CEO Husband, Please hold me tight !

Su Luan breathed a sigh of relief, clearly listed on the itinerary, Deng Yaxin marked a small triangle with red pen.

Today, there are three or four trips, and only one Charity Club is marked as small triangle.

"What does this charity matter?"

Su Luan points the notes on the paper.

When he was in the capital, Lu Shaosong also attended several charity meetings.

It's nothing more than that some so-called entrepreneurs or stars go up to make a speech that is not very far away from heart, and then announce to donate something.

Lu Shaosong usually doesn't like this kind of activity very much, and ye Huaiyan and his wife seldom go.

However, ye Huaiyan's and his wife's donations were made in private, and they were never publicized.

"This is a welfare home for disabled children. The sponsor is the president of moose group. Now Mu almost monopolizes all markets in Z City, which is his first appearance in large public places since he returned home. A lot of companies have taken the lead for a place

Deng Yaxin looks at Su Luan carefully.

She didn't know much about Su Luan and muyucheng.

Although she is Su Luan's secretary, many things are just hearsay.

For example, Mu Yucheng and Su Luan divorced because they wanted to marry Bai Jingrou. Although they did not get married later, it did not hinder their divorce.

She knew that Su Luan had lost her memory, so she didn't dare to say more.

Su Luan's eyes twinkled and thought of Ye Qingtong's words.

Ye Qingtong said that president Mu was her ex husband and that he had been abroad in recent years.

Now and Deng Yaxin said the same thing, let her heart began to beat.

Before listening to Ye Qingtong's narration, I only felt like listening to a story. I didn't feel much at all. Now I think what kind of man he is.

And why did they divorce?

If that man has such a background, how can the Ye family not look up to it?

The malicious speculation of those reporters at the press conference simply did not hold water.

"What time does the charity start?"

Su Luan looked at the time. It was half past ten.

"At 3 p.m., at the welfare home for disabled children."

"Well, you will accompany me this afternoon."

Su Luan nodded and began to check Su's documents over the years.

Deng Yaxin nodded and backed out.

At 2:40 p.m., Su Luan and Deng Yaxin came to the welfare home on Minghu road.

The parking lot is full of luxury cars, and the driver has been looking for it for a long time, but he can't find a parking space.

Su Luan and Deng Yaxin got out of the car on the side of the road and asked him to drive to the mall on the other road first.

Entering the welfare home, many well-dressed people speak in groups. Although few people speak loudly, they still seem noisy.

Su Luan frowned slightly. Looking up, she saw a group of children on the second floor looking down at the fence, full of novelty.

These people are nominally to help these children, but they only care about a social exchange, and no one goes to see the children.

"Miss Su, there are two big customers over there. Would you like to say hello?"

Deng Yaxin took two glasses of red wine and handed it to Su Luan. She asked softly.

Su Luan pondered for a while and shook his head slightly: "this is not a party after all. We'd better wait for the charity to start first."

She always thinks it's not good to sell dog meat with sheep's head.

If you want to socialize, how good is it to find a place like a hotel?

Why come here to disturb the children's peace?

In the heart, to that put on a gimmick's president also a little bit dissatisfied.

"Mu Shao is here."

I don't know who in the crowd called out, and the people chatting with each other slowly dispersed, revealing the figure coming in from the door.

Su Luan staggered in front of her head to look at the past, only to see a straight suit of men striding inside, as the focus of attention of the crowd is not afraid.

Gu Tan's deep eyes are full of cold, thin Yi's lips are slightly pursed, and his facial features are poetic and picturesque. He is really a charming man.

Rao is facing Lu Shaosong's face all day long. Su Luan has to admit that this man is more beautiful than Lu Shaosong.

However, compared with Lu Shaosong's feminine beauty, this man's beautiful face shows no femininity at all. He is upright and resolute, and looks like an ancient emperor.

Next to him was a delicate woman in a white dress. The woman's petal like pink lips were waving a just right smile. Occasionally, she looked at the man's eyes with burning love that could not be ignored.

Su Luan is stunned. Who is that woman?

If this man is her ex husband, now that there are other women around, will you want to remarry with her?

"How can Bai Jingrou be with him? Is mu Shao really going to marry her

Behind her, Deng Yaxin murmured.

"Do you know her?"

Su Luan stepped back and hid himself behind the crowd.Deng Yaxin covers her mouth in a hurry and looks at Su Luan in a daze.

Su Luan sees this, in the heart already had a bit of conjecture.

Maybe they got divorced and had something to do with this woman?

"This is mu Shao, the president of Mu's group. I don't think you're new here. "

A little old woman's voice sounded in front of her, all of them tacit agreement to stop talking and listen quietly.

"In recent years, although Mu Shao is not in China, he has been subsidizing welfare homes. A lot of children have recovered to health with the help of MoO Shao and go to school like normal people

Scattered applause rang out, but a second or two drove the whole audience.

The old woman raised her hand again, motioned for everyone to stop and introduced another person with a smile.

"Miss Bai Jingrou has been a volunteer in our welfare home since she was 18 years old, and it has been 11 years now. Even if the white family is down, it has not stopped. "

"The president is serious. I used to have heart disease. I knew it was not easy for disabled children, so I wanted to help them as much as I could. I'm not as great as you say

The woman's shy voice sounded behind the Dean, as if she was a little embarrassed by praise.

Su Luan thought it was a little inconceivable.

She seems to have been 28 years old after listening to the president's words. However, the manner and tone of her speech and the soft voice made her think she was only 18.

After that, the old dean asked Mu Yucheng to speak.

The deep voice is a bit cold and can't be said.

Without saying a few words, he got off the stage and gave the chance to show off to others.

Su Luan blinked, and he was lost in the crowd.

She did not deliberately look for, slightly lowered her head, looking at the hand of red wine in the sun under the role of the wrist projection of a piece of light.

"Luan Luan."

There was a whisper not far behind.

The deep voice is like a stone falling on the calm lake, rippling layer upon layer.

Love makes people indulge in the heart, around the tip of the heart.

Like a soft hand around her heart, not light and heavy touch, add a touch of red to her ears.

The voice was so light that it seemed to blow her away in a careless breath.

But it still made her shiver.