“……”

Ye Ling was like a child who had done something wrong, bowing his head slightly, waiting to be trained.

Recently, Zhao Zifeng has frequently been on gossip hot searches, which is really a headache.

"Get out."

Zhao Zifeng retracted his gaze and opened the closed file again.

"Yes, President."

Ye Ling responded and quickly turned around. I took two steps and was stunned for a moment. Zhao Zifeng doesn't seem to have given him clear instructions yet? Just as he was about to speak again, a cold voice came.

"This is not disclosed in advance."

"Yes, President."

Ye Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and his brows instantly relaxed.

Get out there.

glanced at Sun Mengjiao again, and her eyebrows couldn't help but rise slightly.

"Night Assistant ......"

Sun Mengjiao took the laptop and just got up, turned her head to see him.

“……”

Yeling smiled at her and returned to her office.

Sun Mengjiao looked at the back of him leaving, and felt that the eyes he had just looked at her were a little strange. I don't know if Zhao Zifeng told him about the 'paternity test'?

Raising her wrist to look at the time, it was only five minutes before the meeting with the accountant of the firm, she didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly walked towards the small conference room.

Zhao Zifeng had already explained to Lin Lan the content of Sun Mengjiao's work in the recent period, so Lin Lan didn't say anything when she saw her leave.

The rest of the secretary's office was even more surprised when they saw this. Mu Shen was thoughtful, but Hailian was even more angry.

Sun Mengjiao took a laptop into the conference room and sorted out her thoughts a little.

"Miss Sun, hello ......"

Soon, the five accountants who had met yesterday at the 'Nanshan Residence' walked in.

They never expected that the young woman who sat next to Zhao Zifeng and didn't say a word yesterday turned out to be the person in charge of the 'Rongxing M&A case'.

"Hello."

Sun Mengjiao stood up and politely greeted them.

After everyone sat down, an older middle-aged man spoke softly to her.

"Miss Sun, can you start?"

is worthy of being personally selected by Zhao Zifeng.

After the meeting, the two female accountants took the initiative to add Sun Mengjiao's WeChat, saying that they would learn from each other in the future.

Zhao Zifeng came over and saw that a few people were chatting very happily, and he was very relieved, but he didn't show anything on his face.

"Mr. Zhao......"

Someone saw a dark figure standing in the doorway.

Sun Mengjiao then turned her head to look over. Today's Zhao Zifeng is wearing an iron-gray shirt, and his bearing is a little less indifferent than before, and two points more elegant.

"Done?"

Zhao Zifeng pulled his lips and asked in a cold voice.

"Hmm."

Sun Mengjiao couldn't help pursing her lips when she saw his deep gaze reaching out to her.

"Haohao is looking for you."

Zhao Zifeng stood in place, and his tone was much softer.

"Oh......"

Sun Mengjiao paused and turned her head to look at the others in the conference room.

"Yang Gong, that's all for today's meeting, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, Miss Sun."

Sun Mengjiao took the laptop and walked towards the door. When Zhao Zifeng saw her come out, he turned around and walked forward.

Such a picture gives people a strong illusion.

Where are they bosses and subordinates, they are clearly husband and wife.

-

Sun Mengjiao followed Zhao Zifeng back to the secretary's office one after another, and then entered the president's office together. Everyone in the secretary's room looked at each other. However, the reaction is not as great as it used to be. Even Hailian only glanced at Sun Mengjiao's back.

"Hao Hao ......"

Sun Mengjiao walked into Zhao Zifeng's office and walked directly towards Zhao Haotian.

"Mommy ......"

Zhao Haotian, who was sitting on the sofa listening to piano music, saw her, quickly took off his headphones and stretched out his hand to her.

"Hao Hao, what are you listening to?"

"Mommy, Daddy helped me find the recording of your performance back then, listen to it......"

Zhao Haotian put his arms around Sun Mengjiao's neck and stuffed the unplugged earphones into Sun Mengjiao's ears.

The familiar sound of the piano was in her ears, Sun Mengjiao's heart was suffocated, and her face turned two points white.

How did Zhao Zifeng find this recording?

"Mommy, you play so well. It seems that I inherited all of you. ”

Zhao Haotian raised his eyebrows, his big obsidian-like eyes shining. His proud words made Sun Mengjiao's heart crack slightly, and those past scars gently pulled apart.

"Mommy, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Haotian saw that she was silent, so he raised his head. The dark pupils reflected Sun Mengjiao's gentle and pale face.

"It's okay......"

How could Sun Mengjiao tell him that after that game. Her mother took her home, but she was in a tragic car accident on the way. Mother Xiao Yan had to leave her forever.

She was reluctant to mention her past glory precisely because the day she first appeared as a mother was killed.

"Mommy, did I say something wrong?"

Zhao Haotian, who was precocious, saw that her mood was obviously wrong, and couldn't help pursing his mouth. The smile on the little face then retracted.

"No, Haohao. I'm just a little sick to my stomach, a little uncomfortable......"

Sun Mengjiao saw that he was so sensible, and hugged him to his lap. touched his little pink face and said gently.

"Upset stomach?"

Zhao Haotian frowned, and then said to Zhao Zifeng.

"Daddy, Mommy has an upset stomach, can you take her to the hospital quickly?"

Zhao Zifeng, who returned to his desk, was replying to an urgent email, and when he heard this, his fingertips hung over the keyboard.

"Mr. Zhao, you don't need to go to the hospital, just take a little rest."

Sun Mengjiao didn't expect Zhao Haotian to say such a thing, her heartstrings tightened, and she hurriedly spoke.

"Right now."

The distance was a little far away, and Zhao Zifeng's gaze was a little dark, but when it fell on Sun Mengjiao, it was a little light. Voice, deep and extremely magnetic.

Sun Mengjiao didn't know what he meant, pursed her lips, and continued to say to Zhao Haotian.

"Haohao, I'm really fine, you don't have to be nervous."

"You're my mommy, of course I'm nervous......"

Zhao Haotian replied like a little adult.

A warm current was born in Sun Mengjiao's heart, flowing through the scars of the old days that were slightly cracked.

She hugged him tighter.

After Zhao Zifeng replied to the email, he turned off the computer, got up and walked towards Sun Mengjiao.

"Let's go."

"Huh?"

Sun Mengjiao was stunned for a moment, raised her eyes, and showed a trace of doubt in her eyes.

"Take you to the hospital?"

Zhao Zifeng's eyes drooped slightly, and his eyes flashed with a touch of warmth.

"You don't have to go to the hospital, Haohao is too nervous......"

Sun Mengjiao's cheeks flushed and she said embarrassedly.

"I'm nervous too."

Zhao Zifeng looked down at her, his mood was soft and with a hint of worry.

The low-magnetic voice came into Sun Mengjiao's ears, and she was a little flustered.

Is he 'confessing' to her?

She was terrified.

ears, provoked a touch of peach.

"I really...... No need to go to the hospital......"

She lowered her head, hugged Zhao Haotian and whispered.

"What do you want to eat at noon?"

Zhao Zifeng didn't insist anymore, sat down beside her, and pulled the corners of his lips.

"I can do it all."

Sun Mengjiao saw him sit down, and subconsciously moved to the side. Between the two, there was just a position of Zhao Haotian.

"Haohao, what do you want to eat?"

"I'll eat whatever Mommy eats."

Zhao Haotian looked at her and said softly.

Bang bang bang......

At the door of the office, there was a knock on the door.

"President's ......"

Lin Lan's voice.

"Come in."

Zhao Zifeng turned his gaze and spoke coldly.

Lin Lan pushed the door and walked in, and when she saw the three people sitting on the sofa, she was slightly stunned.

Although the gossip hot search has been suppressed, their relationship is only afraid to be true.

She has been by Zhao Zifeng's side for three years, and she has never seen him sit so close to the woman, and she has never seen Zhao Haotian let others hold him like this.

"President, the 'Shifeng' Group has just sent an invitation letter for the 10th anniversary."

Lin Lan walked up to Zhao Zifeng, bent down, and handed over the invitation card in his hand.

He used to send Twilight Snow over for this kind of thing. Who are you going to send this time?

"Hmm."

Zhao Zifeng responded indifferently, took it and took a look, and then threw it on the coffee table in front of him.

"President, do you need to rearrange an office for Miss Sun?"

Lin Lan asked again.

Although Sun Mengjiao's personnel is still in the secretary's office, the work she is taking over now does not belong to the work of the secretary's office at all. That's why Lin Lan asked.

"You take Haohao there, I'll go to the cafeteria to eat."

Sun Mengjiao hadn't recovered from the shock just now, pursed her lips, and whispered.

The scandal between her and Zhao Zifeng has been in the dust. If it continues, it will not be good for him or himself. Even if Haohao is really his own child, it is impossible for them to come together.

He treats her like this because she looks a lot like his ex-girlfriend.

And in her heart, there are still shivers.

"Mommy, let's go eat together......"

Zhao Haotian hugged her neck and pouted.

"Hao Hao, I'll accompany you when I go home at night?"

"I want to accompany you at night, and I want to accompany ...... now"

Zhao Haotian's long eyelashes blinked, and he said aggrievedly.

"Let's go, go to the cafeteria."

Zhao Zifeng kept looking at the two of them, and there was a warm color in his ink pupils. Seeing that the two of them couldn't hold on, they stood up.

"Huh?"

Sun Mengjiao watched him hug Zhao Haotian over, and her heart became more and more uneasy. Under the gaze of Zhao Zifeng and Zhao Haotian, she slowly stood up.

"Mr. Zhao, you go first. I'm going to put together the minutes of the meeting I just had. ”

"Sun Mengjiao, as a secretary, eating with the boss is also her duty."

Zhao Zifeng lowered his eyes and stared at her graceful face, and said coldly.

"I ......"

Sun Mengjiao was speechless for a while.

"Anything else?"

Zhao Zifeng saw that she was embarrassed, and the corners of his lips twitched imperceptibly.

"Nope."

He has said it all, what else can Sun Mengjiao say?

The three of them walked out of the president's office, and Lin Lan was the only one left in the outer secretary's room.

"President's ......"

"What about them?"

Zhao Zifeng raised his eyebrows and asked coldly.

"They invited Mu Shen to treat them and went to the 'Taixian Residence' opposite."

"Why didn't you go?"

It's rare, Zhao Zifeng asked more.

"I waited for the administration department to send the desk, so I ......"

Lin Lan glanced at Sun Mengjiao and replied softly.

"Hmm."

Zhao Zifeng answered, and then stepped forward.

Sun Mengjiao looked at Lin Lan, and felt a little reluctant to go.

"Director Lin, why don't I wait here, will you go to dinner?"

"How's that going to work?"

Although the scandal has not yet been confirmed, Lin Lan has already made up his mind a conclusion. Her mother, Lin Yun, was Zhao Junnian's chief secretary before, and she was the best at speculating on her boss's intentions. This, she inherited from her mother.

Besides, even if she agreed to Sun Mengjiao's request, I am afraid that Zhao Zifeng will not agree.

Sure enough, Zhao Zifeng took two steps and stopped. glanced sideways slightly, glanced at Sun Mengjiao, and said lightly.

"Sun Mengjiao, don't keep up yet."

"Yes, Mr. Zhao."

His 'treating each other differently' really made Sun Mengjiao very frightened. He didn't know that this invisibly put a lot of pressure on her.

Sun Mengjiao decided that after getting off work, she must communicate with him well.

"Director Lin, do you want me to bring you one?"

Sun Mengjiao asked politely at Lin Lan.

"No need, Mu Shen has already said to bring it to me."

Lin Lan politely refused.

"Alright then......"

Sun Mengjiao pursed her lips and stepped forward to follow Zhao Zifeng.

Lin Lan watched them leave, and then sat down again.

The phone screen flashed.

When I picked it up, my mother Lin Yun sent her a WeChat message.