"Have you read this document?"

Five minutes later, he looked up, his deep, deep eyes overshadowed him.

"I've already seen it, Mr. Zhao wants to bid for the 'Cloud City Riverside Scenery Belt'......"

Ye Ling paused and asked.

"President, what's the problem?"

"The 'Yuncheng Riverside Scenery Belt' is a civic project, and from a commercial point of view, it is completely a matter of spending money to buy and drink......"

Zhao Zifeng closed the folder, and his tone became more and more indifferent.

"President, although this project doesn't make much money, it can accumulate a good reputation if it is done well......"

"You mean, our 'Zhao Clan' has a bad reputation right now?"

"No, President. I didn't mean that, I meant ......"

"Call back. Tell Zhao Heng that in the future, all citizen projects in Yuncheng will not be accepted. ”

Zhao Zifeng threw the folder in front of Ye Ling, his face was cold, and his tone was extremely stern.

"Yes, President."

Although Ye Ling felt a little pity in his heart, he didn't dare to refute it. He bowed his head, took the papers, turned around and walked out. After passing by Sun Mengjiao's workstation, I couldn't help but look at her again.

Suddenly, he felt a chill in his back, as if a cold arrow was shooting towards him. He didn't have to look back, he probably knew what was going on.

At this moment, Sun Mengjiao is sorting out the minutes of the morning meeting, and then refining the plan of 'Rongxing' merger and acquisition. Where did she notice him.

Ye Ling pursed her lips and walked out quickly.

After he left, Zhao Zifeng's gaze fell on Sun Mengjiao without hindrance.

Although he only saw the side face, he was also very satisfied.

In different fields, the temperament revealed is completely different. The way she 'plays' the keyboard is colder than playing the piano. When she played the piano, her eyes were full of deep emotions. And now, those watery eyes are very cold and arrogant.

……

Time is like quicksand in an hourglass, passing little by little.

Sun Mengjiao finished the last task in her hand and stretched her somewhat sore arm slightly.

Buzz Buzz......

The phone vibrates. When I picked it up, it turned out to be Zhao Zifeng.

She hurriedly turned her head towards his desk.

"Huh?"

Amazed.

I don't know when, Zhao Zifeng has already left the office.

"Mr. Zhao......"

"Come down."

As soon as the other party spoke, it was Wen Sheng's order.

"Huh?"

After a busy day, Sun Mengjiao's brain was a little heavy. At this point, the reaction is a little sluggish.

"Not done yet?"

The other party asked again.

"I'm done with ......"

Sun Mengjiao responded, reaching out and rubbing her somewhat dry eyes.

"Mr. Zhao, where have you been?"

"Hao Hao and I are in the café opposite."

"When did you get out?"

"Come down as soon as you're done."

Zhao Zifeng didn't explain to her, and hung up the phone after saying this.

Doodoo ......

Sun Mengjiao sat on the chair and was stunned for two seconds, then put her hand from her ear. I took two sips of warm water and turned off my computer. Out. It was found that the secretary's room was empty. She couldn't help but raise her wrist to look at the time.

It's been an hour since the end of work.

"Hoo ......"

The corners of Sun Mengjiao's lips were lightly pursed, and she smiled shallowly.

On the first day of work, I was so busy that I forgot the time. Zhao Zifeng is too, he doesn't tell himself when he goes out.

"He won't wait an hour, will he?"

Thinking of this, Sun Mengjiao's heartbeat accelerated a lot, and her heart rate was a little chaotic.

I took the badge and swiped it in front of the employee elevator. The elevator doors slowly opened, and she pursed her lips and walked in.

The elevator went down without any pauses.

It seems that she was the last person to leave work.

Sure enough, when the security guard saw her, he bent down and complimented.

"Miss Sun, working overtime so late?"

"Hmm."

Sun Mengjiao smiled politely, swiped the card again and walked out.

Out of the hall, she glanced at the café opposite. Just as he was about to pass, a familiar voice came.

"Dream ......"

Sun Mengjiao's body stiffened, and her eyes inexplicably had a hint of astringency. Behind him, there was a rhythmic sound of high heels.

"Mengjiao, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Qingying, do you have anything to do with me?"

Sun Mengjiao slowly turned around and looked over.

The woman who walked towards her was wearing a set of professional skirts of the 'Xiang family' and carrying the most classic bags of the 'Xiang family'. Half-length hair, tied up. The mature woman style is on display.

Sun Mengjiao's eyes trembled slightly.

Zhao Qingying like this, she still sees it.

"Mengjiao, I have something I want to say to you, we ......"

"Mommy."

Zhao Haotian's soft voice suddenly interrupted Zhao Qingying.

"Haohao."

Sun Mengjiao immediately tilted her head and responded.

Zhao Qingying's heart was shocked, and the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning and froze in place. His face was as white as snow.

"Mommy, Daddy and I have been waiting for you for a long time......"

Zhao Haotian walked up to Sun Mengjiao and curled the corners of his mouth. There was a hint of complaint in his tone.

"Haohao, I'm sorry, I don't know ......"

Sun Mengjiao bent down and hugged him.

"Mommy, this aunt is not ......"

Zhao Haotian hugged Sun Mengjiao's neck and looked at Zhao Qingying, who was a little petrified in shock.

They had met before and had hot pot together.

"Hao Hao, this is Aunt Zhao."

Sun Mengjiao looked at Zhao Qingying, panicked.

When Zhao Qingying spoke, a handsome figure came from the opposite side. I swallowed the words in my heart again.

Sun Mengjiao looked at her and forced her face, and her heart became more and more uncomfortable.

"Daddy......"

"Hmm."

The low and indifferent response made Sun Mengjiao turn sideways.

"Mr. Zhao......"

"Not done yet?"

At this time, the twilight is four, and the sky is slightly dim. Zhao Zifeng walked over, and his facial features were a little unclear. The cold voice softened a little in the twilight.

This is a natural question, like people who have lived together for a long time.

"Miss Zhao......"

Without waiting for Sun Mengjiao to respond, he lowered his eyes and glanced at Zhao Qingying, and his tone was instantly cold.

"Mr. Zhao, okay."

Zhao Qingying lowered her head and greeted him in a panic.

"Miss Zhao, I'm going to take Mengjiao to dinner, do you want to come along?"

Zhao Zifeng's face was cold and silent, and his thin lips opened lightly.

It's an invitation, but it sounds like a 'send-off'.

"Oh, no, I have something to do in the evening."

Zhao Qingying's heart tightened, and she hurriedly refused. Then, she pursed her lips at Sun Mengjiao and raised her eyebrows as hard as she could.

"Mengjiao, when you have time, we'll make an appointment."

"Okay."

Sun Mengjiao smiled and nodded.

Zhao Qingying turned to leave. The moment she carried it, her heart was like a needle prick. Loss, sadness, and sadness all came to my heart.

How so?

Zhao Haotian is actually Sun Mengjiao's child.

Wasn't her child stillborn?

Why didn't she tell herself about such an important thing?

Zhao Qingying's heart was painful. After walking less than ten steps, a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye. A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said secretly in his heart.

"What qualifications do I have to blame Mengjiao, don't I have something to hide from her?"

-

Sun Mengjiao looked at the back of Zhao Qingying leaving, and her eyes were red.

Even though Zhao Qingying wore a luxurious professional suit today, her back looked extremely lonely.

"Let's go."

Zhao Zifeng walked up to her, stretched out his arms, and hugged her.

"Mr. Zhao, don't do this."

Such an action made Sun Mengjiao's heartbeat intensify, and she glanced at him in shame.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Zifeng's fingers tightened, and he hugged her and walked towards the Rolls-Royce that was parked not far away.

"Mr. Zhao, let go."

Sun Mengjiao tried her best to restrain her emotions and whispered.

“……”

Zhao Zifeng didn't respond, his fingers became harder and harder, hugging her tighter.

If he wasn't worried about Zhao Haotian in his arms, Sun Mengjiao would never let him do this.

This man is really getting more and more presumptuous.

The neon lights outside the building lit up instantly, and the three of them were covered with brilliant light. Prosperous area, people come and go. The eye-catching picture of the three immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Isn't that Mr. Zhao of the 'Zhao family'?"

"Who is that woman?"

"Haven't you seen today's gossip hot search?"

"What's the hot search?"

"I heard that this woman is the mother of Young Master Zhao......"

"What?"

"You say, will they be a hidden marriage?"

"How is that possible? What kind of person is Mr. Zhao, how can he get married in secret. In my opinion, eighty percent of this woman wants to take advantage of her children. ”

"It's not impossible?"

There was obvious jealousy in the discussion.

Although Sun Mengjiao didn't hear what they were saying, she felt the disdainful gaze thrown at her. She pursed her lips helplessly and sat in the car with Zhao Haotian in her arms.

Zhao Zifeng closed the car door for her, bypassed the front of the car, and sat in the cab. glanced at Sun Mengjiao through the rearview mirror, and saw that her expression was a little low, so she asked.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Aren't you going home?"

Sun Mengjiao raised her eyes and glanced forward.

The back of the chair covered most of his back, and only his slender neck and black hair covered the back of his head could be seen.

"Mother Liu went to the nursing home to accompany her grandmother today, and there was no one at home to cook."

Zhao Zifeng started the car.

"I can cook."

Sun Mengjiao replied.

"It will take more than an hour to go back, and when you are done, Haohao should go to bed."

"Mommy, let's eat outside. I don't want you to work so hard. ”

Zhao Haotian turned his head, and his big smart eyes blinked and blinked, like stars in the sky.

"Then eat outside. I can do both. ”

Sun Mengjiao's heart warmed, and the inexplicable loss in her heart was swept away.

This child is really her little sun.

"Okay."

Zhao Zifeng hit the pay-off reel with one hand, and the car drove in the direction of 'Feng Yaju'.

From time to time, the bright neon swept in through the car window, adding a bit of dazzling color to the quiet air.

Zhao Haotian really slept when he got in the car, and Sun Mengjiao took a thin blanket to cover him. She looked at his little pink face, and her heart was flooded with maternal love. How she wished that this child really was her child.

Nothing else, just her children.

"What is Zhao Qingying looking for you today?"

Halfway through the trip, Zhao Zifeng asked her.

"Nothing ......"

Sun Mengjiao's heart shrank for a moment, and she said again.

"Mr. Zhao, what do you want to say?"

"I just want to say that if you feel embarrassed to meet each other, don't meet again in the future."

Zhao Zifeng's low voice carried a hint of concern.

“……”

Sun Mengjiao pursed her lips lightly and turned her head to look out the window. The car just drove to the famous viewing bridge in Yongcheng, and the street lamps on the bridge were lit up together, lining the Yongxi River with fluorescent light.

The scenery is beautiful.

but the heart is in turmoil.

Zhao Zifeng saw that she was no longer silent, and couldn't help but look at her twice more through the rearview mirror. The colorful streamer fell on her face, and a faint melancholy appeared in her delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Whenever Zhao Qingying is mentioned, she is always like this.

Zhao Zifeng's deep eyes tightened, and a touch of pain flashed out of his eyes.

When I arrived at 'Feng Yaju', it was already half past seven in the evening. At this time, there are still quite a few customers.

Zhao Zifeng walked in front with Zhao Haotian in his arms, and Sun Mengjiao followed.

"Mr. Zhao, Miss Sun."

The restaurant manager greeted them and led them to the private room of the 'Shanshui Ju'.

As soon as the three of them sat down, the waiter brought over a dozen dishes.

Sun Mengjiao didn't think much about it, and served Zhao Haotian a small half bowl of soup, and then blew it carefully, and let him drink it himself when it was no longer hot. Just as she was about to serve soup to Zhao Zifeng, he answered a phone call and walked out.