Madam, president loves you secrectly

Jun Xiao was driving while song Manxi stared at the scenery outside the window and fell into a long silence. The silence was long enough for Jun Xiao to find something wrong with her.

"Sissy, what's the matter with you? Why are you absent-minded all the time."

Song Manxi looked back at him and sighed: "I always think my sister was strange just now, but I can't tell her."

"It's all right. Shallow sister is smarter than you. Nothing will happen."

"No, what do you mean, shallow sister is smarter than me. She says as if I'm stupid and can't do anything." Song Manxi retorts playfully and absolutely disagrees with this truth.

"But I like you are not smart, so only I spoil you. If you spoil you, you can't find others, because others ~ can't stand you." Jun Xiao is very righteous.

Well, this love is different. Dog food is spiritual food.

"OK, are you so eager to survive?"

"That's nature. Practice makes perfect."

"Then try your best to forgive you again, but there will be no next time." it means there will be no next time, but after the next time, there will be another time.

"Thank you, wife, for your generosity."

"Shameless you."

Such a fuss is good. It scattered all the negative emotions in Song Manxi's heart. Now she can also use another mentality to attend Zhou danruo's engagement ceremony.

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After his aunt loaded all her luggage into the back carriage, song Qianqian slowly got into the taxi with a crutch.

The aunt held her hand through the window. Her face was full of reluctantly, and even tears overflowed: "Miss, can't you think about it again? You look like this, the aunt also feels uncomfortable."

"Aunt, there is nothing that time can't wash. I leave for a better life. My heart can't be calm here. Leaving is also the best choice."

"Do you have any plans when you will come back?"

Song Qianqian lowered his head and didn't answer. He also showed that he didn't have any plans. Just like duckweed, he could float and drift with the tide. It's a bad thing not to use your own power.

"OK, madam, I'll say it at the other end. She will certainly understand you. Take care of yourself all the way." even though she couldn't bear it any more, my aunt finally let go of song Qianqian's hand.

Song Qianqian smiled at her and turned to the taxi driver in front and said, "master, airport."

"OK." the driver answered her, closed the window and rowed out.

Song Qianqian looked back and took a look at the villa. This is the home where she has lived for many years.

The cell phone in the bag kept ringing. Song Qianqian knew who was calling. Naturally, he knew that he must have returned to Jiangcheng, otherwise he wouldn't have contacted her on time.

She took her cell phone out of her bag, stared at the caller ID on the cell phone screen, hesitated for more than 20 seconds, and then connected the call.

The man at the other end was cold and gloomy, and there was no kindness: "why did you take so long?"

Song shallow pursed his lips and paused. He looked at the passing pedestrians and vehicles outside. His tone was indifferent: "I'm in the car. I didn't hear you."

"Don't be deaf next time. You must answer the phone as soon as I call."

"No next time..." Song Qianqian murmured.