The latter touched his face that was wet with saliva with a wry smile, and said with both humor and helplessness: "Xiaodouzi, how many times have uncle told you, don't call me daddy, you have to call me uncle. If you don't obey me again, be careful.
Butt!"
"I'll call you daddy, you are my daddy, daddy, daddy," the little girl named Xiaodouzi made a face at Huo Shaoyan and kept shouting.
Huo Shaoyan shook his head and smiled bitterly, then followed Xiaodouzi. Su Mozheng was puzzled, "Huo Shaoyan, this is -"
"A child from my uncle's family," "Lin Kou, come and say hello to your sister!" Huo Shaoyan said with a straight face and called Xiaodouzi's real name.
"Hello, Mom!" Xiaodouzi suddenly called her sweetly, and the muscles on Su Mozheng's face twitched unconsciously.
"Lin Kou!" Huo Shaoyan called Xiaodouzi's real name again. When Xiaodouzi heard it, his face suddenly became slumped, and his whole body was buried in Huo Shaoyan's chest. He muffled in his arms: "Dad is so fierce.
, Mom has never been fierce with Xiaodouzi before..."
Huo Shaoyan looked at Su Mozheng apologetically, "This child is spoiled, don't take it to heart."
"It's okay," Su Mozheng was a little curious, "Why did she call you dad, and who was the mother she was talking about?"
"The mother she called must be Mushi." He spoke of her name and his voice lowered again, "Mushi used to play with Xiaodouzi a lot. As time went by, I don't know what this little guy called her."
"Oh," Su Mozheng forced a smile, "It seems that she likes Miss Liang very much,"
Huo Shaoyan's expression changed, and then he remained silent.
Su Mozheng's heart felt like it was stuck by a hand. She couldn't get up or get down, which made her feel more and more uncomfortable.
Tianyu Group, the bright ground can almost reflect people's shadows.
The footsteps of high-heeled shoes approached, and the lady at the front desk raised her head reflexively, and the words fell in her ears, "I'm looking for your general manager, I wonder if you can help me make a call?"
Ting stood pretty in front of the front desk, and immediately compared herself to a group of people in suits and skirts.
The polite smile on the front desk's face froze, "Miss, who are you? Do you have an appointment?"
"No!" Two crisp words. Chen Jinglin had changed her phone number long ago, otherwise she wouldn't have found this place.
The smile on the front desk's face finally faded, and a look of disdain appeared on his face, "Miss, if you want to see our general manager, you must make an appointment in advance. The general manager is very busy, and he is about to get married to the daughter of Daxing Optoelectronics, so I'm afraid he won't have time.
Come to meet you!" Translated, it means: Everyone is about to have a family, and it would be better for a woman like you to get to know each other early.
"What did you say!?" Su Moqin's aura cooled down, his eyes were like daggers directed towards the front desk, and he slapped the bag in his hand on the counter, "Tell me again!"
"Let her come up. The general manager has just finished his meeting!" Before the front desk lady could reply, another voice came from behind, "Su Moqin, I didn't expect you to give up!"
As soon as Su Moqin heard this voice, she immediately turned around reflexively and met the woman's slanted eyebrows not to be outdone, "Jiang Mengqin,"
Her heart panicked and she almost gave up the answer, "Why are you here?"
"Good question!" She smiled, but that smile looked proud in Su Moqin's eyes, "I am Jinglin's special assistant!" She emphasized the words special assistant.
Su Moqin's face turned pale.
In the reception room, she sat on the sofa in the reception room with cold hands, waiting for the man to finish his official duties and come to meet her.
Her hands and feet began to feel numb, so she kept sitting on the sofa in the same position.
Is it true that everything will never go back? Will her Jinglin never come back?
When the door of the reception room was pushed open, she thought it would be Jiang Mengqin, but she was met by a pair of faces that were looking at each other day and night.
She stood up and looked at him eagerly, but in the latter's expressionless face, her excitement faded away, and she only smiled faintly, "You're here."
Chen Jinglin frowned, closed the door, put his hands in his pockets and looked at her, "Why are you here? Why did you come to me?" It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with her appearance here.
Su Moqin was at a loss, but still wanted to earn some self-esteem for herself, "Have you forgotten, I will come to you in the past."
"That was before!" The latter turned away coldly, clenching his fingertips tightly, "Didn't we explain everything clearly that day?"
"Besides, I'm getting married the day after tomorrow, so you shouldn't come to me again!" His voice was trance-like, and she couldn't hear the truth.
She was still laughing, forcing a forced smile, "Are you here to drive me away?"
"Yes!" Chen Jinglin answered without hesitation.
She took a step back in panic and hit the sofa with her heel. She was wearing high heels and her steps were unsteady. Su Moqin suddenly fell down.
She thought that when he came back to save her, he should at least give her a hand, but she only saw him standing there coldly, indifferent.
Her body only fell into the sofa, and her head was buried in the soft sofa. Before she could stand up, a voice sounded from the door, "Su Moqin, why did you trip yourself?" That sound
There was ridicule in his voice.
Su Moqin steadied herself and stood up from the sofa, looking back at them coldly.
Jiang Mengqin walked into the reception room, took Chen Jinglin's arm, and whispered in a low voice, but loudly, "Jinglin, my parents said that we should go home for dinner tonight. They also said that we would discuss the wedding matters.
, my parents gave me their opinions, just let us refer to it."
Su Moqin's heart ached. Seeing Chen Jinglin holding Jiang Mengqin's wrist without any hesitation, her heart almost broke.
"Well, okay!" Chen Jinglin nodded with a smile, gently nodded Jiang Mengqin's forehead and said, "Don't forget to try on the wedding dress tomorrow. I'm afraid you've made yourself fat recently and won't be able to fit into the wedding dress."
Jiang Mengqin pouted and complained plaintively, "How can you make fun of me!"
Su Moqin's breath was suffocated. Her heart felt like it had been cut open by blades. Her blood was flowing turbulently, but all she had left was numbness. She looked at Chen Jinglin and looked at him numbly, "Are you sure you want to follow her?"
Marry? Don't you regret it?" Her voice was very soft, as if she was holding back for the last time.
Chen Jinglin looked back at her quietly, the other hand that was put into his trouser pocket was clenched into a fist, "I don't regret it!"
"You will regret it, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!" Su Moqin suddenly roared, grabbed the glass at hand and threw it towards the latter, "Chen Jinglin, I want you to regret it for the rest of your life!"