When Song Ziting arrived at the company, most of the company's employees were off work. Song Ziting stood in front of the office building, looked up at the dimly lit lights, and finally exhaled and entered the lobby.
Because of what happened last time, everyone in the company now basically knows Song Ziting. Although she has not appeared in public yet, the company's employees have basically recognized the fact that Song Ziting is the president's wife. So when Song Ziting entered the lobby
, without any hindrance at all, he entered the elevator directly and headed straight to the 19th floor.
Song Ziting looked at the numbers jumping on the elevator, and she felt inexplicably nervous for some reason. When the elevator door finally opened with a ding, Song Ziting took a big breath of fresh air, and then walked in the direction of the president's office. Sure enough,
, the lights in the CEO's office were still on. Song Ziting stood at the door and hesitated. To be honest, she didn't know why Song Ziting was a little worried about seeing the scene last time. Thinking of the intimate state between Zhang Hao and the female secretary in the CEO's office last time, Song Ziting only
I felt my heart pounding and suffocating, but finally I mustered up the courage and raised my hand to knock on the door.
I don't know whether it was because she was too strong or because the office door was just ajar. As she knocked on the door, the door opened gently. Song Ziting was stunned at first, but she still looked inside through the open door.
Go. At this time, Zhang Hao was lowering his head and carefully reviewing the documents on the table, but he didn't notice anything strange at the door.
Song Ziting stood at the door, leaning gently on the door, looking at Zhang Hao who was extremely serious at the desk and lost his mind for a moment. It is said that men who work hard are the most attractive. It seems that this is true. It turns out that this gangster
There are times when she is so serious! Song Ziting curled her lips, but she still couldn't help but look at Zhang Hao's handsome profile.
"Why are you here?" It wasn't until she heard the voice in front of her that Song Ziting hurriedly averted her eyes, then awkwardly raised the lunch box in her hand and said, "Well... grandma asked me to bring this over!"
Zhang Hao was originally reviewing documents and felt a little thirsty. When he wanted to get up and make some coffee, he noticed that someone had appeared at the door. So he looked up and found Song Ziting leaning on the door staring at him, so he went out.
asked in a voice.
Zhang Hao looked at the things in Song Ziting's hand and Song Ziting's red face, and felt a trace of joy in his heart. Regardless of whether this little girl was voluntary or not, she still appeared here, but he lowered his head and looked at the documents in his hand, so
He pointed to the sofa not far away: "Sit down! I'll be ready soon!"
When Song Ziting heard Zhang Hao's words, she carried the lunch box into the office, turned around and closed the door gently, then sat obediently on the sofa next to her. She thought Zhang Hao would immediately put down the documents in his hand and come over to eat, so she simply
She waited aside. Unexpectedly, Zhang Hao's words were not as fast as expected. Until Song Ziting found that the food on the coffee table was almost cold, Zhang Hao had not made any movement, so she couldn't help but remind her:
"Well... grandma said, let you eat it while it's hot. This bird's nest porridge won't taste good when it's cold!"
Zhang Hao paused after hearing Song Ziting's words. He looked at the documents in his hands that were almost finished, so he stood up and stretched, then walked towards the sofa. Without waiting for Song Ziting's reaction, he sat down next to Song Ziting. Song Ziting felt the sofa next to her.
After sinking a large amount, she realized that Zhang Hao had already sat next to her. Her breath was filled with Zhang Hao's unique smell. Song Ziting couldn't help but become inexplicably nervous, so she blushed and hurriedly prepared to get up: "
Well...I won't disturb your meal, I'll wait for you in the car!"
"Sit down, feed me!" Zhang Hao said loudly before Song Ziting could take a step forward. Then he stretched out his hand to pull Song Ziting back to his side, and awkwardly took out the chopsticks from the lunch box with his left hand and handed them to her.
In front of Song Ziting: "My hand is almost broken. I have been busy all day and now I can't pick up anything!"
When Song Ziting heard Zhang Hao's request, her face turned even redder. She didn't expect that Zhang Hao would make such an unreasonable request, so she immediately wanted to refuse. However, when she lowered her head and glanced casually, she discovered that Zhang Hao was holding the chopsticks.
My left hand was trembling slightly, and I couldn't help feeling weak, but I still took the chopsticks.
Zhang Hao saw Song Ziting reaching out to take the chopsticks, with an imperceptible smile on her lips, then raised his head and said to the food in the lunch box: "I want to eat pork ribs!"
Song Ziting heard Zhang Hao's words and reached out to pick up a piece of ribs. She wanted to put it in Zhang Hao's bowl, but she didn't expect that Zhang Hao would be so shameless and just opened his mouth and waited. Song Ziting had no choice but to reach out and put the ribs into Zhang Hao's bowl.
Zhang Hao opened his mouth and started chewing with satisfaction, and deliberately made a noise: "Well, Mrs. Zhang's craftsmanship is better! It tastes really good, give me another piece of diced pork!" Zhang Hao finished eating.
"Pork ribs," he said loudly, ignoring Song Ziting's frown, and then pointed at the diced meat in the lunch box, his eyes shining.
Song Ziting looked at the stir-fried diced pork with carrots in the lunch box, thought for a moment, reached for the soup spoon, scooped out a full spoonful and handed it directly to Zhang Hao. When Song Ziting saw Zhang Hao seeing the minced carrots, she couldn't help but frown,
She couldn't help but snicker in her heart. When she opened her mouth to speak, Song Ziting took the opportunity to stuff the spoon into Zhang Hao's mouth.
Zhang Hao smelled the smell of carrots, and his beautiful eyebrows all knitted together. Since childhood, besides hating Song Ziting, the thing he hated most was carrots. Seeing Song Ziting calmly continue to scoop up a large spoonful of carrots, Zhang Hao stretched out his hand and
Get ready to grab the spoon.
But Song Ziting didn't let go and raised the spoon high: "Mr. Zhang, I'd better feed you. Grandma said, you can't be picky about food, so that the wound can heal quickly!" Then she turned her ugly face towards Zhang Hao.
There was a slight smile on his face, but he didn't know that the two of them looked extremely ambiguous.
Zhang Hao looked at Song Ziting's look and knew that Song Ziting must have done it on purpose. He opened his mouth and swallowed the carrot that Song Ziting brought to his mouth. Then he reached out and picked up the bird's nest porridge and drank it in one gulp. He put the porridge bowl down.
On the coffee table: "I've finished eating. You can take care of the rest. Grandma said not to waste it! Aren't you always the most obedient to grandma?"
After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he reached out and pinched a large piece of ribs and stuffed it into Song Ziting's mouth. Looking at Song Ziting's small mouth filled with ribs, he stood up with satisfaction and returned to the desk again. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Song Ziting sighing slightly.
He frowned and pouted at himself, but in the end he obediently picked up the bowl and ate all the food in the lunch box. He couldn't help but grinned slightly and continued to work.
When Zhang Hao finished all the documents, he remembered that Song Ziting, who was just finishing the meal, had stopped moving. He couldn't help but look curiously in the direction of Song Ziting, only to find that Song Ziting had fallen asleep on the sofa.
! Looking at Song Ziting's sleeping face leaning on the sofa, Zhang Hao couldn't help but shook his head, then got up and walked to the back of the office, reached out and took out a thin blanket and covered Song Ziting's body. Seeing Song Ziting put the blanket on
He wrapped himself up and continued to sleep soundly. Zhang Hao thought for a while and finally took out his phone and dialed: "Grandma, Ziting and I won't go back tonight. Ziting is here to accompany me, so don't worry.
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Zhang Hao hung up the phone gently, then walked to the sofa and sat down gently. He carefully lifted Song Ziting's little head and placed it on his lap. Then he sat on the sofa with his clothes fully clothed and read carefully.
A cooperation project with the United States has come.