Jiang Cha had already learned about the man in front of him on the Internet, and at this moment, he firmly believed that only the man in front of him was worthy of his beautiful and beautiful mother.

"Uncle, do you eat fruit?"

Ginger tea is nicknamed Baozi, which was given to him by Mo Wanwan. His face is round, his eyes are big and round, and with two small dimples, he is not resistant when he laughs.

Even Ling Yucheng thought this little kid was so cute, just like when he was a child.

This thought came out and startled Ling Yucheng, staring at the little kid in front of him to have such an unbelievable idea.

This uncle seems to be shrewd, capable, and smart, how can he come into contact like a dumbfounder?

Baozi raised a standard smile, "My hands are so sore, uncle, can you help me get it?" ”

Ling Yucheng subconsciously caught the plate, only to see the little kid quickly burrow into the house like a loach, with his hands behind his back, like a leader inspecting, looking around.

The house is very clean, and the clothes are very neatly arranged, which shows that he loves cleanliness and is an orderly and rigorous person in life.

That's great!

Baozi is five years old, but his height is shorter than his peers. He sat on the sofa slowly, looked at Ling Yucheng, who was still standing at the door, and beckoned to him with a smile, "Uncle, come in, what are you doing standing at the door?" ”

There was only one thought in Ling Yucheng's mind, this little kid, like his mommy, didn't need to be allowed to come in.

After thinking that he was just a child, I discouraged the urge to throw him out. Turning back into the house, he put the fruit bowl on the coffee table in disgust, sat down across from the bun, and looked at him with a blank face.

"You. . . Mommy asked you to come? ”

"Uncle, I said yes, will you be happy?" Baozi cautiously looked at the man with a frosty face, and replied a little timidly.

Seeing this, Ling Yucheng was silent for a moment, "It's you. Mommy asked you to come? ”

Baozi lowered his little head, drooped his ears, and looked a little aggrieved, "Uncle doesn't hate Mommy very much?" ”

The answer was not asked, which gave Ling Yucheng a headache. It seems that this kid has learned Jiang Nanyun's set perfectly.

Not to mention, the bun and Jiang Nanyun are like carved out of the same mold, it is simply a miniature version of Jiang Nanyun, but this is from the overall point of view, if the facial features are taken apart, Ling Yucheng actually feels a little familiar.

I can't say where I've seen it, but strange thoughts flashed through my mind, and before he could catch it, there was a knock on the door outside.

As he expected, it must be Jiang Nanyun.

As if he had known for a long time, Jiang Cha hid behind Ling Yucheng, pitifully grabbed the corner of his clothes, and was about to cry, "Uncle, in fact, I came up to find you behind my mother's back." ”

"......" Ling Yucheng lowered his head and stared at Xiao Baozi thoughtfully, and suddenly sighed faintly, almost involuntarily, "You. . . Mommy will hit you? ”

"She won't beat me, but she will educate me." The little bun was extremely aggrieved.

Jiang Nanyun is very capable outside, and he does things neatly and neatly, and he becomes chattering in front of Xiao Baozi, especially when he causes trouble, he keeps nagging in his ear. It made him even more uncomfortable than hitting him.

It seems that Jiang Nanyun is not as gentle as she usually shows.

"Where's your dad?" Ling Yucheng asked almost subconsciously.

"I don't have a dad." After Xiao Baozi finished speaking, he suddenly reached out and hugged Ling Yucheng's big . legs, crying out with a wow, as if greatly wronged, bean-sized tears fell down like pearls.

Ling Yucheng looked at the little broken child who cried when he said he was crying, only to see the door click and open.

"Cha Cha!" Jiang Nanyun saw her baby son crying so sadly, where was she still in the mood to teach this little rabbit cub who came out to find Ling Yucheng behind her back, she rushed over, held her son in her arms, and kept comforting.

Ling Yucheng stood in place helplessly, this situation was a bit beyond imagination.

"Ling Yucheng, Cha Cha is just an ignorant child, how can you care about the child?" As long as he encountered the matter of ginger tea, Jiang Nanyun couldn't think calmly.

Cha Cha was the child she almost gave birth to Hades, except for the fact that she didn't have a father, she never let Cha Cha be wronged.

"It's nothing to do with me." Ling Yucheng's practice of distancing himself made Jiang Nanyun more and more angry.

This little crying bag didn't talk to him more than ten words from knocking on the door and then entering the door, and in less than ten minutes after sitting down, Jiang Nanyun rushed up, where did he have time to bully?

"Ling Yucheng, as an adult or a man, why are you so irresponsible?" Jiang Nanyun's reproachful tone surprised and surprised Ling Yucheng.

Is she teaching herself a lesson?

Was she questioning her own words?

Does she think she's going to bully a little broken child?

asked three times, and Ling Yucheng doubted life.

"You woman doesn't know what to do! I didn't say that you deliberately used the child to show weakness, even if it was my mercy, you are now beating a rake! Jiang Nanyun, you hurry up and leave here with the child now, and don't appear in front of me again. ”

"I'll leave with my son in my arms." Jiang Nanyun wiped away the undried tears on Chacha's face, paused for a moment, and said, "It's impossible not to appear in front of you, I'm your guest room receptionist." ”

"No, I don't."

"You have to need it!" Jiang Nanyun said strongly, "I have already analyzed the stakes for you, but if you have a brain, you should know how to do it is the best choice for you." ”

At the time of eating, Jiang Nanyun had already explained the situation of the Mo family's infighting, and the Mo family's ruler had not yet been decided, but Ling Yucheng chose to come to Miancheng to talk to the Mo family about business at this time, which was bound to use the Mo family's infighting to seek more benefits for himself.

Mo Wanwan is bound to win the power of the Mo family, and it is inevitable to make some sacrifices in order to achieve the goal at the necessary moment.

For example, in the cooperation between the Mo family and Ling Yucheng, their own interests were reduced.

However, Ling Yucheng is a wealthy person, and money is paper to him, the most worthless thing. If he had to go against himself and use money to play, she couldn't stop it.

Sure enough, Ling Yucheng sneered, "I'm not short of money. ”

Jiang Nanyun pondered for a moment, and could only come up with the last killer move, "I know that you are not short of money, so I will know what you were domineering just now, but what you lack is not money, but the opportunity to open the cotton city market." ”

Ling Yucheng's eyes narrowed, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Does this woman see it?

It doesn't make sense, the Ling family also sent people to Miancheng to talk about cooperation with other companies before, but under their trade-offs, only the Mo family is the best partner they choose.

Seeing that he was silent, Jiang Nanyun's nervous mood slowly relaxed, it seemed that she had made the right bet.

So, she was even more confident, "Mr. Ling, since you came to Miancheng in person, it proves that you value it very much, right?" ”

Otherwise, you won't come in person, just send someone.

Jiang Nanyun didn't say this. Some words stop at the point, and if they are broken, they will not give face.

Ling Yucheng snorted coldly.

"In that case, why don't we create a win-win picture?" Jiang Nanyun smiled, lowered his eyes and lowered the bun that was not crying, and continued, "I know that Mr. Ling is not very satisfied with me, but don't worry, as long as the matter is over, I will disappear in front of you and never ......appear again."

"You were the same last time." Ling Yucheng muttered to himself, not noticing that Jiang Nanyun's expression was a little weird.

"Last time?"

"I'll think about it." Ling Yucheng softened.

"Okay, it's not early, I won't disturb Mr. Ling's rest, you can find me if you have any questions, the contact information has been placed on the coffee table, from eight o'clock in the morning to ten o'clock in the evening, I will be on call."

Jiang Nanyun knew that Ling Yucheng had already accepted himself as his guest room reception in disguise.

Ling Yucheng sent them away with an expressionless face.

When Jiang Nanyun walked to the door with the bun, he suddenly heard the bun say in a milky voice, "Uncle, like me, doesn't like to eat fruit." ”

Don't like fruit? Ling Yucheng was even more strange than she knew, what did she think if she didn't like to eat fruits.

She forgot that the little kid she was holding didn't like to eat fruit either.

Back in the room, Jiang Nanyun grabbed his son who wanted to run into the room to hide, forcibly pulled him to the sofa, looked like a strict mother, and didn't say a word at first, trying to create pressure on him.

Who knows, Baozi rubbed his eyes casually and whispered, "Mommy, I'm so sleepy." ”

"Cha Cha, you are like this every time, pretending to be innocent and trying to get by." Jiang Nanyun complained.

"Hee-hee, Mommy, I just like my uncle very much and want him to be my dad."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Nanyun's face changed, and he almost jumped up, letting himself be with Ling Yucheng, which was even more uncomfortable than death.

Think about it, who would be happy to face a person who is as cold as ice and does not smile every day? Speak coldly, have a bad attitude, have no gentlemanly behavior, treat people with pride, and do things coldly......

Just thinking about it, Jiang Nanyun was chilled and had goosebumps all over his body, not to mention the terrible suggestion of buns.

In the end, Jiang Nanyun still couldn't bear to punish Baozi, especially her son's sincere attitude of admitting his mistakes and repeatedly promising that he would not disturb her work again, so she couldn't blame her son ruthlessly.

……

The next day, early in the morning, Jiang Nanyun was woken up by a phone ringing.

She squinted, reached out to pick up the mobile phone on the bedside, and said angrily, "Hello, I'm Jiang Nanyun." ”

"Bring breakfast to the room."

The cold voice made Jiang Nanyun sleepy at all, she lay on the bed and was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly, the carp meditated, turned over, and stared at the unfamiliar number on the mobile phone, it was Ling Yucheng calling.

It's only seven o'clock!

Her working hours start at eight o'clock!

Ling Yucheng, who has suffered a thousand cuts, what is he doing when he gets up so early?

Although she didn't know, she still got up honestly, simply cleaned up and dressed up, and asked the hotel to deliver the prepared breakfast to Ling Yucheng's room according to Ling Yucheng's preferences.

Mo Wanwan came to the hotel at half past seven and went straight to her room to ask about Ling Yucheng.

Jiang Nanyun roughly explained, and Mo Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, "Nanyun, if this thing can be done, I really don't know how to thank you." ”

"What else are we doing politely? Your business is my business, and I won't let you down. ”