Seven little cute babies: President Daddy, good morning meow

Chapter 48 This Boss Zheng is in a hurry to jump the wall
Zhou Qiuzhu immediately smoothed things over with a smile, "How could it be, Yiyi, what are you talking about? People sent by Mr. Zheng."

"nothing dealing with you."

"..." Zhou Qiuzhu was so stunned that he had to shut up.

Zheng Jile then laughed, sat down again and said, "Miss Wang really knows how to joke, why can't I understand what you are talking about? I just heard from Qiuzhu that you have a godfather behind the scenes to help you, so, I think Please talk to your godfather to see if you can accommodate me, so that everyone will be better."

"Hehe, godfather?" She couldn't help looking at Zhou Qiuzhu, a big pig.

Zhou Qiuzhu turned her face away, not daring to look at her anymore.But I still couldn't help muttering, "If you didn't have a godfather, would you be able to send your oily daughter to such a good school? Can you still enter the best university in the city to recharge?"

Wang Xiangyi is so funny, this dead pig! "The one with the surname Pig,"

Zhou Qiuzhu turned his face to look at her, his eyes widened, "What? My surname is Zhou!"

"Is there any difference?" Wang Xiangyi couldn't help staring at him, "Be honest with me, don't pester me in the future, and don't make rumors about me outside. I am a clean single mother. There is no old man behind her." Godfather, if you talk nonsense to others in the future, I will cut off your tongue."

She can really do it, hum!

Zhou Qiuzhu really felt that she could be so ruthless now, but if it was her in the past, she might not be able to be so ruthless.

But it's a pity that she is not what she used to be.

Ugh--

"Yiyi, why don't you stay with me so that no one will talk about you?"

Zhou Qiuzhu yelled at her back again.

But it is of no use.

Zheng Jile was also so annoyed that he propped his head on his hands, unable to eat anything.
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When Wang Xiangyi returned to her own villa, she received a truckload of couriers, all of which were brand-name bags, clothes, shoes, and lipstick sets.

This made her feel strange, sitting in the room and dismantling the courier for several hours.

Look at the name of the person on the courier slip is to hand the knife to the boss!

puff--

What does this name mean?

Who will send the courier to her?

Could it be Mr. Shen?
She tried all the clothes, shoes and bags, as if they were tailor-made for her, and they were very suitable for her.

After Boss Shen came back from the company, she put on a suit and tried it out.

"Mr. Shen, you're back."

Shen Gong got out of the car late, and pressed the car key in his hand.

Walking towards her, "New?"

"Yeah." She nodded, "How is it?"

Shen Gongchi walked to her side and looked it over, "The new limited edition? A set costs 80, including your shoes, and the whole set costs 500 million."

"Hmm, I have not only this set, but also many sets, thank you Mr. Shen for your kindness!" Wang Xiangyi nodded happily.

"What kindness?" Shen Gongchi stared at her.

Only then did she look at Shen Gongchi, feeling that the courier really wasn't sent to her by Shen Gongchi.

Could it be that these clothes and bags were not sent to her late by Shen Gong?
Who would that be?

"Mr. Shen, do you have any impression of this dress?"

"I went to the press conference, what's the matter?" This was his impression of the clothes.

"Hehe," she twitched the corners of her mouth, it seemed that she had misunderstood her sentimentality. "That's nothing. Does Mr. Shen have the habit of sending couriers to others?"

"No."

"Oh—" She was still imagining, maybe Mr. Shen wanted to give her a surprise?

But, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it.

But if it wasn't Mr. Shen, who would it be?

"Mr. Shen, you are tired after a busy day. Go in and rest early." After that, she was about to run to her villa.

Shen Gongchi stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist, "Tell me what's the matter, and I'll help you solve it."

"Nothing." She withdrew her hand and left.

This should be a wasteful thing, why is it so weird?
Pass the knife to the boss?

Who.

Chasing her?

Zhou Qiuzhu? ? ? ?

Impossible impossible.

That pig would have so much money to buy these things, and be so romantic?

It's just that she couldn't think of anyone other than Mr. Shen.

The person who gave her something always showed up, though.

She doesn't have to worry too much.

I changed my clothes, made another mask, and lay down on the sofa to write lyrics for the children.

When the children are not at home, she looks particularly fresh, and the house is much quieter.

If the children come back to the house, the house will be very lively.

Lively and lively are good, quiet and quiet are good.

Half an hour later, she finally wrote a sentence: I want to go to that Jiangnan path to see if Lord Luohuashi is still there.

She was not satisfied with the writing, so she crossed it out again.

So much so that after two hours passed, I wrote another sentence: Where the wind blows, your eyebrows and eyes, and where the rain passes, your sleeves.

When it was crossed out again, it was discovered that Shen Gong was late.

And it looked like it had just been washed.

The hair was dripping with water.

What is he doing here?
He just slept on his side, and she slept pretty well in her villa here.

Since Xiao Qibao was not at home, there was no need for them to sleep together.

"Mr. Shen,"

"Miss Wang," Shen Gong sat across from her before he finished speaking, and took a look at her notebook with his long arm stretched out, "Not bad."

"Hehe, it's not good." She smiled and waved her hands, her writing was really not up to the table. "Mr. Shen, why don't you write this word? It must be very fast. A song can be written in an hour."

"The meaning you wrote is different!" Shen Gongchi put down the notebook and stared at her.

She was stunned for a moment, because his eyes were particularly deep and beautiful.

"Hehe, it seems to be the same,"

"What do you want to do?" Shen Gongchi put down his notebook, and asked calmly.

She thought for a while and said, "There are many things I want to do, but I just don't know which one is better to do."

"Tell me."

"Let's open a shop, but for food, drink and clothing, these shops are too common, and many people have opened them. If I invest in it, it doesn't seem to have any effect."

"Ah."

"However, let's open another shop, and I think it will be of no use."

"What do you like?" Shen Gongchi stared at her with his legs crossed.

"Like traditional culture,"

"Then invest in this area. The fourth child likes to learn opera, and I have never agreed."

"Why don't you agree?" She thought it would be good to learn drama.

"Traditional Opera!"

"Oh." She also said traditional opera, "singing and dancing are more popular now, but there are fewer traditional operas. If the fourth child likes to learn opera, I can let him learn it."

"He's a man."

"Why can't a man learn to play, as long as he likes it!" Wang Xiangyi doesn't have so many conditions, as long as the child likes it.

"Don't men think it's motherly to learn drama?" Shen Gong raised his eyebrows late.

"That's okay. And opera is a cultural art, an intangible cultural heritage worthy of respect, and I think it should be passed on."

"You like it too?"

"Fortunately, when I was abroad, I saw some theater troupe going abroad to perform in the streets and alleys. At that time, I felt very kind, and felt like a root!"

"En." Shen Gongchi nodded.

"Then let me open an opera studio first, and let the fourth child learn in it." Suddenly her eyes lit up, and she felt that there was a way out.

"also."

"Hehe," Wang Xiangyi saw that he still didn't leave, it was already at this point, and he was still sitting opposite, let's go.

He didn't leave either, just sat there, looking at her.

There seemed to be some emotional tension tugging between the two.

It's like seeing who will be determined enough to succeed in the end.

(End of this chapter)