Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 380 Mrs. President
After entering the company elevator, I met many artists from the company on the way, and everyone greeted Qian Mengmeng warmly.

Even some newcomers called her senior cutely, saying that they liked her very much.

Faced with everyone's love and enthusiasm, Qian Mengmeng always feels a lot of pressure.

So when she arrived at Jin Ping's office, she told her how she felt.

When Jin Ping heard this, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she said to herself, "I don't really like you, it's just because of Mr. Song's face."

Now, most of the people in the circle knew who Qian Mengmeng was behind.

Song Huaijin, the president of SF, a person who would shake the economy of H city three times.

Who dares to offend, who doesn't want to hold their thighs?
That is, this idiot who is in the ocean of happiness in front of him doesn't understand the pros and cons of it.

"By the way, Sister Jin, I've gained some weight recently." Seeing that she didn't answer, Qian Mengmeng shared another worry of her own.

Jin Ping raised her eyebrows, looked at her carefully, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a deep voice, "You and Mr. Song..."

The words came to my lips, but I still couldn't speak them.

"Ah? What happened to me and Mr. Song?" Qian Mengmeng asked stupidly.

"That's right, Mengmeng, before and after you usually have sex, did you take medicine?" Gritting her teeth, Jin Ping still asked.

After all, she is an artist, so if she is really pregnant, she has to be prepared.

I don't know if Mr. Song will let her be born, or...

Naturally, Qian Mengmeng didn't think about it that much. She was already blushing when she heard the word sex | love, but she was puzzled when she heard about taking medicine.

Take medicine, why take medicine?

"I didn't take any medicine..." Qian Mengmeng blinked.

Couldn't be really pregnant!Jin Ping was shocked, "Have you recorded your period?"

Qian Mengmeng shook her head, she never used that kind of software to record.

"Mengmeng, when was the last time you came to my aunt?"

As soon as Jin Ping said this, Qian Mengmeng also understood what she was thinking.

In an instant, her little face turned red, "Big Brother, he has taken measures! Me, I'm not pregnant."

Jin Ping was taken aback for a moment, then she understood...

Well, I think that Mr. Song is so gentle, unlike other men who take care of female celebrities, who only care about their own feelings and know how to make themselves happy, but let the women bear the consequences afterwards.

"That's good... it scares me." Jin Ping nodded, feeling relieved.

However, Qian Mengmeng's next sentence was, "Ah, no wonder! Yesterday my eldest brother and I went home for dinner, and told my aunt that I was getting fat, and my aunt told me to sit down quickly."

Jin Ping: "..." Aunt? !

Swallowing, she asked tentatively, "Mengmeng, have you met Su Jingman?"

Qian Mengmeng nodded seriously, "Yes, my aunt is very nice to me. Last time I had dinner with grandpa, she even cooked some special dishes."

Outside, grandpa? !
Mr. Su Wancheng? !

Jin Ping was completely stunned. Although she knew that Song Huaijin loved Qian Mengmeng very much, she never thought about her being able to marry into a wealthy family.

But right now, after hearing Qian Mengmeng's words, she vaguely knew a big gossip.

This stupid, self-employed artiste in front of me will become the president's wife of SF in the future!

For a moment, Jin Ping looked at Qian Mengmeng with a bit of bewilderment.

"Sister Jin, what's the matter? Didn't you want to talk about advertising endorsements?" Qian Mengmeng reminded her when she saw that she was a little dazed.

(End of this chapter)