Baby is too tempting: Uncle, it hurts

Tang Doudou took a bite of durian cake and smiled at him: "you are a threat, very threatening."

It seems that it's better to eat less lollipops in front of him in the future, or she won't lose much if she can't buy lollipops one day.

Seven nights went back to work. Just after signing a contract, the internal special line telephone on the desk rang.

He pressed to answer, and a voice immediately came from the end: "president, Miss Zhao is coming. Let her in now."

Seven nights turned to look at Tang Doudou and saw that she was doing questions while eating durian pastry. He enjoyed it very much. He said coldly, "tell her I'm not free."

Then he cut straight to the special line.

At the front desk of the company, the secretary was sorry to explain to Zhao Qingshan: "sorry, Miss Zhao, the president is busy now and has no time to see customers."

"Well, I see." Zhao Qingshan didn't embarrass the Secretary, but put the thermos pot on the front desk, smiled and said, "please hand it over to him and tell him that this is the chicken soup cooked by Qibo's mother for him."

"OK, I'll deliver it."

After Zhao Qingshan left, several female staff at the front desk began to gossip.

"Is she Zhao Qingshan?"

"Yes, that's her. She just came back from studying abroad and recently took the post of CEO of Ruijiang enterprise. The night city is so big that I really can't find several female presidents. They are really powerful."

"Strength is the second, luck is the first." A female clerk smiled. "Her parents are officials, have contacts and connections, and have paved the way for her long ago."

"It's true that it doesn't matter these days. It's really hard to get ahead. Employees like us, the civilian class, just work hard and continue to struggle. Maybe we will meet a noble one day and get rich."

"Bang..."

Everyone laughed and the topic passed.

The secretary sent the chicken soup to the president's office and asked her to put it down.

Qiye got up, took down a delicate small porcelain bowl from the back wine cabinet, opened the thermos pot, filled half a bowl of chicken soup with a spoon and brought it to Tang Doudou.

"Drink more and replenish your brain."

The first second Tang Doudou was still happy. The next second, his mood was destroyed by the man.

"Chicken soup is to replenish qi and blood." Elongate the small face and correct it.

Qi Ye raised her lips and didn't speak. She reached out and rubbed her hair. Then she went back to her position and sat down and began to browse the information in the mailbox.

Tang Doudou took a sip of chicken soup and remembered that when the secretary brought it in just now, she said it was the soup made by seven mothers. She suddenly felt very bad in her heart.

She bit her lip and looked at Qiye's side face. She wanted to ask him something, but she didn't know how. She just couldn't say it.

Qiye noticed something wrong with her, turned to look at her, saw her wring her eyebrows, a worried look, and asked, "what's the matter?"

"It's all right." Tang Doudou immediately stretched his eyebrows, smiled and said, "I just think you should take a good look when you work hard."

"Fool."

The voice of seven nights is inexplicably soft. With a little tenderness, it can easily capture people's heart.

Tang Doudou lowered his head and drank chicken soup silently.

She has been thinking about the question of the message in her heart, making a choice between asking and not asking.

She was not afraid, she was just worried that if she said it, it would destroy the relationship between their mother and son.

Since childhood, she has always known the kindness of Qi's mother to Qi Ye's brother. Anything she makes and any decision must be for the consideration and consideration of his son.

Finally, Tang Doudou still didn't ask.

When she came home at night, she lay in bed and thought for a long time, but she still deleted the message.

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