"Xinran, after going to grandma's house, you have to be obedient and preview your homework, although Dad knows that you can get a score of eighty or ninety, which is not easy, but you have to work harder, you know?" Haotian said softly to Xinran. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Where, where, you've won the prize." Xinran said with a humble smile.

Yang Haotian often told me to take good care of Xinran, she was only seven years old, and she already knew what sanitary napkins were for, and when I was ten years old, I naively thought that sanitary napkins were disposable cotton insoles, so I was always worried that she would be precocious.

Maybe it's because in the past seven years, Xinran grew up in my grandmother's house, and my mother accompanied her, and the children who didn't stay with their parents will inevitably know more things than children of the same age!

Life is short, seven years in a flash, and it came over unconsciously......

When he arrived downstairs, he happily got into Mo Zijun's car, and Yang Haotian had no choice but to get into the car by himself and drive away alone.

"Uncle, isn't that the secretary and aunt?" Xinran was in the car, and through the car glass behind him, he saw Yuan Qingsong walking out of the company, and said to Mo Zijun happily.

"Where?" Mo Zijun looked around, turned his head to look at Xinran and asked.

"It looks like I'm wide-eyed, standing at the door of my father's company!" Xinran said with a helpless expression.

"Oh, she's supposed to be a rented house around here, and we don't have to worry about her." Mo Zijun said indifferently.

"Uncle, you said that such a beautiful woman must be pursued by many boys, right? If you look behind her, it looks like she's following a boy! Gladly looked at Yuan Qingsong at the door, squinted at Mo Zijun, and said.

"Who is behind her? Why didn't I see it? When Mo Zijun heard Xinran's words, he immediately asked in shock.

"Hehe, why don't you hurry up and let her get in the car and give her a ride?" Said with a smile.

"Are you making fun of your elders?" Mo Zijun realized that Xinran said that on purpose, so he deliberately pretended to be serious and said.

There is no one behind him, obviously just a security guard in the company!

"Aunt Secretary--, my little uncle asked you to get in the car, where do you live? He sends you. Before Mo Zijun could speak, Xinran had already lowered the window and shouted to Yuan Qingsong not far away.

"How can you be so arbitrarily in letting others get into your uncle's 'luxury car'?" Mo Zijun said in a low voice.

"Cut!" Xinran said with a disapproving expression.

When Yuan Qingsong went to work, he wore professional clothes.

Before getting off work, I had changed into a very fashionable celebrity suit, and I wore a pair of high-heeled boots underneath, which looked very charming from a distance.

When Mo Zijun was in a daze, Yuan Qingsong had already walked over, looked at Xinran and smiled, and said, "Auntie's house is near here, just a few steps away, you go first!" ”

"Don't you have to walk around here? The wheels are better than the eleventh road, right? Xin said with a smile.

There are more than a dozen unmarried women in the company, but there are indeed a few with outstanding qualities, so such a woman in front of me is precious.

No one is willing to give up this opportunity to meet a beautiful woman and send her home.

Every woman is an angel in the world, as long as your male protagonist treats you as his female protagonist, your life is happy.

Moreover, there are only a handful of unmarried young men around twenty-five years old in the company, and Yuan Qingsong has always kept her secret that she is the big boss.

But the male god in her heart only allows her to think about it, take a look, and don't think about anything else.

In the company, except for Yang Haotian, Mo Zijun can be regarded as the best-looking man.

Since he came to the company, more than one Huaichun girl has announced that she wants to kneel in front of the Buddha and beg the Buddha to let her and Mo Shao have a beautiful marriage, but Mo Shao is always unmoved.

Mo Zijun's dressing style has always been black and white, he is a person who pays special attention to brand and taste, which is also related to the clothes that his mother has prepared for him since he was a child, which has always been simple and clean.

In this era when there are many people and few dishes, it seems that Mo Zijun can only put down his body and take the initiative to invite this secretary Yuan to get into his unfortunate car.

"Miss Yuan, get in the car! I'll send you back. Mo Zijun got out of the car as he spoke, and personally helped her open the co-pilot's door.

really put down his body, when did he get out of the car and open the car door for others? This time it's really unprecedented.

In this society that knows people but doesn't know their hearts, Yuan Qingsong, who looked at him with a smile on his face, did not accept his kindness, and simply ignored his behavior of opening the door.

Yuan Qingsong opened the back door by himself, sat next to Xinran, and closed the door again in an instant.

Mo Zijun was hung outside the car like this, and he had no choice but to smile to ease his embarrassing situation, and said, "It seems that Secretary Yuan still doesn't believe in my driving skills!" ”

He closed the door, went around the front of the car to the cab, got into the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove away from the company.

"Just let me down at the intersection ahead." Yuan Qingsong said softly.

"Okay." Mo Zijun answered softly.

When he was about to reach the intersection, Yuan Qingsong just wanted to get out of the car, so he happily covered his stomach and said, "My stomach hurts so much!" ”

"What's wrong?" Yuan Qingsong asked anxiously.

Mo Zijun said unhappily: "Why are you in a hurry? Didn't you see that she didn't want you to get out of the car, so she pretended to be sick? ”

happily leaned his head on Yuan Qingsong's thigh, and said with a dying breath: "Little uncle, I didn't pretend to be sick, my stomach really hurts." ”

Yuan Qingsong's face turned pale with fright, and he said, "Why is it so fast?" Could it be acute appendicitis? ”

Mo Zijun listened to Yuan Qingsong's words, his head buzzed, and he asked in shock, "Won't it?" ”

"Don't say so much, you quickly turn around and go to the People's Hospital immediately! I'll call Mr. Yang right now. Yuan Qingsong said at a faster pace.

Mo Zijun didn't say a word, and immediately obeyed Yuan Qingsong's instructions, quickly turned around, and drove in the direction of the People's Hospital.

"Mr. Yang, your daughter has a stomachache now and is on her way to the People's Hospital." Yuan Qingsong said hurriedly on the phone.

"What's going on?" Yang Haotian asked nervously.

"I suspect she has acute appendicitis." Yuan Qingsong said worriedly.

"Okay, I'll go to the People's Hospital and wait immediately." After Yang Haotian hung up the phone, he directly rotated the steering wheel to the left forty degrees, and all he heard was the strong grinding sound of the ground and the tires.

Misfortune is not a single line, it turned out to be like this, Mo Zijun's tires actually burst at this time. (To be continued.) )