Yummy Mummy Returns

When Cheng Zichu returned to Cheng's group, he was still wearing yesterday's clothes. His shirt was wrinkled and mixed with the smell of whisky.

Cheng Zichu opened the door of the president's office and sat down in the office chair with his head supported by his hands. He didn't rest all night last night. Now he's a little tired.

"Dong Dong -"

A knock on the door sounded. Cheng Zichu frowned impatiently, "enter!"

Hearing Cheng Zichu's tone, Nimu carefully opened the door and put the documents on the table. "President Cheng, this is the recent project plan. Please sign for confirmation."

Cheng Zichu nodded and didn't speak, but he didn't hear Nimu leave.

"What? Anything else?"

Cheng Zichu looked up and his eyes were obviously upset. Nimu wanted to know what he meant best. Why didn't he look at his face today? Cheng Zichu thought, feeling more upset.

"President Cheng, was the message you sent yesterday serious?" Nimu asked tentatively, lowering his head tightly and afraid to look at Cheng Zichu's eyes.

"Otherwise? Are you kidding?" Cheng Zichu asked, his words were obviously mixed with a trace of unhappiness, which sounded inexplicably thrilling.

Nimu regretted doing so much. He didn't care at all, but Cheng Zichu was late this morning. His clothes didn't change and smelled of wine. He had to doubt whether Cheng Zichu had a hangover and made a confused decision.

When Cheng Zi first saw Nimu, he was still stunned and didn't go. He gave Nimu a warning look. Nimu immediately returned to his mind. He was really ready to leave. When he came to the door, he stopped, turned and opened his mouth carefully.

"Mr. Cheng, would you like to change your clothes? I just saw Miss Lin downstairs. I should come up soon. I don't look very well."

Nimu realized that he was talkative. Before Cheng Zichu could speak, he quickly withdrew from the president's office. Where did Cheng Zichu get a reminder?!

"Bang -"

Sure enough, as soon as Nimu went out, he heard the sound of documents hitting the door. Without thinking, he knew that Cheng Zichu casually picked up the documents on the table and hit them.

"What's the matter with Cheng Zichu today, so angry?" Nimu looked back and saw Lin Baoer coming. Although his face was bad, he was not as proud as usual.

"Well, Miss Lin, I did something wrong, which made president Cheng angry. Otherwise, Miss Lin, I'd better wait and go in again?" Nimu said awkwardly.

When Lin Baoer heard Nimu say it was his reason, he was a little relieved, waved his hand, said he didn't care, or ignored Nimu's suggestion and went straight to the president's office.

"What's the matter? Just talk about work slowly. Why are you so angry?" Lin bao'er pushed the door, saw the scattered documents on the ground, squatted down, picked them up one by one, took care of them and put them on Cheng Zichu's table.

"What are you doing here?"

Cheng Zichu said coldly. He was disgusted with Lin Baoer's coming to Cheng, and grabbed the documents in her hand.

This action made Lin bao'er clearly see the wine stains on his cuffs. Lin bao'er's face sank and looked carefully at Cheng Zichu's clothes and found something wrong.

"Zichu, you didn't go back to your old house last night? Did you go back to your apartment? Why didn't you have time to change your clothes?" Lin Baoer forced out a smile and seemed to care about Cheng Zichu's appearance, but yesterday she received a call from her friend and learned that Cheng Zichu had dinner with Xu Yanran last night.

Cheng Zichu didn't look up. He could guess what kind of virtuous look Lin Baoer was without looking. "Where was I last night? Don't you know?"

Lin Baoer wanted to be gentle and virtuous in front of Cheng Zichu, so that Cheng Zichu could feel guilty about himself, but he didn't expect Cheng Zichu to ask himself.

"I... how can I know? You never allow me to ask about your trip." Lin bao'er smiled awkwardly to cover up his failure.

Cheng Zichu sneered, "what are you doing here today? Didn't you come to question me?"

Lin Baoer was stunned. Cheng Zichu said everything. She could have stood at the commanding height of morality to scold Cheng Zichu, so that he could feel generous and sensible, compromise, and then stop talking about repentance.

But now it seems useless. Lin bao'er hurriedly looks wronged and tears come, "Zichu, how can you think of me like this? I think you didn't come back all night. You're worried about you. What can I ask you?"

Cheng Zichu looked at Lin bao'er's face full of grievances, as if he really didn't know anything. He couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart. Didn't the rich man tell her anything last night?

"Since it's all right, let's go. I'll make an announcement sometime to clarify that the engagement is invalid."

Cheng Zichu began to read the documents in his hand and ordered Lin bao'er to leave. Lin Baoer's purpose of this trip has not been achieved. How can he give up easily.

"Zichu, you and I will only let Yanran see your jokes when we break our engagement. Can you think it over?" Lin Baoer looked sincere, as if he was really thinking for Cheng Zichu.

Cheng Zichu's hand in turning over the documents stagnated, and there was a trace of tension in his eyes. Lin bao'er saw all these in his eyes, and he was very proud. He then said, "moreover, it is said that Bai Chengyun, the general manager of Bai's, is already preparing to propose. Their previous distance is just to avoid suspicion for the project bidding. At that time, the person who can accompany you is still me!"

When Lin bao'er finished, he reached out and held Cheng Zichu's hand. Cheng Zichu frowned, but he didn't get rid of it. His mind was full of Xu Yanran's appearance after she was drunk last night. Since she came back, she couldn't see her true face more and more.

Seeing that Cheng Zichu didn't get rid of himself, Lin bao'er was happy. Knowing that Cheng Zichu was depressed, he dared to touch up Cheng Zichu's arm. Just as he moved, he was pressed by Cheng Zichu's other hand.

"Her business has nothing to do with me. Just take care of yourself!" Cheng Zichu shot a cold look, which scared Lin Baoer not to be presumptuous, and withdrew his hand.

Lin Baoer's face immediately became gloomy when he got out of the president's office. Cheng Zichu protected Xu Yanran like that last night, but he didn't mention anything to himself today. Lin Baoer has guessed where Cheng Zichu spent the night yesterday, but he can't throw a fire at Cheng Zichu. He can only blame Xu Yanran for his anger.

Just thinking, Lin Baoer's mouth showed a very strange radian. Isn't Xu Yanran's most concerned about her small company and son? She used to make her lose a close relative, but now it can still make her very painful.

"Xu Yanran, don't blame me. If you want to blame yourself, you have to come back to provoke me!"

Lin bao'er snorted coldly and walked into the elevator. The hatred in his eyes looked like a devil.