CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

"No, you're talking nonsense!" Enron's face was even more red than just now. He covered his cheek with both hands and returned to the seat. He looked at her in a coquettish way. "I'll never talk to you again!"

Shen Qingqing watched her best friend fall in love, and she felt happy and blessed for her.

But on second thought, her own love is like an iron tree, unwilling to bloom, can not help but also envy the sweet Enron.

In her mind, Leng Shaoheng's kiss like a dragonfly before she left. Her face not only turned pale pink, but also quickly opened her notebook and buried herself in it.

How can I suddenly think of him? I must have been brainwashed by him! She will not like Leng Shaoheng, because like him will only bring endless pain and suffering.

A bitter spread from the heart, she gradually calm, face temperature also returned to normal, began to work.

At 4:30 in the evening, Shen Qingqing suddenly remembered that she was going to pick up Baozi and go home. She stood up from her seat in a hurry, picked up her handbag and ran out.

Enron looked at her like a frightened rabbit and asked, "what are you doing? You haven't finished work yet!"

"No, it's too late. I'm going to pick up Mo Mo and go home!" She dropped that sentence as she ran.

When she walked out of the exhibition building, the driver was impatient and leaned against Rolls Royce to smoke. She ran to her in a panic. Her long hair was blown by the night wind, and she didn't look like a lady. She couldn't help but said, "Oh, my young lady, what a wrist you are. If you don't come out to pick up Mo Mo, their kindergartens will be closed!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I forgot the time!" Shen Qingqing bowed to him breathlessly.

"Get in the car quickly!" The driver looked at her scornfully, turned and opened the door.

Xu is because the apartment Shen Qingqing lives in is too ordinary, and her clothes are not famous brands. The driver can see that she is not a famous lady, and thinks that she can't marry into a cold family, so she doesn't have a good attitude towards her.

Feeling the driver's impatience with her, Shen Qingqing sipped her lips and sat in the back of the car.

This time, her luck was not good. The traffic was blocked on the viaduct for half an hour. She looked at the traffic blocked on the road all around, and there was a long line from the bridge to the bridge. She held her hand anxiously and said to the driver, "master, can we make a detour?"

The driver glanced at her from the rear mirror and said coldly, "look at so many cars behind us. How can we possibly go back? Now I know I'm in a hurry. It's OK to come out early."

Shen Qingqing didn't dare to say anything more. She silently looked out of the window, worried.

When they arrived at the gate of the kindergarten, the children had been basically picked up. Only a few parents who had just finished work came to pick up the children. When she was far away, she saw Leng Yanmo standing at the guard with a small schoolbag on her back. Her little figure was pulled very long by the sunset.

In the afterglow, she could not see his expression clearly, but could feel his loneliness and disappointment. She was so distressed that she yelled, "Mo Mo!"

Cold words Mo Wen Sheng toward her position looked over, expression instantly into joy, smile back to her, "Mommy!"

Leng Shaoheng seldom comes to pick him up because of his work. He yearns for the children who are picked up by their parents. Whenever he sees them carrying their schoolbags and running out of the garden door after class, he envies them.