Song Xingchen's heart was extremely moved, and he was more moved by this Mrs. Leng than ever before, and he didn't even dare to look directly into Leng Haochen's eyes for a while.

The surging emotions in those deep pupils made her feel excited and scared, and she wanted to approach but didn't dare to delve into it.

However, at this moment, her thoughts about Leng Haochen were a little more indescribable, as long as she thought about it, her ears quietly turned red, and even the cool breeze outside the window could not calm her down.

When the two of them got home, breakfast was already on the table.

Leng Yi'an pouted and looked at them: "You guys went out to play last night, why didn't you take me with you?" ”

Leng Haochen said solemnly: "It's not playing, there is work." ”

Song Xingchen held the investment book with a weak heart, and when he saw Leng Yi'an looking at her with a look of curiosity, he had to put the investment book aside and echoed: "It's a bit of work." ”

Leng Yi'an also saw the investment book, although he didn't know what it was, but he saw Leng Haochen read this kind of document a lot, which in his impression represented 'work'.

"Then you can't leave me alone." Leng Yi'an always felt that something was wrong, his eyes fell on the wound on Leng Haochen's mouth, and he said in surprise: "Dad, why did your mouth break?" ”

As soon as Song Xingchen sat down, he immediately wanted to run away when he heard this.

She glanced at Leng Haochen's mouth weakly, the wound was quite obvious, and her lower lip was still a little swollen.

How hard did she bite last night?

Leng Haochen looked at Song Xingchen's uncomfortable expression and said, "A cat bites me." ”

Song Xingchen's eyes flashed, and he immediately avoided his ridiculous waist, and subconsciously bit his lip, and the tip of his tongue seemed to have the taste of blood between his lips and teeth.

"Daddy, why does the cat bite your lip?" Leng Yi'an imagined that picture for a while, and finally came to the conclusion: "Shouldn't you want to kiss the cat?" ”

Leng Haochen retorted solemnly: "It's the cat who takes the initiative." ”

Song Xingchen's face turned red again, so she didn't take the initiative.

She doesn't remember anyway......

After breakfast, Leng Yi'an reluctantly got tired of being by Song Xingchen's side for a while, understanding her for 'working' all night, not pestering her to send him to school, and obediently following the driver.

Leng Haochen stopped in front of Song Xingchen with his briefcase: "Are you going to the crew today?" ”

Without waiting for her to speak: "I'll send you." ”

Song Xingchen shook his head: "Don't go." ”

She picked up the investment book on the sofa and said in a reluctant tone: "I'm going to send this to Qiao's house." ”

Leng Haochen looked at her annoyed little face, thinking of the Qiao family's attitude towards Song Xingchen, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "I'll go with you." ”

"Huh?" Song Xingchen raised his eyes, just in time to see the shadow under his eyes, thinking that Leng Haochen had been with her for a day yesterday and had delayed a lot of work, so he immediately shook his head.

"I'll do it myself." She didn't want to be a burden to Leng Haochen.

Leng Haochen was displeased, and was about to speak, when Song Xingchen whispered: "I am now a member of the Leng family, and the people of the Qiao family dare not do anything to me, don't they dare to be cold?" ”

Leng Haochen's eyes drooped, this was the first time she admitted that she was a member of the Leng family, and she had the demeanor of a hostess, which made him happy.

But I'm still a little worried.

"Are you sure?" He asked again.

Song Xingchen nodded, raised his hand and repeatedly promised: "I won't be bullied, Leng Shao, no matter how bad it is, won't you still support me?" ”

After she finished speaking cheekily, she realized that her tone was a little coquettish, and she quickly let go of his arm, and there was nowhere to escape from embarrassment.

Leng Haochen's eyebrows and eyes melted into tenderness, and when he saw Song Xingchen's insistence, he was embarrassed and wanted to run away from the door, so he didn't say anything more.

He pinched her face and turned to go to the company alone.

But when he got in the car, he still called and arranged for someone to protect Song Xingchen in secret.

Qiao's family has endless means, and he doesn't want Song Xingchen to suffer any more losses.

In the living room, Song Xingchen puffed out his mouth and stared at his back: "Why do you always pinch my face?" I'm not An An. ”

It is impossible for An An to stand obediently and let Leng Haochen ravage her, so why is she so stupid and let others knead her?

Song Xingchen turned around speechlessly, and saw Uncle Wang coming over with a smile: "Madam, do you want to prepare a car for you now?" ”

Song Xingchen was even more embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "Thank you." ”

She ran a few steps and then turned back: "Uncle Wang, I'm really sorry yesterday for worrying about you." ”

Uncle Wang smiled and said, "Madam is too polite, we didn't help much, and in the end, the young master had a way." ”

Song Xingchen's face turned red and he muttered and ran away.

Soon, Song Xingchen came to Qiao's house in a car.

Seeing the Qiao family's villa, Song Xingchen's excited mind completely fell silent.

She asked the driver to go back first, so he didn't have to wait for her here.

Then, he entered the door with an indifferent expression.

She directly showed the contract to Qiao's mother: "What you asked me to do, I did it, give me my sister's ashes." ”

"Why is it so early today?" Qiao's mother glanced at Song Xingchen suspiciously.

Then, she took the investment book over and checked it carefully, and saw that Leng Haochen had indeed signed the contract, and her attitude turned 180 degrees.

She said very happily: "It's hard work, or you Bing Xue is smart and reliable, I'll just say, your relationship with Leng Shao is so good, how can he not agree to such a trivial matter?" ”

Song Xingchen was unmoved, and took the opportunity to take the contract back, avoiding Qiao's mother's hand by the way: "Where are my sister's ashes?" ”

"Don't worry, why can't you sit for a while when you come home? Have you eaten? I'll have someone prepare your favorite breakfast for you......" Qiao's mother saw her take the contract away, her eyes flashed with anger, but her face was silent, and she smiled more gently.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed Song Xingchen's arm and pulled the person to the dining table, while instructing the maid to prepare breakfast and treat her as if she were her own daughter.

I want ashes, it's a dream!!

The ashes are her means of pinching Song Xingchen, how can she give this girl now?

"Sit down first, I'll send the contract to your dad to see, he went to the company early in the morning, and he was still worried about this investment...... "Qiao's mother was about to get the contract, and her mouth was still boasting: "Your dad must be very happy if he knows that you are so good." ”

"Mrs. Joe, are you a fool for me?" Song Xingchen had long expected that Qiao's mother would not be honest, so he immediately took his hand back, held the contract in his arms, and said solemnly: "Give me the ashes, and I will give you the contract immediately." ”

"Stars." The smile on Qiao's mother's face fell: "What are you doing here?" Am I still able to abuse my child for a share of ashes? Your sister's ashes are well offered at home, and the deceased is the greatest, so why do you have to toss her? ”

Song Xingchen sneered, did you forget the vicious face they used to threaten their sister before?

"If you don't give me the ashes, I won't give you the contract." Song Xingchen sneered, got up and was about to leave: "When you think about it, come to me with the ashes." ”