Qin Xiao knocked the car window up in some pain and drove away from the company.

And just now, the picture of Zhao Zifeng and Sun Mengjiao getting into the car together was already taken by someone with a camera.

"The director of Condensation Pictures is suspected of defecting to the arms of the CEO of the Zhao Group, nepotism has created female executives, and the prospect of cohesion is worrying."

The reporter who took the photo has already thought of the headline, and will send out this news tomorrow to be an absolute hit.

Zhao Zifeng drove Sun Mengjiao to eat seafood, and the two chatted while eating, and before they knew it, it was evening. Sun Mengjiao's originally nervous mood also became relaxed under the guidance of Zhao Zifeng.

She was most afraid that he would ask about her past and Xiaojun's life experience.

But Zhao Zifeng didn't have it, he just told her what was the special feature of the restaurant that brought her to dinner, and when she was eating, she was very intimate to peel the shrimp shell for her, Sun Mengjiao was in a good mood, and her appetite was naturally much better.

It's still * so easy to eat with Zhao Zifeng, as if the two are friends who haven't seen each other for many years.

During this period, Zhao Zifeng also asked her about her in the United States, because in those years in the United States, she had no contact with Zhao Zifeng, so naturally there was no intersection, so there were no sensitive topics, and it was much easier to chat.

The meal lasted nearly three hours, and it was late when I came out of the restaurant.

Zhao Zifeng opened the co-pilot's door and let her sit in, Sun Mengjiao thought he would send him home, but who knew that he took her to the children's luxury market and bought a lot of toys for Xiaojun, all of which are classic, and everything Xiaojun likes.

Sun Mengjiao was a little moved, plus the seafood just now, he spent seven or eight hundred thousand yuan this night.

Zhao Zifeng called and asked the assistant to come over, and the assistant Xiaolin was slightly stunned when he saw Zhao Zifeng and Sun Mengjiao, and then helped them bring the things they bought to the car.

"Let's go."

Zhao Zifeng naturally took Sun Mengjiao's hand, and Sun Mengjiao did not refuse.

His palms were so thick that he could wrap almost her entire tiny hand when he held her.

Sun Mengjiao only felt that her heart and hands were hot, and a warmth that she had never felt before flowed in her heart, even their marriage five years ago had never been as close as it is now.

"Alright, you can go back. You don't have to drive the car. ”

When he arrived at the door, Zhao Zifeng asked Xiaolin to take a taxi back, he drove Sun Mengjiao to the community, and finally went upstairs with a large bag.

Sun Mengjiao wanted to help carry something, but Zhao Zifeng refused, saying that this was what men should do, and she didn't need to do this kind of work.

At the door of the house, Sun Mengjiao's key had just been inserted, and Aunt Yang heard the movement and came over to open the door.

Seeing Sun Mengjiao, Aunt Yang was a little surprised: "Miss Sun, I'm back so early today." ”

Sun Mengjiao nodded, Zhao Zifeng's eyes darkened, it seemed that this woman was similar to a man, and she was out and out every night.

Unwilling to face Zhao Zifeng's suspicious eyes, Sun Mengjiao asked Aunt Yang, "Where is Xiaojun?" ”

"Do your homework in the room."

Aunt Yang said, glancing at Zhao Zifeng from time to time, although she found that it was not Qin Xiao who had some doubts in her heart, she couldn't help but say nothing.

"This is Mr. Zhao."

Sun Mengjiao introduced to Aunt Yang, thought about it in her mind and added, "My colleague." ”

Aunt Yang greeted Zhao Zifeng warmly.

Xiao Jun heard Sun Mengjiao's voice outside and ran out of the room.

"Mommy."

Sun Mengjiao returned early today, and Xiaojun was very happy.

After that, I saw Zhao Zifeng again, Xiao Jun was strange, Zhao Zifeng took out the toys he bought one by one from the packaging bag, and unpacked them one by one, Xiao Jun was surprised at first, and then shouted happily.

"These are all I want, uncle, these are the things I told you I liked last time, how did you buy them all."

Xiao Jun's face was flushed, this uncle looked very similar to himself, and he seemed to be as good to himself as Uncle Qin.

No, it should be better than Uncle Qin, at least Uncle Qin can't remember what he says, but this uncle has memorized everything he said.

"As long as you like it, tell me whatever you want in the future."

Zhao Zifeng omitted the word uncle.

Even if the identity of this child has not been determined, but he has a face similar to that of their Zhao family, Zhao Zifeng does not want to hear him call him uncle.

"Thank you, uncle."

Xiao Jun hooked his hand to Zhao Zifeng, Zhao Zifeng didn't know what he wanted to do, so he slowly leaned over and squatted down, Xiao Jun stepped forward and kissed him on the face.

Zhao Zifeng and Sun Mengjiao were stunned.

"Little Horse......

"Uncle, are you going back today? Mom and I are at home, and I have Aunt Yang to accompany me, why don't you stay with Mom? ”

Xiaojun didn't know if it was Tong Yan Wuji or just wanted Zhao Zifeng to stay.

"Then it depends on whether your mother wants to or not."

Zhao Zifeng glanced at Sun Mengjiao meaningfully, how often has she been home alone, and even her son can't wait for someone to accompany her.

"Xiaojun, go in and do your homework."

Sun Mengjiao looked embarrassed.

Aunt Yang left the space in the hall to the two of them, hid in her room and closed the door and didn't come out.

"Well, it's getting late, so you should be busy tomorrow too."

Leaving only the two of them sitting on the sofa, Sun Mengjiao was a little panicked.

"I'm not busy."

Zhao Zifeng directly extinguished Sun Mengjiao's illusions.

At this time, Sun Mengjiao hated why she didn't drive people out directly.

"But, it's getting late, and I'm going to sleep...... I'm going to work tomorrow. ”

I really can't stand his scoundrel, a big president of the Zhao Group has been sticking here, doesn't he have something to do?

"Your son just said he wanted me to stay, and he wanted me to accompany you!"

Zhao Zifeng deliberately said the word "accompany you" very seriously, and Sun Mengjiao almost burned the heat in her body to death.

"I, my bed is small."

In a panic, Sun Mengjiao said a reason why she wanted to incite herself to death.

Sure enough, Zhao Zifeng was cheeky and approached her again, and Sun Mengjiao instinctively shrank back until her back was against the back of the sofa, and there was no place to hide.

"I don't mind being small, we can get closer to each other when the time comes."

Zhao Zifeng smiled maliciously, looked at Sun Mengjiao's face as red as a monkey*, and stretched out his hand to her placket.

"You, don't mess around! The child is doing his homework. ”

Sun Mengjiao felt that if Zhao Zifeng pounced, she would definitely bite her unceremoniously.

Zhao Zifeng stretched out both hands, and when Sun Mengjiao half-closed her eyes, she solemnly tightened her placket and buckled the top button.

"It's better for women to dress modestly, and men will have the idea of becoming beasts when they see every inch of exposed skin, or if they don't show it, understand?"

Zhao Zifeng's whole body came up, his face pressed against her face, and then his teeth gnawed lightly on her small earlobe. Sun Mengjiao trembled and put her hand against his chest.

She didn't dare to scream, for fear that Xiaojun would run out of the room again.

Zhao Zifeng saw that she was almost amused, so he suddenly pulled his body back, sat on the sofa with his hands on his chest, and his eyes with ice crystals suddenly became dark and cold.

"I won't ask you about Xiaojun, but I want you to say it yourself."

Zhao Zifeng's gaze was close to Sun Mengjiao.

Straightening up, Sun Mengjiao made a fearless appearance, but her heart was stunned.

"Humph......"

Zhao Zifeng looked at the fearlessness she forcibly propped up, and couldn't help but chuckle, this woman's personality is stubborn enough, and she is so stubborn that people feel hateful and cute.

Sun Mengjiao met his gaze: "What can Xiaojun do, I have nothing to explain to you!" No, there's no need to explain anything to you. ”

"Yes."

Zhao Zifeng got up from the sofa, sorted out his suit, and then suddenly put two hands around her in the crook of his arm.

"If one day I find out that you are lying to me, I will definitely peel you apart and make you unable to get along in this city, you ...... It's best not to find out that Xiaojun has something to do with me. ”

Zhao Zifeng dropped his words, turned around and left Sun Mengjiao's house directly.

Although the sound of closing the door was soft, it almost made Sun Mengjiao's heart come out of her throat.

She was stunned for a while and then suddenly became angry, why did Zhao Zifeng threaten her, Xiaojun has been taken care of by her in the past five years, and only she knows the hard work and tiredness. What did he do? became a father after a cool night, and dared to threaten her without doing anything.

But although she said that, Sun Mengjiao's heart couldn't help but beat.

Xiao Jun finished his homework and came out to look at the empty living room with some curiosity.

"Mommy, where's that uncle?"

"Let's go."

Sun Mengjiao was furious when she thought of Zhao Zifeng, and her voice couldn't help but increase a lot when she answered Xiaojun's words.

"Mommy, are you angry, that uncle made you angry?"

Xiao Jun simply climbed on Sun Mengjiao, and Sun Mengjiao couldn't help but kiss Xiao Jun's pink little face when she saw it.

But holding his son so closely, his face coincided with Zhao Zifeng's face in his mind, and it felt like he was holding Zhao Zifeng, Sun Mengjiao had a chill and goosebumps all over her body.

"Nope."

Angry, who is angry with a domineering man like Zhao Zifeng.

"But you are obviously angry, and it seems that only this uncle will make Mommy angry, not Uncle Qin, Mommy, you don't like Uncle Qin, you like this uncle, right?"

Sun Mengjiao, who Xiaojun asked, finally recovered her face after Zhao Zifeng left, Teng's face turned red again, she was about to let the two fathers and sons toss their longevity.

"Mommy lied, your face is red."

Xiaojun smiled and scratched her face, Sun Mengjiao feigned anger, put her hand Xiaojun on her body and tickled him. The two of them quarreled until midnight before going to sleep.

Sun Mengjiao stayed with Xiaojun in his room and waited until he fell asleep before leaving gently.

It seems that Xiaojun really hopes that he has a father, if Zhao Zifeng just wants to recognize Xiaojun instead of snatching his son with her, it would be great.

Just thinking about it, a text message from Zhao Zifeng popped up on his mobile phone: "I'll send Xiaojun to school tomorrow."

"No need."

Sun Mengjiao replied.

But there was no sound over there, and it was estimated that Zhao Zifeng would ignore her, a tyrant who insisted on writing alone.

Sun Mengjiao thought indignantly, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then went to bed.

Early the next morning, Zhao Zifeng's car was waiting downstairs.

Xiaojun saw Zhao Zifeng who got out of the car and walked towards him, and happily rushed towards him, throwing her mother behind.

Zhao Zifeng picked him up, and then threw the key to Sun Mengjiao.

"You come and go."

After speaking, he took Xiaojun into the back seat and played with him.

Xiaojun and Zhao Zifeng are completely familiar with each other, and they don't need anyone's guidance, Sun Mengjiao looked at the car keys in her hand and the father and son who were smiling happily behind her, except for the banquet hall of the university that day, Zhao Zifeng spoke with a gentle smile on his face, this is what she * saw him laugh like this.

"Uncle, can you accompany me to the Comic Con on the weekend?"

Xiao Jun chatted with Zhao Zifeng very happily, and even Zhao Zifeng could talk to him about the popular anime characters that children like to watch.

Sun Mengjiao's face was black, and now that she has become a driver, the father and son behind her have no one paying attention to her at all.