"Brother Xiao, the new report has been prepared, can you take a look at this." Xu Xuerong carefully placed a document in front of Song Muxiao's desk, and then stood beside him respectfully, looking at the man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window gently.

Long eyelashes like a fan, a handsome nose bridge, sexy thin lips, and a sculpted chin. It is simply the work of the Creator, perfect to be without blemish.

"Hmm." Slender fingers took it, and he quickly glanced at it with the light of his eyes.

"This conversation went very smoothly, and we completely won Mr. Zhang's order. Previously, because of the plagiarism case of the Jiang family, after trying our best to recover, we still lost nearly 20% of the order. But you can take a break this week! Xu Xuerong took the summary form and said with a smile.

Song Muxiao raised his eyes to look at her and said, "You have worked hard this time. ”

"It's okay, I'm also a part of the company, and I should contribute to the company."

"After this order is over, you will have a good rest for a week, and the company will grant you paid leave."

Xu Xuerong pursed her lips, she didn't want any paid leave, she just wanted to be by Song Muxiao's side all the time.

Just as he was about to speak, Song Muxiao's mobile phone rang.

The other party said a few words, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

"When did you come back and don't say a word? Okay, let's have a meal together at noon. ”

Putting down the phone, Xu Xuerong asked, "Brother Xiao, what is this?" ”

Song Muxiao was stunned for a moment and replied, "It's my mother who came back." ”

"Is it Auntie? She doesn't live abroad all the year round, why did she suddenly return to China? ”

"I don't know, but I came back a little suddenly. By the way, I won't eat with you at noon, you can do it yourself. ”

Xu Xuerong nodded obediently.

Landscape people.

This Chinese specialty restaurant is one of Lin Jing's favourites and has an elegant antique décor. Every corner is carefully arranged, and the whole private room reveals a faint fragrance.

Song Muxiao was waiting in the restaurant early, and he snapped his fingers and asked the waiter to start preparing the food.

When it was close to eleven and a half, Lin Jing came from outside the door.

She is Song Muxiao's adoptive mother, and she is more than fifty years old this year. But she is very well maintained, with exquisite makeup and graceful posture, she can't see her age at all. Inside, she wears a dark V-neck underneath and a white women's suit. The whole body is extremely well groomed, and there is a hint of majesty in his demeanor.

Song Muxiao stood up and stepped forward to hug her.

"Sit down." Lin Jing responded, and her raised lips could not hide the joy in her heart.

Song Muxiao asked the waiter to open a bottle of red wine and poured a glass for Lin Jing.

"Celebrate your return home."

Lin Jing took a small sip and said, "You still remember that I like this restaurant." ”

"What my mother likes, I will naturally remember." Song Muxiao said lightly.

She picked up her chopsticks and tasted them. Between a smile and a smile, there is an elegant temperament, which is pleasing to the eye.

"By the way, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing as your marriage?"

Song Muxiao was stunned for a moment, and his eyes became dark.

Swallowing the food in his mouth, he spoke: "You are not in the country all year round, and things are also very busy. Actually, I was in a hurry to get married this time, so I didn't inform you. ”

Lin Jing raised her eyes and asked, "Could it be that Xu Xuewei again?" ”

"It's not." Song Muxiao quickly denied it, "The matter between me and Xu Xuewei has passed, so don't mention the previous things." Not to mention that we are already impossible. ”

He pinched his glass's fingers tightly.

"Mu Xiao." Lin Jing called his name, "You are the child I watched grow up, and since your parents died, I took you over to raise you." I hope you can have a wonderful family and a wife who loves you. ”

Song Muxiao lowered his eyes, he didn't know if his family was beautiful or not, and whether his wife loved him.

"After all, marriage is a major event in life, and you have to learn to be responsible for yourself and your family."

The fingers that pinched the glass tighter, and he drank the red wine from the glass.

Lin Jing smiled and said, "Life is the red wine in this glass, you have to taste it slowly to know the taste." ”

"You don't have to worry about my business."

Lin Jing pursed her lips and looked at him.

"I'm your adoptive mother, and I can't leave your affairs alone. You're not too young, and it's time to start a family. But you're still too young and there are a lot of things you don't understand, especially emotionally. ”

"You say I'm not young for a while, and then you say I'm young, I think you're confused."

Listening to Song Muxiao's words, Lin Jing burst out laughing.

However, Song Muxiao was still indifferent, and his eyes were as calm as water.

"You will always be a child in my eyes, forgive a mother's heart." She calmed down, "But you must tell me whose girl is holding your heart." ”

Song Muxiao hooked the corners of his lips, but his smile was a little sarcastic.

"It's not a big show." But he kept silent about "holding the heart".

Lin Jing lowered her eyes, poured herself a glass of red wine again, and took a sip.

Since Song Muxiao's parents died, it has been difficult for this child to open his heart. She has always been very busy with work, and to be honest, she has taken very little care of him. She hoped that Song Muxiao could find happiness in her life in marriage, but she didn't expect his first relationship to bring him great harm.

She looked at the big boy in front of her with some distress.

Lin Jing has never been married and does not know a complete process of motherhood. She has an outstanding career but no happy family, and she has been alone for so many years, also because of her inner dedication to love. This feeling made her miserable, and she didn't want Song Muxiao to follow in her footsteps again.

She stretched out her hand and held Song Muxiao's palm.

Song Muxiao glanced at Lin Jing and felt the temperature of her palm.

"Mu Xiao, don't worry too much about many things. If it's love, let go and chase it. ”

He pulled out a wry smile, what if you don't love?

What if there was no love in the first place?

Lin Jing didn't wait for him to answer, so she continued: "Wait a few days, bring her out, and we'll meet." ”

Song Muxiao withdrew his hand, put it under the table, looked sideways slightly, and said slowly: "Don't use it for the time being, I'll talk about this later." ”

Lin Jing was choked for a moment, and her eyes changed slightly. But she smiled slightly and said, "Then I respect your choice." ”

Song Muxiao didn't say anything, just ate the meal in front of him one bite at a time.

The two fell silent for a long time.

After eating, Song Muxiao asked the driver to send Lin Jing back, she drank a little more at noon, he was worried that it was not safe for her to drive alone.

"Thank you then."

"Don't be so polite."

Lin Jingwan smiled, it seemed that they had always been so polite.

"When I return to China this time, I have some important things to deal with, and it may take a little longer. I'm going to buy a house here that I can move in for two days, so I'm staying at a hotel for now. This is the address of the hotel and the house, and I sent it on your phone. ”

Song Muxiao checked it and said that he already knew. He put Lin Jing in the car, watched the private car leave, and then returned to the company.

After he returned, Xu Xuerong was still waiting for him in his office. The coffee is brewed and placed on the table.

Song Muxiao was a little surprised, he strode in and said, "Didn't you go on vacation?" What are you still doing here. ”

Xu Xuerong smiled: "I'm not worried about anything important on your side, since you are back, then I will go back to the design department first." ”

"You can go home in the afternoon, you don't have to go back to the design department."

Song Muxiao made a decision for her noncommittally and sat back on the office chair.

Xu Xuerong's mouth opened, but she didn't speak. The man before the meeting ignored her, and Xu Xuerong was not bored, so she obediently left the office.

After eating with Lin Jing at noon, Song Muxiao was entangled in his heart. I don't know what I'm going on, and my originally somewhat determined feelings have begun to waver again.

For feelings, he has always been relatively dull, whether it is Xu Xuewei or He Xueyi. It's hard to figure out what a woman thinks in her heart, thinking that when she doesn't love, the other party actually loves her very much. When he loved everything very much, he found that the other party was cheating on him. But no matter what, the relationship between the two sides has not been concluded until now.

With a terrible headache, he leaned back in his chair and let the sun shine straight down on him. He rubbed his temples, and images of the past loomed into his mind.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, the matter at hand was almost handled, Song Muxiao picked up the black blazer and drove alone at the entrance of the hospital.

When I walked to the door of the familiar ward, I saw that it was empty.

He walked in, and there was clearly a freshly washed cup and chopsticks on the table. Song Muxiao touched the kettle with the back of his hand, and it was still warm inside.

Remembering the last time there was a commotion at the door, he turned back downstairs and bought a fruit basket. When she returned to the ward, He Xueyi had just returned from a walk in the small park.

The nurse recognized it as someone who had been here before, the husband of the pregnant woman she was caring for.

She called He Xueyi lightly, and the people around her raised their eyes and met Song Muxiao's cramped eyes.

He Xueyi was wearing a striped hospital gown, and her wide clothes made her look a little thin. Her hair was gently pulled to one side, and there were two blush on her unpowdered cheeks. She held her back with one hand while she stroked slowly on her lower abdomen with the other.

The soft gaze is cast, and the whole body exudes a unique feminine charm.

Looking at her appearance, Song Muxiao's heart seemed to be hit by a softness, and a strange feeling rushed up and permeated this brain.

fell into silence for a long time in the corridor of the hospital, and at this time, Song Muxiao seemed to have lost his original coldness, but bent his waist slightly like a child who had done something wrong to meet He Xueyi's line of sight.