His Honey Lover

When song Miao woke up in the morning, he looked at the empty room in a trance.

Chu Shaoyan may have forgotten her 24th birthday yesterday, or he never remembered it. He spent the night with other women holding roses, leaving her cold back.

When she got dressed and went downstairs, Yang Jing welcomed her.

"Miaomiao, breakfast is ready. Come and have it."

Yang Jing is probably the only hope of her family. Song Miao didn't want to expose her bad mood in front of her. She nodded and sat down in the restaurant.

"Miaomiao, my mother knows that Shao Yan made you sad again last night. Don't be sad. My mother has always been on your side. Shao Yan will surely understand who is the woman he should be with."

Yang Jing was comforted by her soft voice.

Song Miao's eyes were a little hot and he didn't answer.

Yang Jing sighed and put the chopsticks into her hand. "Eat it. Shao Yan said that he had something to do early in the morning. I'll let the driver see you off later."

As soon as the voice fell, aunt Xu came in with a newspaper.

"The newspaper you want, ma'am."

As soon as aunt Xu put the newspaper on the table, Yang Jing's face suddenly changed.

It's too late for her to take back the newspaper.

Song Miao's eyes are on the front page of the newspaper.

It's a picture of a man kissing a female star at home last night. It's taken in a hotel. Obviously -

Chu Shaoyan didn't go home at all last night.

"Miaomiao -"

"Mom, I'm full. I'll go to the company first."

Song Miao stood up without expression, took the bag and went to the entrance.

Yang Jing's reaction was slow, so she could only watch song Miao drive away at the door.

Aunt Xu came over a little uneasily, "madam, I'm not good."

"I don't blame you." Yang Jing sighed. When she turned her head, her face was sharp. "Call Shao Yan later and ask him to come back to me tonight, unless he doesn't want to recognize me as a mother!"

Aunt Xu nodded, "OK."

……

At the beginning, for various reasons, song Miao's wedding to Chu Shaoyan was very low-key. Few people knew that song's daughter married Chu's successor.

Even in Chu's company, all we know is that she is the leader of group A in the design department, and even her real identity is unknown.

"Song Miao, I'm sorry. I made an appointment with President Chu at noon to talk about things. I can't have dinner with you recently."

Fang Xin tone sorry, but his face is full of pride and pride. An hour before work, she hid in the bathroom. When she came out, the red on her lips hurt song Miao's eyes.

With that, he picked up his bag, twisted his hips and went to the special elevator of Chu's high-rise building.

"What's the point of being blind? It's just a sleeping product. I'm afraid the company doesn't know that her B group leader's clothes are just like sleeping!" A woman nearby sniffed.

As soon as song Miao's face turned white, he picked up his bag and went to the elevator without saying a word.

When I came back from lunch, I was still at lunch break. Now everyone was talking about their own affairs in twos and threes.

"Sister song, come and see. The successor of the Huo family has returned to China in a high profile and officially taken over the Huo family."

Qin Xiaoxiao, a new intern in the design department, puts a gossip magazine in front of song Miao. Since yesterday's celebration banquet, only this girl still treats her as before.

"Ah, Huo Tianqing, that's a myth in the business world. He went abroad at the age of 18, got a Ph.D. in management and economics from Harvard University at the age of 22, and founded his own business empire in the United States at the age of 26. Now no one in China can match him. Now he has to take over Huo's company when he comes back The most important thing is that he is beautiful and has never had an affair! I'm nearly 35 years old and still single! "

Qin Xiaoxiao hands together, constantly mourning the male god.

Song Miao's depressed mood lightened a lot when she saw her eyes glowing.

"You're going after him?"

In a word, let Qin Xiaoxiao Yan down, touched his ear, "this is not possible, male God has always been only remote view, not together."

"Isn't that a white excitement?"

Song Miao glanced at the cover of the magazine.