Having Triplets With Potent CEO

Tang Mengqian's eyes darkened. She underestimated Tang Qingge.

The number of her fans has been affected. It seems that she can't do anything for a while, otherwise she will be completely finished when these fans leave.

During this time, she let her go.

The other side

Tang Qingge knows that such fans are not so good at brainwashing them, so she doesn't intend to pour a basin of dirty water on Tang Mengqian. She doesn't do useless work. Now she has more important things to do.

She will personally thank the big boss!!

When she came home this morning, the two children were not surprised that she didn't return all night. Bo Qin even considerate came and tried her forehead to see that she had a clear mind, and then calmly said, "why, cheat us."

Tang Qingge's guilty eyes dodged and hesitated, "it's no use telling you. It's mom's own business. Mom will handle it by herself."

Brother make complaints about the little ice cream. "You didn't handle it, but finally, my brother asked me to look for your uncle."

"Ah? Tang Cheng, how do you know?"

Thin Ye's eyes flashed slightly, "call, Tian Meng."

“……”

Sleeping trough, is her son's IQ a little high?

Tang Qingge finally felt something wrong. She squatted down, touched her chin, looked at Bo Ye's eyes and frowned, "but how do you know where I am? Tian Meng told you?"

Bo Ye checked it himself.

But his eyes flashed and he nodded.

Small milk candy, "??"

"No... well."

Bo Ye covers the little candy's mouth and calms down, "well, Tian Meng, aunt."

"Tian Meng, this traitor!"

Tang Qingge didn't think much. Instead, she thought that she had received so much help from Bo Qichen. Anyway, she should say thank you to Bo Qichen. She had to thank each other for what happened last night and Tang Chengguo.

So I got off work at night.

Tang Qingge shrunk in the corner of the cafe near Bo's group, bit her fingers and hesitated to stare at the door of the company. After waiting for a long time, she waited until the dark figure came out of the company.

The big boss is full of style. More than a dozen bodyguards follow behind him. He seems to be talking on the phone. He speaks fluent British English beautifully. Every letter spit out from his mouth is beautiful and provocative. His voice is low and particularly pleasant.

"Boss!"

Across the street, Tang Qingge waved his arm to greet him.

The man stopped gently and waved to her to come over.

Tang Qingge walked across the street. The man pointed to her mobile phone. Tang Qingge kept silent and followed him all the way to listen to him talk about work with each other in English. Although the big boss didn't talk much, his words were concise and he said "grace" from time to time.

Tang Qingge followed him into the car.

After getting on the bus, the big boss finally finished talking for a while, hung up the phone, looked at his woman, pursed his lips, "what did you just call me?"

"Boss!"

"Oh? I remember you called my father hard last night."

Tang Qingge, "..."

Assistant Qin, "..."

Are these big bosses playing so exciting now?

Tang Qingge remembered something. His face turned red, he coughed a few times, scratched the back of his head, and said in a dry whisper, "last night I... Didn't know clearly. I didn't shout on purpose. Boss, thank you for saving me yesterday. It's very kind of you, boss."