Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 199 Paving the way for memory recovery

  Song Qing's beautiful and moving face, the smile she held couldn't be stiffer, what else could she say or do?

   This is a dead end. Master pressed her face to the ground and rubbed her, leaving her no room for recovery.

   The smile on Huo Yu's lips was deep, and he coughed to ease Song Qing's embarrassing situation at the moment. His tone was the respect he should have for his elders.

   "I will, you don't have to worry too much, I believe that Qingqing will not want my scumbag husband."

   "That won't work, child, listen to me and be careful." Miao Shui disagreed.

   The two of you still chat with me one by one,

   Song Qing's slender fingers were already secretly pinching the man's big palm,

   used this to express her dissatisfaction, and the master just respected the teacher and said that she couldn't care about it. Huo Shizhu was different.

   Huo Yu did not hide or dodge and let the woman make trouble in his palm, which was a silent indulgence, and it was even a disguised flattery.

   "Dong dong."

   The door of the office was knocked softly, and the three of them heard the sound and looked at it.

"what's up?"

   "Master, I hear you are talking, do you need me to bring hot tea in?"

   is the sound of Shen Bai's tentative inquiry, and he should have come over to ask a question uneasy when he heard the movement.

"come in."

   With the movement of the door being opened, Huo Yu looked at Miao Shui who did not know how many pieces of candy he had peeled off and sat on the single sofa,

   "There is a new French restaurant nearby that tastes good. Are you interested in trying it, or you want to eat something else, there are many specialty restaurants in Beijing."

   As soon as these words came out, Song Qing's eyes flickered slightly, and the old lady's deep meaning behind the smile became deeper.

   "French restaurants are fine, I've been a vegetarian for many years."

  The three have their own thoughts,

   There was only Shen Bai standing beside the sofa and was very confused. He didn't know the old man in front of him.

  The things that the lord asked Ayou to do will pass through his hands, and he specially instructed them to contact the old man and not disclose it to the lady.

   He originally thought that the lord didn't want his wife to meet the old man, what's the matter...?

   What Shen Bai has to admit is that his father's behavior during this period of time,

  He, a special assistant who has been with him for many years and is regarded as a confidant, is increasingly unable to figure out and understand,

  It's nothing, so I'm quite nervous, will I be fired suddenly one day?

   His job is a bit tiring, but the treatment in all aspects is really good, and there are a lot of people out there who want this job.

"noob."

  Song Qing's playful tone finally pulled back Shen Bai's thoughts of wandering the sky,

  It’s okay if you don’t return to your senses. Once you return to your senses, you will be baptized by your grandfather’s scrutinizing eyes.

   swallowed hard, feeling that he was one step closer to being fired,

   "Master, you said."

   Did you have professional training? Some time ago, I even took time to go back to school to consolidate and review.

  Shen Bai quickly recovered a qualified special assistant, and he should be calm in the face of danger.

   "Go to Vegetarian Food and let them prepare."

   "Okay sir, let's go down and prepare now." Shen Bai deserved it quickly this time, and his rigorous work attitude changed visibly.

   The death of Song Qing's large-scale society was unexpectedly resolved by Shen Bai, the foolish eldest son of the landlord's family.

   Yujie's mood is much more relaxed, she is a person who holds revenge and also remembers that Xiaobai won't charge money for fortune telling next time.

  …

   The black convoy drove smoothly to the famous vegetarian restaurant in Beijing.

   A meal was very harmonious, of course, such harmony is only between Huo Yu and the old wife,

  Song Qing is a harmonious point of conversation between the two. It is rare to be a tool person once, and it is rare to be ignored by Huo Shizhu

   There was no vinegar in every dish, but her whole person was so sour.

   "Okay kids, you can go back when you are busy. It is very convenient to have a mobile phone. I can take a taxi on the software and go back."

   After the dinner, the fame of vegetarian vegetarian food is not in vain, but the taste is very good.

  Miaoshui is happy to eat. The most important thing is that this shop does takeaway, unlike the imperial meal that is too outrageous, so write it down in my heart,

   In the future, let Qingfeng’s child order takeout here for herself every day. It’s okay if it’s expensive. She’s not bad for money, and she can’t miss anything in food.

   "Master, I will send you back."

  Song Qing frowned slightly, let go of the arm that was holding Huo Yu's arm, and came to Miao Shui's side,

   There is no shortage of means of transportation, so I shouldn't think about letting Master take a taxi back home alone.

   "Go, don't think I don't know what you want to do, you just want to send me back to know where I live now, right?

  You child is just like a lotus pod, I won't be fooled by you, old lady. "

The    hand let go of it with disgust, Song Qing was quite helpless about this, and was about to say that she already knew where she lived now, but the man next to her interrupted with a warm voice.

   "Master, you don't think so, how about I ask Ayi to take you back, you can take a taxi back to Qingqing, she can't be relieved, and taking a taxi is also troublesome."

   Ah Yi, who was named by his grandfather, took a step from the bodyguard team and politely nodded to Miao Shui,

  Miao Shui looked at it for a while, then nodded in response, "Okay, then I'll trouble you, young man."

  Each car in the team has been strictly modified, and it goes without saying that the performance and comfort in all aspects,

   It can be used as a car or a bed, and the massage function of the seat makes Miao Shui very satisfied.

  I can't help but feel emotional in my heart without saying that, when it comes to enjoying this piece of the royal family, I really have never lost anyone.

   "Master, have we met before? The first time I met you in the office, I always felt deja vu very familiar."

  Huo Yu grasped the door switch handle, and his tall and sturdy figure blocked the back,

   The sight of the woman who was only three steps away from them, her voice was flat and steady, and she could not hear the slightest intention.

  The old lady who had closed her eyes and enjoyed the comfort brought by the massage seat, opened her eyes and glared at Huo Yu,

   is only fleeting, and he calmly cooperates with this superfluous performance,

   "You're a child, you're almost done. You don't need to get close to my old wife. I can rest assured that my apprentice will marry you. Just don't send people back."

   To say that the mind of a disciple is like a lotus pod, the mind of this child Nangong is like that of a hornet's nest.

   She said where did so many things come from, she had to say something out of respect and closed the car door for her in person,

   Dare to wait for her here, but why is this happening? Isn't he unwilling to let his disciple know that he has recovered his memory?

  Huo Yu smiled and didn't say anything, as if he didn't want to explain more or as if he acquiesced to what Miao Shui said,

   closed the black car door softly, glanced at A Yi, who had not yet raised the window of the driver's seat, and signaled that he could drive.

  Ayi nodded, the black car started at a steady speed as usual, until he could no longer see the door of the vegetarian restaurant from the rearview mirror,

   Next to the emerald-green Sansevieria sunflower swaying in the summer breeze, there stood the couple who didn't move and looked here.

  Miao Shui's mind flashed and he had a guess. Could it be that this child Nangong wanted to take a step by step and slowly let his disciple know that he had recovered his memory?

   That superfluous stroke just now is paving the way for this process, not superfluous?

   (end of this chapter)