After sending the little guy to the kindergarten, Asa Zike rushed to the bus stop with peace of mind.

There was still a hundred meters away from the bus stop, and suddenly, a black Mercedes stopped in front of the woman, the window rolled down, and a sunny and handsome side face was displayed in front of the woman.

"Get in the car."

Qianzi Ke was slightly stunned: "Gu Chuan, why are you here?" ”

"I'm going to take you to work." As he spoke, he gave the woman a smile that he thought was handsome, and at the same time got out of the car and opened the door for her.

"No, I'll just take the bus."

After speaking, Asa Zike just wanted to go around the car and leave, but his arm was pulled violently and crashed into a warm embrace.

Gu Chuan frowned slightly and asked, "Qianzi Ke, did I do something wrong, why do you keep avoiding me?" ”

The woman smiled awkwardly, uncomfortably trying to break free: "No, I didn't hide from you." ”

"Not yet? Why didn't you let me take you to work? ”

"I'm used to taking the bus..... You, you let go of me first. ”

Gu Chuan looked down at the woman, knowing that his behavior was a little bad, and let go of his hand.

Asa Zike rubbed his shoulders and said, "Gu Chuan, you go to the store quickly, I'll take the bus and see you in the store." ”

As he spoke, before he could take a step forward, his arm was pulled by the man again, Gu Chuan didn't give the woman the slightest chance to resist, and even stuffed her into the sports car with a bag.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Disobedient woman!"

Gu Chuan started the sports car by himself, and roared towards the clothing store, along the way, Asa Zike was noisy and noisy, and he also went in and out of his left ear, remembering her initiative last night, his heart was sweet.

The picture changed, on the flight to her country, Yiyi was bored looking at the news in the newspaper, and suddenly, her eyes were locked on the latest news on the cover, reading the content carefully, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Mozu Beitan is the president, she doesn't care, the whole person's mind is on Mengxuan, not called Mengxuan, called Mengxuan, not only the president of the 'Mengdi Group', but also the country's defense minister.

Before she went abroad, she felt that Meng Xuan's identity was not ordinary, and suddenly a scene flashed like a woman's mind, I still remember that night, in the woods, he said that she was Meng Xuan's woman, at first she didn't know who Meng Xuan was, it turned out to be him......

Looking at the man in the newspaper, the woman reminisced about the past.

After a while, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth: What if he is the Minister of Defense, he has nothing to do with him anymore!

Between her and him, it had already ended three years ago.

On the other side, kindergarten.

Mo Baozi glanced at the teacher who was talking to his parents not far away, and trotted all the way in the direction of home with his schoolbag on his back.

On the way, the little guy took out drawing paper and pen from his schoolbag, looked at the construction of the sports car seriously, and couldn't help frowning.

In the extended version of Rolls-Royce, the man leisurely stands up his long legs, listening to Kwon Yiling's work arrangements and political reports with a blank face.

Red light, luxury car stopped. Mozu Beitan looked at the crowd passing outside the car window, and suddenly, a small figure fell into the man's sight, and his brows couldn't help but be raised: How old is this child, wandering on the street by himself?

The green light turned on, the luxury car drove slowly, the man retracted his gaze, and the little guy also raised his face to cross the road with the adults.

Mozu Beitan picked up his mobile phone, his eyes suddenly shone up, his whole face changed greatly, and he said in a cold voice: "Stop!" ”

Quan Yiling was slightly stunned: "Your Excellency, what's wrong?" ”

Mozu Beitan looked at the black screen of the mobile phone, a boy's little face was reflected, his eyes sank, he turned his head to look out the window, and saw a little boy walking casually towards the presidential palace.

A long line of luxury cars stopped in front of the little guy, the window opened, and the ink bun was also stunned, looking up, looking at the man's deep black eyes like the sea.