After the discussion was made, Zhou Sheng was about to leave, but before she could take a step, her hand was caught by Zhou Ran.

"What's wrong with Xiao Ran?"

She turned around and looked at her daughter in confusion.

"Mother."

Zhou Ran looked at Zhou Sheng pitifully, "When will you come back?"

No matter how sensible she is, she is still a child, especially now she is still sick. When she thinks of staying alone in the hospital, she feels a little scared.

Zhou Sheng couldn't help but feel funny. Before she left, the child had already started asking her when she would be back.

"Xiao Ran is such a clingy person."

She couldn't help but reach out and touch Zhou Ran's head, with a look of doting and helplessness.

Zhou Ran didn't feel any discomfort because of this sentence, and still looked at Zhou Sheng stubbornly, waiting for a definite reply.

Zhou Sheng could only sigh, and then solemnly promised: "Don't worry, Xiaoran, my mother will definitely come back soon. I can't bear to let my little baby stay alone for too long."

Zhou Ran, who was guaranteed, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then let go of Zhou Sheng's hand.

"Then mom, go, you must come back soon."

After leaving the hospital, Zhou Sheng went home directly and saw his son Zhou Fei reading a book in his room.

However, Zhou Fei is not as clingy as that little girl Zhou Ran. She just talked to Zhou Sheng for a while and then started doing her own thing again.

Zhou Sheng first took a shower, then plunged into the kitchen.

Not only did she live hard in the hospital, but Qi Heng must not feel uncomfortable. She ran around the hospital and company every day, and had to accompany Zhou Fei for a while when she got home. Compared with him, she lived much more comfortable herself.

Thinking of this, she wanted to make some compensation for him. Thinking that she hadn't cooked for him for a long time, she planned to cook the meal and deliver it to him in person at noon.

I just don’t know what he would look like when he delivered the meal?

When he thought of seeing Qi Heng soon, Zhou Sheng, who was cooking, had a smile on his lips and felt sweet in his heart.

The food was ready soon, and she put the food into an insulated lunch box and left another portion for Zhou Fei.

"Xiao Fei, I have put the food on the table for you. Now I want to go to the company to find my father. Can you come out and eat it yourself?"

"Mom, I get it."

Zhou Fei responded loudly in the room.

Zhou Sheng then rushed to the company with his lunch box.

But after she arrived at the company, things didn't go so smoothly.

"Miss, who are you looking for?"

The new front desk lady asked politely.

Zhou Sheng walked over with a smile, raised the lunch box in his hand, and then explained: "I'm looking for you Mr. Qi, I'm here to deliver lunch to him."

She had also come to the company to find Qi Heng before, but the front desk at that time knew her and never stopped her. When the front desk lady looked at her, she immediately guessed that she should be a newcomer.

The front desk lady looked at Zhou Sheng suspiciously, as if she didn't believe what the other party said. She could not let someone disturb her boss's work casually.

"Sorry, who are you from Mr. Qi?"

"I……"

Zhou Sheng opened his mouth and felt embarrassed to introduce his identity to others, but in order to see Qi Heng, he gritted his teeth and said, "I am his wife."

But the front desk did not believe her because of this. At this time, she was wearing the simplest casual clothes and didn't look like a rich wife.

"How to prove it?"

The front desk lady probably didn't believe it and still refused to let Zhou Sheng in just like this. What if she was someone who liked Qi Heng and wanted to meet Qi Heng in this way?

Besides, she has worked in one company. None of the rich ladies she has ever seen are dressed in gold and silver, and dressed herself up in a colorful and wealthy way. Although the woman in front of her is beautiful, she is dressed too ordinary and she really can't match the president's wife.

Zhou Sheng was also a little anxious, "How can I prove this? Could it be that someone else has pretended to be your president's wife?"

At the moment, she really couldn't confirm her identity, but because of this, the conscientious front desk lady said she would not let her in.

In desperation, Zhou Sheng had no choice but to call Qi Heng.

"What happened?"

Qi Heng, who was working, suddenly became nervous when he received a call from Zhou Sheng, thinking that something had happened to Zhou Ran.

"Aheng, don't be nervous."

Seeing this, Zhou Sheng hurriedly comforted him, "I'm at your company's door now."

Then she briefly told her about the fact that she was stopped by the front desk. Qi Heng asked her to wait there, and he would come down immediately.

After a while, Qi Heng, who was wearing a suit and tie, got down from the upper floor and immediately took Zhou Sheng in his arms without shy away from the eyes of others.

"Qi—Mr. Qi."

The front desk lady was so shocked that her chin was about to fall off.

"This is my wife. She can go up and find me directly in the future."

Qi Heng was too lazy to talk nonsense to the other party, and directly explained Zhou Sheng's identity.

The front desk lady was so scared that she thought she had blocked the president's wife just now, so she was worried that she would not have a guaranteed job.

"Yes... I'm really sorry. I don't know that you are Mr. Qi's wife. I offended you so much just now. Please forgive me."

After saying that, my face turned red to my ears.

At this time, many people around noticed the situation here, and they all pricked up their ears to hear it more clearly, but they were afraid that Qi Heng would see it, so they had to sneak up.

Qi Heng stood there without saying anything. To be honest, even though the front desk was not intentional, he still felt very unhappy when he thought that Zhou Sheng was stopped by her.

"It's okay, those who don't know are innocent."

Seeing the front desk looking dumb, Zhou Sheng smiled and said it was okay. She was not an unreasonable person, so she could understand the other party's situation. It was just a blame for not being fond of wearing gold and silver, which was really nothing to do with the image of a rich wife.

But the front desk lady did not feel relaxed because of this sentence, but felt that she was even more dangerous.

"Madam, President, I...I really didn't mean it."

Isn’t this the tranquility before the storm? Will she be asked to pack up and leave the next moment?

Zhou Sheng had no choice but to touch her forehead. She really didn't know what the president's wife should look like in the eyes of these people, so she could only comfort the employee again.

"It's really okay, as long as you don't stop me outside the door in the future."

Who made her less than the style of the president’s wife?

The front desk lady then said timidly and quietly retreated aside.
Chapter completed!