CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

"Calm down, president. We'll blow him out right away." This is the end of the matter, so we have to get rid of this woman in a hurry, otherwise we will lose our job.

In this way, he was dragged out by two security guards, but Shen Qingqing didn't give up. He had already arrived here and didn't want to give up.

"President Jiang, I beg you, you should satisfy a wish as a mother, let me see you."

Mother's wish?

There is a small mirror on the top left of the office, which just reflects the wave in the eyes of the person sitting on the office chair. It vibrates slightly, suddenly cold and not surprised.

In the panic, Shen Qingqing still tried to look at the mirror that reflected a little bit of the president's half face, trying to distinguish. Even though it was only half face, it looked more and more like ink.

"Mo Mo! You are Mo Mo, aren't you? " There is no other way, Shen Qingqing can only guess, even if others think she is crazy.

But the strength of the security is more and more big, Shen Qingqing didn't see that calm face, when she called out ink, there were layers of ripples again.

Afraid of Shen Qingqing's desperate struggle, she was dragged to the elevator by two powerful security guards, ready to take her downstairs and throw her out of the company.

"Wait!"

This sound of indifference with a very deterrent order, so that the two security quickly stopped the action.

Seeing the hope, Shen Qingqing stares at the bead in surprise, and then walks towards the office door.

"Auntie, if you come one step closer, don't blame me for being rude."

The indifferent language was like magic, which made Shen Qingqing stop immediately.

She thought that when she called out Mo Mo, the little President let the security guard put her down, so she was most likely Mo Mo's.

"I'm sorry to disturb you so rashly. I know it's very bad, but today I just want to ask you, are you my ink?" Shen Qingqing's yearning for her son is close to madness. When she asks this question, she almost shakes her voice.

"You're mistaken. My mother died long ago."

"Mother" these two words inexplicably in the mouth of this small president bite very heavy, inexplicably let people feel that this tone is filled with a strong hatred.

To get this answer, Shen Qingqing felt very strange, but could not say what was wrong. She could only ask again, "what about your father?"

"My dad's home sick."

"Can you tell me your father's name?" While asking questions, Shen Qingqing carefully observed the small mirror.

His eyebrows were cold, and now he was impatient for several times. "This lady, are you here to inquire about my privacy? Who the hell are you? "

"No No, I'm sorry, you misunderstood. I just feel your voice and your Your whole body looks like an old friend of mine. "

Old friend? It means that even her son won't admit it, does it?

Because this "old friend", just a little shaken by the word "mother", once again reinforced the thick wall.

"Since you are an old friend, it should not be very important to you. Please don't disturb me any more, or I will be rude to you."

This is the little figure who has been facing Shen Qingqing from the beginning to the present. What she said most to her was to threaten and expel her.