Young Master He turned aside, but Su Muying failed to grab her son's hand and instead lost her balance and fell to the ground. Young Master He quickly put his arm around her waist and took her into his arms. Young Master Feng was so embarrassed that he said, "Mommy, surrender." You would never spoil your son in such a way."
Holding back her hands and squeezing her son's delicate and tender face, Su Muying pushed Mr. He away and stood up straight.
"Young Master He, if you want to see your son or catch up with your son, you can go directly with your son. I won't accompany you. I have something else to do."
Dinner together? Are you kidding? Do you want her to be killed by the He family again?
Five years ago, I was powerless to resist, but now I am not stupid enough to push myself to the top.
He Shaoneng could clearly sense that Su Muying wanted to exclude him from the bottom of his heart. He felt extremely unhappy and laughed angrily, "Su Muying, if you want to send Wu Qian safely to the post she wants to go to, just Come eat with me, otherwise don’t think you can easily send her to K;M International.”
"You..." Su Muying's face suddenly turned ugly. Young Master Feng lay in Young Master He's arms and rolled his cunning eyes. Could this be the legendary coercion and inducement?
"Young Master He, you still know very well. What else do you not know about T Group?"
This man's methods were well understood five years ago, and they are even better five years later. In other words, there is no difference between leaving the company and not leaving the company. He can know such secret things, so there are still people in the whole company. What doesn’t he know? High!
Mr. He carried his son and walked out, "It's unfortunate. I don't know anything about it."
When he opened the door, he saw Anluosi raising his hand and preparing to knock on the door. He was holding milk in his hand. When he saw Mr. He holding Master Feng and preparing to leave, Anluosi raised the milk in his hand and said, "Young Master, you still want yours?" Milk?”
"Thank you, Uncle An." Master Feng took the milk from An Luosi's hand and thanked him in a low voice, then sat down in his seat like a young gentleman.
Anluosi smiled happily, with an embarrassed look on his face, "You're welcome, you're welcome."
The look of disdain from the ladies who drank milk just now disappeared in my heart. Who has ever accepted the thanks from the prince's son? He is the first one.
Su Muying followed behind the He family and his son with a dark face, and Anluosi trembled.
The atmosphere in this family is so weird.
Passing through the secretary's office and the long corridor, they stepped directly into the president's dedicated elevator. As soon as the elevator door closed, the heads of the five women in the secretary's office immediately came together.
"Oh my God, is that child that the CEO is holding his son? It's so cute." A female nymphomaniac covered her face.
"The person behind the president is the president's ex-wife, Su Muying!" b. The girl in question.
"Oh, Su Muying is so lucky to have a son with the CEO, but that child is so beautiful, he is just like a doll displayed in the window. How could he be born from a human?" Girl C had a fantasy look on her face.
Before the two women d and e had time to comment, Anluosi stood at the door of the secretary's office and coughed twice. The next second, everyone immediately rushed to their seats and sat upright. Anluosi cleared his throat and said, "The president doesn't like to hear this. When you hear such gossip and can't control your mouth, be prepared to retire early."
The girls looked at Anluosi sadly. He had a harmless and handsome face, but why did he speak so viciously?
Ignoring the scrutiny of the gossiping women, Anluosi turned around and left the secretary's office. He first went to the tea room to make himself a cup of coffee, and then returned to his office to work. Wei Lan happened to open the door and come in, "I just saw the prince and Su Du Ying left the company together, are they getting back together?"
"Wei Lan, you don't need me to teach you how many ways to die?"
If a grown man comes here to gossip, do you still have any moral integrity?
Wei Lan touched his nose and said with a smile, "I think there is something interesting between this prince and Su Muying."
"Then it's none of your business, just watch the show." An Luosi snorted coldly, grabbed the documents on the table and continued reading, and then said, "The prince asked you to hand over the list of entries for the competition at the end of the month."
"Damn, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Who asked you to ask gossip as soon as you came here?"
Wei Lan glared at Anluosi and turned to leave. Anluosi leaned back on the chair behind him and looked at the ceiling with a sigh of relief. In fact, I was also very curious!
It was still the same street as last time, but this time we walked into an Italian restaurant. Because in the car, Master Feng said, "I want to eat pasta." Master He drove the car directly to this place without any objection. The purpose was very special. I definitely found this restaurant. The waiter was courteous and it was directly the boss who came to entertain Mr. He.
Su Muying pursed her lips, "What a noble person you are."
Mr. He took the menu from the boss, ignored the slightly embarrassed look on his face, and then handed the menu to Master Feng, "What do you want to eat?"
"Spaghetti." After taking a sip of milk, Master Feng said clearly without being sloppy at all.
The boss nodded repeatedly, fearing that he would neglect the young man who was sitting in Young Master He's arms and drinking milk, and introduced a few nutritious soups that must be drunk before meals. Young Master He said without batting an eye that he would like one, and the boss kept saying yes, Su Muying glanced at the menu and frowned. Mr. He turned to look at the boss, "Is there any chef here who knows how to make beef curry?"
The boss' face stiffened and he twitched.
Master Feng held back his laughter in Young Master He's arms, Young Master He, this is an Italian restaurant.
Specializing in Italian specialties, you are making things difficult for the boss!
"Go next door and buy it for me." Before the boss could finish speaking, Mr. He gave the order again. The boss's face became even more ugly, but he couldn't refute it, so he had to leave in angrily, feeling miserable.
It wasn't until Young Master He and Young Master Feng's pasta was served, as well as a few appetizers and several soups, that the boss belatedly came in with curry beef. Young Master He took it and placed it directly in front of Su Muying, " for you."
Su Muying felt uneasy when Young Master He started ordering beef curry for her, and she was even more upset at this moment. She had clearly decided not to get entangled in Young Master He's persistence, but she looked pale and weak at this moment. She didn't understand what he was thinking or the reason for doing this.
"Master He, what do you mean?"
"Su Muying, I just want to have a good meal. Also, I just remembered that you don't like Italian pasta."
Young Master He spoke without changing his expression, and there was nothing unnatural about him. However, Su Muying could not swallow the food. Young Master Feng was held by Young Master He on the chair beside him, and he was feeding him elegantly and carefully like a gentleman.
Enjoy the beautiful scenery of the good time that your parents secretly explored. It’s beautiful, so beautiful.
Rely on it.
Master Feng, you are clearly a white-eyed wolf.
Su Muying had nothing to say for a moment, and the displeasure on her face temporarily subsided, and she slowly ate the beef curry and soup in front of her;