"Mrs. Ming, what can I do for you?"
Obviously, her abnormal reaction caused Mingkun's doubts. She saw a pair of concerned eyes looking at herself and asking.
The care of her son warms Mrs. Ming's heart.
Ming Kun has always been a filial son, both before and now.
However, obviously, now he is more intimate than before.
In the past, although his son would call himself mother and father Yaode, Mingkun, who knew that he would return to Ming group and take over his father's position in the future, always cherished his time and wanted to pursue his dream and do what he liked before that.
Except for holidays, he was at school, or he was joining a volunteer group to help the poor in the slums.
This is a good thing, she knows, will not stop, but as a mother, who does not want their children, can accompany themselves for a while?
On this point, Mrs. Ming is no exception.
However, she also knew that from birth, she was destined to be the son of the heir of the Ming family. There was not much time for her to really pursue what she thought. She did not want to occupy her son's precious time because of her own affairs.
Now, though my son doesn't remember himself and calls him "Mrs. Ming", he has spent more time with him. How can this be a happy thing?
She raised her eyes, looked at Mingkun, a smile has climbed up the corner of her mouth.
"You've been in the study for a long time. I want you to have a rest."
Her voice was gentle, and her eyes were full of deep love for her son.
This kind of Mrs. Ming, falling into Mingkun's eyes, is another kind of emotion.
In fact, Mrs. Ming and boss Ming treat themselves so well because they regard him as their son, right?
Ah, it's really a pity. How could such a good couple of them meet a white haired man and send a black haired man.
It's so sad that everyone has his own sorrow. Every family has its own difficult classics.
He also busy show mouth corners, clever sensible way, "I'm not tired. Ma'am, if you have anything I can do for you, I'm at your disposal
At the bottom of his heart, he always remembers the "kindness" of the boss and his wife, and wants to repay them.
Mrs. Ming was not willing to tell him to do things, but she should.
"Well, I'll call you if I have something to do. But now you and I will go downstairs first. Mrs. Yu has made a snack. Let's have afternoon tea together. "
Said, pull Mingkun's sleeve, will take people downstairs.
"Oh, ma'am, I..."
Mingkun is in a bit of a dilemma. He has only read half of the book. He wanted to go to the bathroom and go back to finish reading the book. But now Mrs. Ming wants to ask herself to have afternoon tea.
If you really have any orders, it's all right. But this afternoon tea can be drunk or not. Of course, it's important to read books.
"Oh, I'm not mine. You just said that if there's anything I can do for you, why? Why don't you have afternoon tea with me? "
Seeing Mingkun's hesitation, Mrs. Ming pouted and threatened with anger.
Seeing this, where does Mingkun dare to refuse again?
Looking back at the study with the door half open behind
Mrs. naming had no choice but to agree with a sigh.