On January 16, 20, the wind and the sun were beautiful, and on the first day of work, Mr. Song was working.

Song Qinbei pushed his metal-framed glasses, and the face of the Sven scum was full of displeasure, "What are you writing?" ”

Tang Xin blinked innocently, "The old man asked me to report your itinerary to him every day, and I will write down your every move in a small book." ”

"Then you have to remember it when I go to the bathroom?"

Song Qinbei looked at her playfully.

Tang Xin's face turned red, and she said with a straight face: "Mr. Song, please be serious, I'm spying on you." ”

Song Qinbei snorted coldly and continued to work.

And Tang Xin stayed quietly aside, watching him work, Tang Xin looked at it and became sleepy.

It's not an easy job.

It's just a little boring.

Tang Xin dozed off, her head tilted, and she smashed on the sofa next to her.

When Song Qinbei finished his work, he saw the little woman on the side nesting on the sofa, her small mouth slightly open, and she still had a hara, and she looked very cute when she was asleep.

The scene in front of him made his mind suddenly cross the appearance of Qian'er when he was sleeping.

Once Qian'er slept next to him, it was also the appearance of this small mouth and non-stop flowing.

Cute and well-behaved.

Looking at it like this, Song Qinbei even felt that Qian'er's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Tang Xin's.

Probably a delusion.

Seeing that she was sleeping like a little hamster in a daze, the corners of Song Qinbei's lips couldn't help but rise.

He caught a glimpse of the small pink notebook Tang Xin was holding in his hand.

Seeing the above line of words, Song Qinbei's face darkened a little.

Did the old man lose his eyes by sending this little woman to be a spy? She monitors her work reports and writes them like elementary school students' essays.

Song Qinbei tugged at the corners of his lips, and he gently kicked Tang Xin's calf, "Tang Xin, make me coffee." ”

"Hmm......"

Tang Xin snorted in a daze, and turned over.

Song Qinbei: ...... He directly pinched Tang's soft little face, and gradually strained his hands, "Get up, go make coffee!" ”

Tang Xin was woken up by pinching her face in a daze, her eyes were blank, and she nodded mechanically, "Oh, okay, I'll go right away-"

Song Qinbei: ...... What a stupid woman.

Tang Xin persisted until Song Qinbei got off work, and the day's work was relatively easy.

When she got home, she said goodnight to Xiaobao, and then fell asleep in the bed.

Unexpectedly, when it was close to 12 o'clock in the evening, he was woken up by the urgent urging bell of Old Man Song.

"Tang Xin, did you do what I told you to do?"

On the phone, the old man's voice was angry, "I think, if you neglect your duties like this, you can be laid off with honor!" ”

Tang Xin was almost ringing in her ears when she was shouted by the old man's loud voice, and her consciousness in her sleep gradually cleared up a little, shook her head, and looked confused: "Old man, what's wrong?" ”

"You still have the face to ask what's wrong? I asked you to monitor Song Qinbei 24 hours a day, and what did you do?! ”

The old man was about to be angry, "It's so late that Qinbei hasn't gone home yet, and now the phone can't get through, the text message won't be replied, and the whole person can't be contacted."

Instead of staring at him all the time, you, as his secretary, slept peacefully? ”

The old man's voice was even louder.

"Grandpa, don't be angry yet,"

Tang Xin blocked his ears while grabbing his chicken nest head and got up from the bed, "It's not good for the elderly to be angry and it's not good for ...... health"

"You curse me less, and now I order you to hurry up and get Qinbei back for me.

Qin Shuang is now hospitalized, but he is fooling around outside, like something! ”

Who is Qin Shuang? Tang Xin was confused when he heard it.

"Grandpa, I understand your feelings about wanting to see your grandson, but where do I go to find him in the middle of the night, I think Song Qinbei should be ...... as a mature man"

Before she could finish speaking, the phone hung up.

Tang Xin: ...... This Nima.

"Song Qinbei, this bastard, doesn't go home to go out to wave at night, and even a good sleep makes me sleep unsteadily."

Tang Xin still had half a point of pajamas at the moment, and she looked at the night sky outside while changing her clothes.

The night was thick like ink.

It's so late, where to find someone.

It's so sad.

The more Tang Xin thought about it, the more he felt that he was on a thief ship.

"Mom, where are you going?"

Qian'er came out of the children's room with sleepy eyes, still wearing blue jingle cat pajamas, he was sleeping in a daze just now, and heard his mother answering the phone.

On the phone, he even heard his grandfather's voice.

It seems that the grandfather is scolding the mother, and the general content is that the mother is scolded for not taking the father well.

What's going on here? Qian'er's small head was full of big doubts.

"Whew."

Tang Xin forced herself to calm down, and she said while washing her face: "That's the case, Mom's bastard boss has a convulsion at night, and I, as a subordinate, need to get the boss back."

Mom is going out now, you remember to lock the doors and windows at home and rest early, you know? ”

While speaking, Tang Xin had already packed her bag, she rubbed Qian'er's little head, and said gently.

Qian'er blinked.

It turned out that my mother is now my father's employee again.

"Mom, then you should pay attention to safety on the road, and come back early."

"Okay, baby, mommy will go first."

Tang Xin imprinted a gentle kiss on his forehead.

She scolded Song Qinbei in her heart and rushed out in a hurry.

"Mom."

Qian'er pursed her lower lip, and he took Tang Xin's hand.

"What's wrong, Xiaobao?"

Tang Xin blinked in confusion.

"I ......"

Qian'er rolled his eyes, he pursed his lips, and said cautiously: "The teacher at school said that we need to buy a children's publication, called the Enchanted Forest, which is located at 210 World Trade Street, can my mother go over there and buy that book for me when she comes back?" I'll need it tomorrow for class. ”

Tang Xin was a little puzzled, why didn't Xiaobao tell him earlier?

She always thinks that Xiaobao is very strange now.

Whether it's demeanor, expression, or eyes...... It's weird.

But after all, it was still the meat that fell from her stomach, she smiled and touched Qian'er's head, "Okay, Mom will buy it back for you, you can sleep in peace." ”

Qian'er's dark eyes crossed a touch of imperceptible emotion, and he pursed his lips and watched Tang Xin leave.

Mom, I hope you find your father soon.

…… Tang Xin planned to help Xiaobao buy books first, after all, there was a vast sea of people at night, and it was one thing whether he could find Song Qinbei or not.

After she came to the designated place according to Xiaobao's mouth, she found that No. 210 was not a bookstore at all, but a luxury club? Could it be that she has gone wrong? Tang Xin recalled carefully, it was indeed No. 210.

Could it be that Xiaobao is mistaken? She looked left and right, and the neon lights around her were bustling, but there was no bookstore.

Tang Xin scratched his head, a little struggling.

Xiaobao has always been a smart and clever child, so he won't remember the wrong number of the bookstore, right? She looked around suspiciously, but saw a Rolls-Royce Phantom not far from No. 210.

The license plate number of the 6 on the top...... Isn't this Song Qinbei's car? Tang Xin's eyes lit up, and his waist didn't hurt anymore in an instant, and his legs didn't hurt anymore.

It's like stepping on iron shoes and finding nowhere to go.

I really want to thank Xiaobao for letting her find Song Qinbei by mistake.

After a short period of happiness, Tang Xin pursed the corners of his lips.

is a good Song Qinbei, the old man in the family can't find him angry, and what kind of frost is there, he is also hospitalized, and the family is a mess of porridge, but he is embarrassed to look for flowers outside and ask Liu? Tang Xin had a cold face and walked inside angrily.

At the moment, in a luxurious box.

The man took off his blazer, the cuffs of the hand-made high-end shirt were pulled up to the elbows, the delicate and luxurious diamond buttons glowed with a luxurious and noble luster, and the buttons at his neckline were torn open a few buttons, leaking out the delicate collarbones and honey-colored muscles.

Song Qinbei picked up a glass of red wine, raised his head, and drank it all.

"Big brother, my 82-year-old Lafite didn't let you drink like this......"

The handsome man sitting across from him with a Korean-style Oba middle point covered his chest with a painful face.

"Are you here for your aunt? Asking us out for a drink in the middle of the night? Isn't it fragrant to sleep well at home? ”

Han Shaoli pinched his eyebrows and chattered.

At this time, Tang Xin came to the door of the box with great momentum.

"Miss, you can't go in without a key card."

"Get out of the way, I'm here to take someone away."

Tang Xin went on a rampage.

The waitress stopped her petite body outside, with a cold face, "I'm sorry, but inside is our most honored customer......"

"Your size."

Tang Xin was now sleepy and tired, she leaned her neck, poked her head and shouted loudly inside: "Song Qinbei, I know you are inside!" You hurry out, your grandfather asked me to call you home and sleep! ”

She made a trumpet shape with one hand, and kept pushing and pulling the waitress brother with the other.

Song Qinbei in the box turned dark after hearing this familiar voice.

And Han Shaoli opposite him was stunned for a while, and laughed out loud, "Who is this?" I'm laughing to death......"

"Could this be the little secretary that the old man sent to you to spy on you?"

Han Shaoli was full of interest, "I want to see what she looks like and she has fallen into the eyes of the old man." ”

Han Shaoli opened the door with a smile, "Let her in." ”

The moment the words fell, a petite figure rushed in quickly like a ball of wind.

Tang Xin crossed his waist, panting, and his little face was ruddy, "It's in." ”

And after Han Shaoli saw the little woman in front of him clearly, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Although he has stayed in the entertainment industry for a while, he has indeed seen many beauties, but it is the first time he has seen such a pure and fairy spirit.

And it's still without makeup.

This little secretary has a good look.

Tang Xin didn't notice Han Shaoli's gaze on the side, panting, looking at the culprit who was drinking there like no one else, and he was angry: "Song Qinbei, the old man called me in the middle of the night and asked me to call you home."