Chapter 142: The Gift
What with what? Zhong Ming thought for a while, and then remembered that the woman who had just gone out was Linda, and realized that Chen Xinyao was jealous, and the dissatisfaction in his heart finally disappeared.
This woman usually looks like she doesn't care, but she didn't expect to be jealous, which is quite comfortable.
However, the explanation still has to be explained clearly, otherwise the bigger thing will outweigh the loss.
"She's just the secretary of the company, what else can it do?"
Seeing that Chen Xinyao was still unhappy, he said again: "Yaoyao, are you jealous?" β
Ask while knowing the answer! Chen Xinyao complained in her heart, but she still had to be hard-mouthed, "What nonsense, I just asked casually." β
Zhong Ming didn't demolish her, but just pulled her to his side and changed the topic, "Today I'm going to give you a gift!" β
As soon as she heard the gift, Chen Xinyao forgot the previous question in her mind, and she looked at Zhong Ming with sparkling eyes, "What? β
Zhong Ming smiled, squatted down and took out a box from under the table.
"Guess what's this?" He said mysteriously.
Chen Xinyao looked at it and looked a little familiar. After a closer look, she suddenly remembered that this was her old collection box.
That was a long time ago, after her mother died, she was kicked out because she had no money to pay the rent, and she didn't take out her things, and she has been living without a fixed place to live, relying on singing for Chen Yue.
I thought that these would be thrown away by the landlord like garbage, but she didn't expect that these would be able to be recovered.
But the old collection box meant something very to her, as it contained not only some memorabilia from her past, but most importantly, some of the compositions and manuscripts of her youth.
The music dream did not come suddenly, it was a dream from childhood to adulthood, at that time she had no conditions, only her mother was an amateur to guide her, but she was also trying to work hard.
During this period, he left a lot of youthful works.
Even if these works seem a little naΓ―ve according to today's eyes, they can be used as toys for self-amusement.
"How do you know they exist?" Chen Xinyao asked excitedly.
The corners of Zhong Ming's mouth raised slightly, "As long as it's related to you, there's nothing I don't know." β
Chen Xinyao's past is not a secret, he can find out as long as he casually checks it.
Chen Xinyao naturally understood this truth, so she didn't continue to dwell on this issue, she just wanted to get back what belonged to her.
However, Zhong Ming would not let her get her wish so easily.
The height difference between the two people was twenty centimeters, Zhong Ming lifted the box, and Chen Xinyao couldn't get it.
"What are you doing? Hurry up and give it to me! Chen Xinyao shouted anxiously.
Zhong Ming grinned proudly, "Now it's my turn!" You say, what should you say to me? β
Why is this man so black-bellied? I was thinking about what she had just said, and she was going to take revenge.
But Chen Xinyao's treasure was in his hands, and she had to lower her eyebrows.
She smiled at the moment, grabbed his arm and said pitifully: "Honey, I love you, will you give it to me?" β
Her eyes were clear, and the soft voice at home made Zhong Ming feel as if he had been hit in the heart, and he put down his raised hand in a daze, and Chen Xinyao naturally took over her box.
When Chen Xinyao got her baby, she immediately smiled happily, and she was rarely full of joy.
But when she opened it, she saw that the contents had been turned over, and the score, which should have been pressed at the bottom, was now placed on top.
Her face changed slightly, "Did you turn over my things?" β
"yes!" Zhong Ming nodded as a matter of course, "The song is okay, it's a little simple, and it can still be used to modify and modify!" β
He gave a sincere evaluation, but Chen Xinyao only felt a little surprised.
These were all written when she was a teenager, and every note represents her state of mind at that time, and this feeling is like someone has opened the shell.
She blushed and wanted to beat Zhong Ming's chest, but her feet were unsteady, but she fell into her arms.
Zhong Ming was afraid that she would be hurt, so he subconsciously hugged her, and the two hugged each other tightly.
Zhong Ming smiled with satisfaction, "Wife, if you want to hug me, you can tell me directly, don't be afraid, I will satisfy you!" β
Chen Xinyao wanted to break free but couldn't, she was always doing such meaningless things, and she didn't have a long memory.
In the end, she had to give up the struggle and just glanced to the side, "You're enough!" β
If others knew that their president was like this, I would be shocked.
The two hugged for a while, and Zhong Ming remembered that his urgent documents had not been processed yet, so he had to let go of the little woman in his arms, "Yaoyao, you go and sit next to you for a while, and then go home together when I finish handling the matter!" β