Chapter 564

"Then tell me, what's wrong with mommy song?" Song Qingcheng sat down on the chair opposite him.

"Uncle Su has come back. I'm sure he didn't give up on mommy song. And uncle Su has long said that he doesn't mind the trouble. It's just Mommy song's hesitation. "

Song Qingcheng had a little meal, looked up at him and asked him seriously, "do you really want uncle Su to be your father?"

Xiaobaozi put his arm on the table and held his cheek in his hand. He thought for a moment, "although I don't really want to, I can't bear to see mama song so hard. It's a little sloppy

He said it reluctantly.

Song Qingcheng saw that he had a good model, so he couldn't laugh or cry. Poked his small head, "little devil, hurry to eat."

"What do you say?" Xiaobaozi took a mouthful of rice and said something vaguely.

"You're upset." Song Qingcheng gave him a big chicken leg.

"Because I call trouble!"

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In the afternoon, song Qingcheng changed into a suit and was ready to leave. But Xinyue hasn't arrived yet, and she doesn't trust to leave the steamed stuffed bun alone in the hotel, so she waited for a while.

However, time is getting more and more tight, she raised her wrist to see the time again. Just then, the mobile phone on the desk rang.

"Where are you, Xinyue?" Song Qingcheng picked it up and changed shoes at the door, thinking that Xinyue should be here.

"I'm in a traffic jam. I'm already waiting for the elevator."

"Well, I'll go first. You can come up directly later and let the trouble open the door for you."

"Well, then you can go quickly."

Song Qingcheng hung up, changed his shoes, and then talked to the steamed stuffed bun on the sofa, "please, mom song has gone first. The godmother is downstairs. You'll open the door for her later, OK?"

"I see. Mommy song needs to come on." Xiaobaozi cheered her with fists.

"Certainly." Song Qingcheng was reluctant to give up her child and ran to kiss him on the face.

Just in the elevator, Xinyue comes up in a hurry. Song Qingcheng gives her her room card and leaves in a hurry.

……

Fifteen minutes later, song Qingcheng appeared at the gate of Ji's mansion. To her surprise, several people at the door were waiting to pick her up.

"Welcome, Miss Song." Someone warmly came up to shake hands with her.

"Thank you for keeping you waiting." Song Qingcheng also shook hands with others politely.

"Please, our people are already waiting for Miss Song." The other side makes a "please" gesture.

"Good."

A group of people came into the building together. Soon, they came to the conference room together.

Young men and women were waiting in the conference room. They are both fresh graduates and students who have not yet graduated.

Today is not a formal meeting, but a lecture on architectural design analysis. Song Qingcheng is a teacher.

In the past three years, she has studied architectural design painstakingly. After three years of hard work, she was finally recognized by the American Institute of design, and finally has today's achievements.

Today's course is specially arranged for her in the United States.

Looking at the College of her own age, she was very glad of her original choice and persistence, and even proud of herself at the moment.

……

There are still two minutes to go before class time, and all the 30 colleges who have come to attend have taken their seats.

In his arms, song Qingcheng was ready to walk towards the platform with the copy materials prepared in advance. Suddenly, a voice let her step suddenly stop.

"Season is always good."

It's him!

Could it be him?

Song Qingcheng only felt that a heart would not "bang bang" jump. Even though I have imagined that this scene will come, even though I have been psychologically prepared, even though

Too many, though, collapse at the moment of reality. There is no sign of collapse, no reservation.

Under the leadership of the person in charge, Ji Zhengting came over.

Song Qingcheng stood there, looking at the men who came closer and closer, as if they had returned to the night when they first met. He was still in a suit, straight, high spirited and energetic.

Years have not left any traces on him. The only thing that remains unchanged is Familiar.

Every step he took, her heart beat harder. She looked at him, and his eyes were always focused on her.

The man's eyes are direct, like to rub her into the fundus of his eyes, and like to see all the differences in the past three years.

After all, song Qingcheng still couldn't resist his direct and red fruit's eyes. He drew his eyes back first.

And now that so many people are watching, he doesn't even know how to hold back!

Looking at someone's whispering, song Qingcheng was very uncomfortable. There was an impulse to go up and blindfold him."Miss Song, this is Mr. Ji. It's said that a young teacher was sent from abroad to give a lecture. Mr. Ji took time out of his busy schedule to study. " The assistant next to the introduction of song Qingcheng, also interrupted the current thoughts of song Qingcheng.

When song Qingcheng regained his mind and turned his eyes to Ji Zhengting again, he had already stood in front of him, within a short distance. However, his eyes are still fixed on themselves, it seems, should not have moved away.

This kind of look in his eyes has caused everyone's discussion. He can go as calm and free as a nobody.

No, in other words, not calm is not his season.

"Long time no see." Just when song Qingcheng was thinking, he suddenly opened his mouth.

Four words, let song Qingcheng heart inexplicable pan acid, even the eyes are followed by a wave of hot, but, soon was forced back by her. Finally, she just gave him the same four words with a smile, "long time no see."

Ji Zhengting didn't stay much and took a seat in the front designated position. Song Qingcheng also appropriately put away the excess emotion and stepped onto the platform in the best condition.

As the background wall lights up, song Qingcheng opens her first lecture in her life.

Although it was the first time, she explained every subject in great detail. In fact, at first, because there was a pair of deep eyes staring at her, she was a little nervous.

After all, who is Ji Zhengting?

For a CEO like Ji Zhengting, the subjects of her speech are less than one tenth of what he has learned.

So, she felt a lot of pressure!

Fortunately, the precipitation over the past few years has made her mind change very well. When she entered the theme, she was completely in the state. The explanation is also more and more smooth, will master everything with ease.

Ji Zhengting sat there, his ears seemed to hear nothing, but he seemed to hear everything. Eyes from the beginning to the end did not leave the woman on the stage.

His child!