Song Xingchen was so angry that his bones clicked, and he wanted to punch Qiao Mingzhu's arrogant face.

However, thinking that this was a public place, she didn't want to be a joke after dinner, so she just threw her a warning look.

"If you dare to touch my sister, I will break the net with you, don't you believe it?" She threatened, then turned and walked away.

Qiao Mingzhu clenched her fists and snorted fiercely at her back: "What are you dragging?" Cheap woman, sooner or later, you will feel better. ”

Sooner or later, she will take down Leng Haochen, and when the time comes, Song Xingchen must kneel down and prostrate himself like a dog at her feet.

In the afternoon, the wind is stronger, and the sun is very harsh, although it is not very warm.

Song Xingchen didn't go anywhere, he went home directly, said hello to Uncle Wang hastily, and went back to the room listlessly to lock himself up.

The servant wondered, "What's wrong with Madame?" I don't seem to have much energy, is it sick? ”

Uncle Wang shook his head, his eyes worried: "Didn't you say that the crew had important work in the morning?" Could something be wrong with ending so early? ”

He shook his head and hurriedly said, "Go prepare lunch, prepare a few more things that Madame likes to eat, and add a dessert to appetize." ”

The maid hurriedly went to prepare, but when the meal was ready, Song Xingchen refused to go downstairs, and even Uncle Wang went upstairs to invite her, but she didn't open the door.

Uncle Wang persuaded through the door: "Madam, people are iron and rice are steel, let's talk about anything after eating, you didn't eat well in the morning......"

As soon as the little young master finished making trouble, Mrs. came here again, and these two people are really becoming more and more like mother and son.

"I'm not hungry, Uncle Wang, don't worry about me." Song Xingchen lay on the bed and said weakly, "I just want to rest." ”

"Then you rest first, the food will be hot for you all the time." Uncle Wang glanced at the door uneasily, but he couldn't see the situation inside, thinking of Song Xingchen's face, he felt more and more that the situation was wrong, so he hurriedly went downstairs and called Leng Haochen.

Leng Haochen just came out of the conference room, and he had a dinner to go to, he didn't even have time to go back to the office, so he changed his coat and planned to go to the garage.

Assistant Qin Ran followed closely behind him and handed over the phone: "President, it's the phone at home." ”

Leng Haochen paused, most of the calls at home only Uncle Wang would call, and he would not call during working hours for no reason.

"Uncle Wang, what's wrong?"

Listening to the man's calm and powerful voice, Uncle Wang's panic calmed down a little, and he explained Song Xingchen's situation and the situation one by one.

In the end, he said: "Young master, Madame's mood is very wrong, no matter how we call the door, she won't open it, as if there is something on her mind." ”

"Don't open the door and don't eat?" Leng Haochen thought that his son was angry and aggrieved, and he was always locked up by himself like this, sulking without eating or drinking.

is worthy of a mother and son, and even the way of getting angry is the same.

He used to think that Leng Yi'an's bad temper and awkward personality was inherited from whom, but now it is clear.

It was all inherited from Song Xingchen to Leng Yi'an.

Leng Haochen said helplessly and with a little doting: "It's just nonsense, is she a three-year-old child?" ”

Qin Ran was just about to open the door, when he heard this, he immediately stood aside obediently, and the mobile phone in his pocket rang again, and the customer's urging call rang, he hesitated, but still didn't pick it up immediately.

Looking at the state of the president, it is not certain whether this dinner can be made.

Leng Haochen sat in the car with a cold face, and he didn't rush to let the driver drive, but advised: "You go and convey my intentions, let her come out to eat immediately." ”

"Young master, will Madame encounter any difficulties?" Uncle Wang was also afraid that Leng Haochen would be really angry, and then cause a conflict between the two, so he immediately played a round: "Madame has always been independent, I have never seen her in such a state of loss of soul today, as if she has been hit by a big blow......"

He sighed: "It's not easy for her to be a girl, and Madame must be in need of companionship now......"

This sentence touched Leng Haochen's sensitive nerves, and thinking that Song Xingchen's situation in the past two days was not right, he also became even more worried: "Forget it, I'll be back soon." ”

Song Xingchen's stubborn temper is even worse than An An'an, how could she listen to Uncle Wang's persuasion and obediently come out to eat?

Qin Ran showed an expression that was really like this, and said worriedly: "President, the partner has called several times to urge, and this dinner has been scheduled for several months, and it is not easy to have the opportunity to sit down and ......"

"Pushed." Leng Haochen pinched his sore forehead: "I'll explain the situation in person another day." ”

Qin Ran was stunned, is this the president's workaholic who put down his work for the first time, just because the future president's wife refused to eat?

Rao was mentally prepared, but he was still startled.

It seems that Miss Song's status in the boss's heart is as tenacious as a rock.

He was about to reply to the customer's message, when Leng Haocong suddenly asked, "Are you...... Ahem, if your girlfriend is unhappy, how do you usually coax your girlfriend? ”

Qin Ran was stunned for a moment: "I...... Don't have a girlfriend yet. ”

Leng Hao glanced at him with disgust, as if to say, such a big person, he doesn't even have a girlfriend, what's the use of asking you?

Qin Ran's heart ached: "Mr. Leng, actually...... If Miss Song is in a bad mood, as long as you accompany her to go out for a walk, play some relaxing and fun, and let her vent her emotions, she will be very happy. ”

"Relax, fun?" Leng Haochen glanced at him, his eyes full of suspicion.

Qin Ran wanted to cry, so he stubbornly said, "It's just dating......"

What could be more than a sweet love affair that can make a girl forget her troubles?

Leng Haochen pondered for a moment, and ruthlessly abandoned Qin Ran: "Drive." ”

Twenty minutes later, Leng Haochen hurried back to the villa.

"Where's she?"

Uncle Wang pointed to the bedroom door upstairs: "Madame has not come out." ”

"Well, you guys are busy." Leng Haochen sent the person away, and went upstairs directly and knocked on the door: "It's me, open the door." ”

Concise and to the point, but also with a domineering that cannot be refused.

Song Xingchen was in a trance, he didn't pay attention to him at first, and thought that he had auditory hallucinations, but who knew that there was a sudden sound of the key twisting at the door.

She put aside the threatening text message that Qiao's mother had just sent on her mobile phone, turned her head sluggishly, and saw Leng Haochen standing at the door with a body of wind and frost, with a little worry on his cold eyebrows.

"You...... How did you get back? Song Xingchen was stunned, shouldn't Leng Haochen be working in the company now?

Before she could react, she saw Leng Haochen striding over, holding her hand without saying anything, and taking the person out: "Follow me." ”

"Huh? Where are you taking me? Song Xingchen didn't have time to take his mobile phone, so he was dragged away by Leng Haochen, and the thoughts of running away finally slipped back.