"Of course."

"Grandma is going to celebrate her 77th birthday, and I want to help her hold a grand event."

"You've had this plan for a long time? You didn't even mention it. "Is it that if she doesn't ask, he's not going to tell her?

You know, grandma's birthday gift, she has to prepare well in advance.

"There are still two months, no hurry."

"Why don't you hurry, I have to prepare a gift." Zhao Qiqi glared at him and said seriously.

Sheng Jia laughed deeply: "Then my wife bothered to prepare, I don't care?" ”

Do you even want her to think about his share?

Zhao Qiqi instantly felt a lot of pressure, what kind of gift would grandma like?

She was already anxious at this moment, and unconsciously asked, and saw Sheng Jiashen beckoning to her, "I'll tell you what grandma likes." ”

"Huh?"

There is no one else in his office, so why is he still secretive?

Seventeen looked puzzled, but still obediently came to him.

Sheng Jiashen put one hand around her waist and whispered in her ear: "Didn't you clamo to have a child that night?" If you are a great-grandchild, your grandmother will definitely like it. ”

Zhao Qiqi froze for a moment, her ears were heated by his breath, she raised her hand and pushed his shoulder, "How can I be noisy." ”

"It seems that women also like to pay their bills, and the next time you get drunk again, I'll record it." Sheng Jia snorted lightly.

"Then you know I said it drunk." It's not in the plan!

Sheng Jia glanced at her and took her over again, "But that night, I really ......"

His voice grew lower, reaching her heart.

Zhao Qiqi's face turned red, she lowered her head unconsciously, and then shook her head violently, this is less than half a month, how can it be......

"It's impossible to get hit anyway."

"Even if you don't, you should be careful for me." Sheng Jia nodded her forehead and said.

"Hmph."

"Do you want to walk around the company?"

"Yes!" Talking about having children with him in the office was too stressful for her, so let's go out and walk around.

Zhao Qiqi immediately nodded.

Sheng Jiashen shook his head with a smile that saw through her, and didn't mention the topic just now.

He pulled her up and walked out of the door, Zhao Qiqi paused suddenly, "Wait, wait, my hair is not messy, right?" Do you want to touch up your makeup? "It's a matter of image.

"It's not messy, it's beautiful." He raised his hand to pin a strand of hair from her sideburns behind her ear, and combed her fingers to help her straighten her long hair.

"Don't lie to me, you don't want others to say that your wife is not okay?" Zhao Qiqi pointed at him.

"Tsk, my wife is the best." He pulled her out of the office.

Zhao Qiqi pursed her lips and smiled, as soon as she walked out of the office door, she looked a little shy.

Sheng Jiashen took her around the various departments of the company, and the Sheng headquarters building occupied several floors, and she watched with a hint of curiosity as these employees who were more serious than usual were busy in their respective jobs.

She fantasized that if she hadn't entered this industry, she would probably be a 9-to-5 office worker in the office.

Maybe in the future, she can take on a modern drama and play a female white-collar worker.

At first, the staff only looked at them secretly, but then I don't know who started it, someone ran over to ask for an autograph, and then more and more people, and the whole company began to boil.

When Zhao Qiqi helped them sign the autograph, he found that they didn't care about Sheng Jiashen's signature.

Or maybe it's been there for a long time?