Chapter 123: The Poor Little Who Was Divorced (66)

I'm afraid that the little girl's heart is unbalanced.

Although he knew, Jiang Juan was very sensible.

But he still wants to take care of her in everything.

After Shao Qingshu left, Jiang Juan opened the small box and took out the contents of it.

Hey...... Isn't that the cup she made before?

Jiang Juan took a closer look and found that it was not, it was a new cup, and the handprints on it were different.

Could it be that Shao Qingshu did it himself?

The ginger rolls are sweet in my heart.

Song Minglu, who was hiding not far away, waited for Shao Qing to leave before coming out.

Seeing Jiang Juan standing there with a cup and smiling, with a happy look, and thinking of the pain he had suffered in the past two days, the expression on his face was almost uncontrollable.

She walked up to Jiang Juan and called her, "Miss Jiang." ”

It's as elegant and gentle as before.

Jiang Juan looked up and saw Song Minglu, confused.

Song Minglu still looks like a sick beauty, but Jiang Juan just doesn't like it.

All I thought about was what Shao Qingshu looked like when he was sick, and that kind of appearance made people want to kiss and rub it.

"What's the matter?"

"I'd like to meet you tomorrow on the other side of South Street, okay?"

Jiang Juan looked at Song Minglu's eyes, and after a while, nodded: "Yes." ”

Song Minglu was relieved when he got the answer.

When the ginger rolls are sold to human traffickers tomorrow, she will be sent to a distant mountain village, never to return.

She will also get a sum of money, and then she can continue to maintain her good life.

Thinking of this, she left with great relief.

99 on the side asked Jiang Juan: "Host, do you really want to meet Song Minglu?" ”

"No, I'm going to Qingshu brother's company tomorrow."

"That ......"

A sly smile appeared on Jiang Juan's lips, "I'm just lying to her, this person can pretend, it's not good to ask me to meet, I'm not stupid." ”

Ginger Roll went upstairs with the cup in his arms.

99 sighed, if you want to talk about routines, his host also knows something.

It looks like it's easy to deceive, but it's actually fine, but it's just that I'm usually too lazy to use my brain.

......

The next day, Jiang Juan entered the company with two insulated buckets.

There are actually her fans in the company, and a girl at the front desk saw her with red cheeks: "Curly? ”

Jiang Juan looked at her suspiciously, and after the girl expressed her fan identity, she remembered something, and asked her in a low voice: "Are you here to find Mr. Shao?" ”

As a fan, she has known this secret for a long time.

Today, is it finally going to be officially announced?

Agitated.

Ginger Roll nodded and gave her the candy he had brought with him.

The front desk was even more excited, and after Jiang rolled up the elevator, he said in the WeChat group: "The future president's wife is here." ”

"What? Where is the president's wife, don't be kidding. ”

"If I remember correctly, the company has only one president, Mr. Shao...... I can't even think about it. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, Secretary Qian is in the group."

Two minutes later, the secretary saw the group message.

Five minutes later, ginger rolled into the office with only a thermos bucket left in his hand.

The secretary was so frightened that he stood up directly, and when he saw the ginger roll, he sighed a few words in his heart, worthy of being the anchor of his fans, look at this cuteness, the more he looks at it, the more he likes it, and he can't wait to go home as a daughter.

remembered what was said in the WeChat group, the secretary understood in seconds, pointed to the door inside, and said, "Mr. Shao is inside." ”

After saying thank you, Jiang Roll knocked on the door and entered.

The secretary Aite glanced at the person who said the president's wife, and typed a few words: "Crispy rolls?" ”

The front desk immediately replied: "Hey, hey? Secretary Qian, don't you ......".

Secretary Qian replied inscrutablely: "Do you know who that 'brother' is?" ”