and took a sip of the drink.

Moran looked at her and said, "You are emotionally stable and never panic when things go wrong. This is the best quality for a driver."

"The main thing is that panicking won't solve the problem, slow things down and things will turn out well!"

Moran held her chin with one hand and looked at her bestie. "My dear, I often wonder what kind of person you will marry. I guess boys of similar age with little experience would not be in your eyes at all. You are so mature, you will definitely not look for a simple boy."

Jiang Jinfeng's appearance flashed through his mind, and Song Jinshu nodded, "The analysis is correct!"

"Do you have a target now? Or is someone chasing you?" Moran's gossipy heart became excited again.

Song Jinshu knew that if she hid the marriage certificate from Mo Lan, she would still have room for explanation in the future. But if she suddenly told Mo Lan that she was married, she was afraid that Mo Lan would break off the friendship with her. So today was a good opportunity to show her a little bit.

"There's someone we have a good impression of each other with." Song Jinshu said while watching Moran's reaction.

As expected, Moran's eyes widened. "Tell the truth! What kind of person is he and what does he do?"

"He is six years older than me, tall and handsome, works in the same company, has a large family, and the relationships are quite complicated."

Moran suddenly burst into laughter, and then said, "Honey, you keep saying that I look at faces, but I find that you are not that promising compared to me. Do you have a photo of him? Let me see it!"

"No!" Song Jinshu thought: There is his photo on the marriage certificate, but I can't let you see it now!

Moran said, “Take a picture sometime!”