The president's favorite: little friend, you are so sweet

Chapter 477
When Qu Jimeng got home from work, he heard about the discussion between the two fathers. He was a little uncomfortable when he heard his mother tell him in detail.

Thinking that I was indeed young and aggressive, I didn't think about such a distant thing.

"Brother Mengmeng, Mom and Dad suddenly came to play today, is there something wrong?"

After dinner, Xiang Jiabao took her husband upstairs to change his clothes, and asked when he came out.

Qu Jimeng was sitting on a chair flipping through a magazine, looking up at her, his gentle eyes were stained with love.

"It's just that the two adults have time, let's chat together."

This matter, as long as he knows it well, there is no need to cause Xiaonizi to panic.

Otherwise, maybe, she will make such a nasty scene of sleeping in a separate room with him again.

"I still have some work, why don't you accompany me to the study?"

Xiang Jiabao came over and hugged Nao Gong, and kissed his handsome face, "You are the only rich three generations who work so hard. Let's go."

"I have to try—"

Otherwise, he would really fall behind his predecessors and be looked down upon by the business world.

Since he must embark on the road of inheriting the family business in the future, he must take every job very seriously.

Xiang Jiabao pushed his car and walked into the study.

Qu Jimeng sat in front of the large desk, glanced at the pile of documents neatly arranged by the assistant, and asked lightly, "Baby, have you seen Zheng Yinan in the army these two days?"

"He...he seems to be a different person now, and he doesn't joke when he sees me."

Xiang Jiabao was lying on the side, resting his chin in one hand, flipping through his documents boredly.

"Is he and Lizhi okay? They didn't quarrel or anything? I sent him a message these two days, and that guy didn't even know how to do it!"

Angry him bad.

I wanted to help him, but the fellow ignored him.

It seems to be broken.

"Zheng Yinan is in a bad mood. In a few days, Li Zhi will leave the army. I'm afraid he will cry."

Qu Jimeng opened a document and stared at it, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.

At the end, he felt the little girl staring at him, "Where is Gong Silang?"

"That guy... It's not like you don't know, but you still hang out with Yuan Nakano's team every day! I won't see it for long, and he should become a member of the Qilin Star team!"

"If Xiaoyan, he probably won't be able to hold back—"

Even though he has left the special forces now, Qu Jimeng will still think of his former comrades-in-arms and ask them about their situation one by one.

Xiang Jiabao understood that it was his nostalgia for the past.

So every day after returning home, I would spontaneously drag him upstairs, watch him work in the study, and tell him what happened in the army.

The five years that have been disturbed with all my heart slipped quietly through my fingers.

Gone forever.

As time goes by, it's winter in the blink of an eye.

Since Xiang Jiabao lost his training, he only went to the military academy to study cultural courses every day, and took out military technology, so he dressed more naturally.

When I opened my eyes in the morning, I smelled a gust of crisp air blowing into the room.

"Brother Mengmeng, why did you wake up so early?" Sitting up from the bed, seeing the back standing in front of the window, she rubbed her eyes at Jiabao.

"Baby, look, there was a heavy snow last night, and the mountain was blocked by heavy snow."

Qu Jimeng lifted the curtains, and the snow-white light pierced in, and outside the window was a snow-white world.

"Really? The wind was so strong yesterday, I knew it would snow quietly at night!"

The little girl jumped off the bed excitedly, and then she walked to the window on the soft wool carpet, wrapped her hands around her husband's muscular waist, squinted her eyes and smiled sweetly.

"Then can I not go to the army today?"

"Don't go to the army... I don't have any objections, but it seems that the army's class this semester hasn't ended yet, right?"

Looking up at Jiabao, he tried hard to see the man with picturesque features, and begged, "I can take classes via video! Also, it's the first snow of this year, no matter what, let's go out and take pictures."

What Xiao Nizi said was so convincing that no one could refute it.

(End of this chapter)