surrender to her

Chapter 71 Misunderstanding
Knock on the door at this time?
it's not good……

Nie Junbin raised and lowered his hands, put them down and raised them again, remembering that when he first entered the industry as an intern and gave the department's annual report at a major meeting attended by the big bosses, he didn't break out in so much cold sweat.

Now, he was drenched in cold sweat because he ran into the boss' daughter and his little boyfriend eating the forbidden fruit...

Is this meal a must?!He wished to go back to 5 minutes ago, and replied: No, Mr. Meng, you don’t understand the joy of saving money brought by a dozen of takeaways...

What to do, what to do, Nie Junbin's high-intensity brain comparable to artificial intelligence trained by his fucking secret assistant profession for more than ten years has not yet calculated a good solution.

Until a hand patted his shoulder from behind, Nie Junbin's legs softened, and he almost fell to his knees by the two little ancestors inside through the door.

Meng Zhixing asked: "Is it there after knocking? I heard her voice, what is this girl yelling at home..."

"..." Nie Junbin sounded the alarm in his heart, and silently counted down the life of the boy inside. At the same time, he didn't forget to edit the belly draft that would make Mr. Meng angry later, although there is a high probability... no, yes Definitely not working.

Alas, young man, you have chosen a shortcut to the sky well, but if you go in the wrong direction, it will be a precipice!

3, 2, 1...

Meng Zhixing didn't pay attention to the movement inside, and knocked on the door a few times, "Guy Cheng...Guy Cheng? Are you in the room? Dad has gone in."

The doorknob clicked, and then the door was pushed open, and the picture and sound in the room were instantly synchronized and clear.

Meng Cheng hugged the pillow and lay on the bed, dragging one leg to contend with him, trying to escape, "Oh, He Liangchi, can you stop rubbing it! It will really hurt there!"

He Liangchi held her calf to prevent her from hiding, and slowly reasoned with her in a calm voice: "But the doctor said that when applying the medicine, you need to cooperate with rubbing to make the ointment absorb better. Reduce swelling."

Meng Chenghao: "But it hurts!"

He Liangchi was soft and hard, and taught her unkindly: "Then remember the pain now, and walk well in the future, don't be distracted, don't play with your phone."

Meng Cheng appealed: "I didn't play with my phone this time! It's not all because you confessed to me suddenly! I'm excited!"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Meng Zhixing's old face was ashamed, and he almost coughed out his lungs.

He Liangchi: "..."

"Old Meng...you're back!" Meng Cheng seemed to see the savior, with tears in his eyes, "Save your dear daughter who is dying..."

Meng Zhixing was a little afraid of disturbing them. When he approached and saw his girl's feet swollen like braised pig's trotters, he couldn't care less, and immediately asked anxiously, "What's the matter? How did it get so swollen?"

"I sprained myself while walking..." Meng Cheng was about to cry because of his stupidity.

"Oh..." Meng Zhixing used words to play: "Is it because Xiao He confessed to you that you were too excited?"

Meng Cheng: "..."

He Liangchi: "..."

Meng Zhixing laughed twice, and stopped teasing them. He knew he had been to the hospital just by looking at his posture, but he still asked for confirmation, "Did you take the film? Is the bone okay?"

He looked at He Liangchi and asked, and the latter replied naturally: "It's okay, it's just that the swelling is severe. The doctor said to move less and apply the medicine for a few days on time and it will be fine."

Meng Zhixing nodded, "Xiao He is right, you have to correct your habit of looking at your mobile phone while walking, although you didn't play with your mobile phone this time, it's because..."

Meng Cheng suddenly saw Assistant Nie outside the door, and covered his face with a pillow: "Oh, Dad! Stop talking!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything..." Meng Zhixing retreated outside the door, "The middle-aged and elderly people don't bother you, okay, you can continue to apply medicine, that Xiaohe, she is afraid of pain, so take it easy."

He Liangchi nodded.

"I'll call you when the meal is ready. I have to have a drink with Xiaohe."

He Liangchi: "..."

The door was closed again.

Meng Zhi walked a few steps and then turned back, looked suspiciously at Nie Junbin who was still standing there, and shouted: "Go, Xiao Nie, why are you so dazed? The rice I made is not very edible, so I can only help you gone."

Nie Junbin pushed down his glasses, wiped the sweat that had dried up on his forehead, and followed him nonchalantly, "It's nothing, just wait and eat the ready-made ones..."

No... How can you call it like that after applying medicine?
Sure enough, people with a yellow heart hear everything yellow——Nie Junbin gave this sentence to himself.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't laugh or cry, it was an oolong mess.

Lao Meng's words came from the front: "That won't work, you will be my assistant at work, and I will be your assistant in the kitchen."

Nie Junbin smiled on his gentle and elegant face.

After applying the medicine, Meng Cheng shouted until his throat was dry, He Liangchi fetched her a glass of water and handed it over.

Meng Cheng drank it in one gulp, put the water glass on the bedside table, and turned his head to find that He Liangchi's gaze fell on a few photo frames placed on the dressing table beside him, looking at them seriously.

Meng Cheng reached for the one on the side, and lightly brushed the face of the young woman with his fingertips, "Isn't she pretty? This is my mother, does she look like me?"

He Liangchi had actually realized something, sat down beside her, and said softly: "Well, you are all beautiful."

"But I don't even have a photo with her." Meng Cheng smiled lightly, but there was a bit of sadness between his brows, "He Liangchi, let me tell you the story of my father and my mother."

He Liangchi held her hand, "Okay."

"My dad said that I didn't inherit my mother's ladylike temperament at all. My mother was very gentle and never even spoke loudly. They met at the Beihe Grand Theater nearby. My dad also fell in love with my mother at first sight... ..."

"My mother has a very poetic and gentle name, Fu Yunwan."

It happened to be in the season of bright autumn, and on a sunny afternoon, Meng Zhixing rushed from the capital to Beihe for business talks, and the partner made an appointment at the famous Jianbiao Grand Theater in Beihe.

I remember that Meng Zhixing was a little tired from the busy schedule day and night at that time, and wanted to negotiate a cooperation as soon as possible, thinking that there was really no need to waste time listening to the show.

But at the moment when the red curtain opened, Fu Yunwan, dressed in exquisite costumes and wearing a pearl hairpin helmet, appeared in the center of the stage. She was beautiful and beautiful, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes. The first sentence she spoke was exactly what Meng Zhixing had just thought of. Negotiation methods popped out of mind.

To be honest, Meng Zhixing's first thought at that time was that it might be a beauty trick by the other party in order to get him to agree to make a profit.

He never took his eyes off center stage, nor did he have the slightest thought about the contract.

(End of this chapter)