Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

The more Di Jing thought about it, the more depressed he became, and his annoyance was all written on his face.

When he looked at Di Bei again, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"If your mother was still here, we would be so happy as a family... Hey, it's all my fault."

Di Jing sighed guiltily.

Di Bei listened expressionlessly, sneering in his heart.

I didn’t cherish it when I should have cherished it, and now I’m pretending to miss it, who should I show it to?

But Di Jing has said so. If he doesn't take the opportunity to do something, wouldn't it be a waste of such a good opportunity?

Di Bei lowered his eyes, with a sad tone in his voice: "Dad, do you miss my mother?"

"Of course I do. After all, she and I have been husband and wife for more than thirty years..." Di Jing said subconsciously.

"Then if there is a chance to see her again, would you be willing to do so?" Di Bei asked quietly, with a hint of bewilderment in his tone.

"Huh?" Di Jing was stunned for a moment, feeling like someone had poured cold water on his head, and that little bit of nostalgia disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Everyone was a little panicked.

He looked around subconsciously and waved his hand to Di Bei: "Don't talk nonsense, this is impossible! Don't mention this matter again in the future!"

Are you kidding? The group of people who took Lin Jingqing away were not simple at first glance. How could he afford to offend a businessman?

He had ruined his marital happiness in the first half of his life because of Lin Jingqing, and he couldn't let her get involved in the second half of his life!

"Well, I see."

Di Bei nodded and did not ask any further questions about Di Jing's unusual reaction.

Because he knew that there was no point in asking further.

For a person like Di Jing who is selfish to the core, what is there in this world that cannot be sacrificed or given up?

What's even more sad is that, as his son, he is becoming this kind of person day by day.

If only Di Jing had died earlier!

People like him shouldn't live in this world at all!

Maybe if Di Jing died, he would be able to free himself from this inherited treacherous thought earlier and avoid falling deeper into the abyss.

Di Bei's thoughts were flying around in confusion, but he packed up the thermos bucket in an orderly manner and took away the small bowl of soup for cleaning.

"Dad, please rest, I'm leaving first."

"Okay, go ahead." Di Jing nodded, and the sadness in his heart turned into indescribable irritability.

He glanced at the bright sun outside the window and felt that it was extremely hot today.

He stopped Di Bei: "Help me lower the air conditioner temperature by two degrees!"

"it is good."

Di Bei pressed a few buttons on the central air conditioning control panel at the door before leaving.

But as the office door closed, Di Jing still felt hot. He couldn't help but pull off his tie, take off his suit jacket, and prepare to lie down on the sofa for a while.

Anyway, it was still early for the appointment with the client, so he could make it by taking a nap before going.

Outside the door, Di Bei, carrying a thermos bucket, had just turned the corner when a graceful figure walked towards her, it was Wen Qing.

When Di Bei dealt with Li Na before, Wen Qing contributed a lot. During this time, because of Di Bei's overt and covert help, she has become Di Jing's chief secretary.

But for her, she is not satisfied with just being a chief secretary!

This is not what she wants, but Di Bei has been avoiding her. She went to find him several times but could not find anyone.

At this moment, we finally met. Wen Qing stepped on high heels and walked quickly to Di Bei.

"Mr. Xiaodi, long time no see."

Wen Qing's smile was as bright as a flower, and her watery eyes stared straight at Di Bei, filled with resentment and surprise.

But Di Bei felt very bad. He felt that Wen Qing looked at him as if he were looking at prey. The meaning of utilitarian calculation was so obvious that he couldn't help but feel sick. Di Bei glanced at her coldly, walked around her and walked forward: "I borrowed it."

"Di Bei!" Wen Qing grabbed Di Bei's sleeve and shouted angrily.

She didn't expect that even though she had taken the initiative to this extent, Di Bei still kept a distance from her, as if she was some kind of savage beast.

Why didn't you act this aloof when you used her in the first place?

Wen Qing felt unhappy and took another step to the side, blocking Di Bei's path. She tried her best to be calm and invited with a smile: "Xiao Di has not had lunch yet? Why don't I treat you to lunch? A new western restaurant has been opened downstairs. , I heard it’s pretty good.”

Di Bei, however, seemed to have not received her kindness at all and refused directly: "Thank you for your kindness, but I have already eaten. Goodbye."

After saying that, he didn't give Wen Qing any chance to take advantage of him. He strode past her and stepped into the elevator faster.

As soon as he entered, he pressed the door button.

"You..." Wen Qing was unwilling and turned around to catch up.

Unfortunately, there were colleagues from other departments in the company in the elevator. Faced with so many pairs of eyes, Wen Qing could only stop abruptly.

No one in the company knew that she had helped Di Bei deal with Li Na, and no one could be allowed to think that she was familiar with Di Bei, otherwise the president's office might not be able to accommodate her.

But how could Di Bei treat her like this?

If she hadn't helped bring down Li Na, Di Bei wouldn't be in power today!

Not to mention the conveniences she secretly did for Di Bei, no matter how you look at it, she deserves a lot of credit.

But Di Bei is so stubborn that he wants to get rid of her just by writing a check. What a dream!

Wen Qing stood there, watching the elevator door close in front of her, her face as beautiful as a flower distorted.

She Wenqing can be the woman behind a man, but she will never be the bridge that is torn down!

Let’s wait and see!

Wen Qing turned around angrily and entered the president's office holding the folder.

Di Jing was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and concentrating. When he heard the knock on the door, he didn't even raise his eyelids: "Come in."

A moment later, with the sound of high heels hitting the ground, a fresh scent of perfume lingered on Di Jing's nose, which cheered him up and made him feel much less tired.

Di Jing opened his eyes, and what came into view was a graceful and graceful body.

Wen Qing did not expect Di Jing to lie down and sleep directly on the sofa. Although it was a little embarrassing, she had no choice but to hold the folder that was supposed to be sent to the desk, stand by the sofa and lean forward slightly to report to Di Jing.

"Mr. Di, here are the minutes of the shareholders' meeting this morning. I have compiled them. There are also several financial plans that need your review and signature..."

Wen Qing spoke dutifully, a little faster, and just wanted to finish speaking quickly and leave.

Di Jing listened absentmindedly.

He was lying down and Wen Qing was standing.

Looking from his angle, he could just see Wen Qing's slightly ridged snow-white chest, as well as her slender waist.

Further down, there are the buttocks wrapped in a professional suit skirt and the slender and straight calves under the skirt.

Di Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, and the heat that had finally dissipated suddenly returned, exploding in his limbs and bones, causing his body to suddenly surge with heat!

"Wen Qing, how many years have you been here at the CEO Office?"

Di Jing spoke casually, his breath filled with scalding heat.

Wen Qing's return was suddenly interrupted, and she was slightly startled, feeling a little confused.

"I, I have been here for three years...Mr. Di, did I say something wrong?" (End of Chapter)