Chapter 672

Because of the accidental mention of Leng Shaoheng, the dinner ended in a quiet atmosphere.

Shen Qingqing collected the bowl and went to the kitchen. As she was washing, her thigh was suddenly held by a pair of arms.

When she looked down, she saw that Mo raised her small face and looked at her with a sorry face, "Mommy, I'm sorry."

Shen Qingqing's heart picked up and rushed to clean up the bubble on his hands, squatting down, the eyebrow between the pain and more have to overflow.

"Why do you suddenly say I'm sorry, baby?" She asked, puzzled.

"I shouldn't have said anything that upset you." Cold words ink Du mouth, clear eyes with water.

It was for this.

A six-year-old boy was so sensitive that he could detect anything wrong. He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Shen Qingqing hugged him heartily, "little fool, don't say sorry to mommy for such a small thing in the future, OK? Mommy will love you and blame herself. "

Mo nodded coldly, and a smile rose again on his face. "Well, I remember."

After dinner, the mother and the son took a walk downstairs, went home to watch the cartoon for half an hour, and then went to sleep together.

The next morning, Shen Qingqing received a call from Lin Zihan, asking her if she had time to go to his company, saying that several cultural relics were returned from the general's tomb in K City, which he had never seen before. She was asked to have a look.

Of course, Shen Qingqing didn't want to miss such a thing. After hanging up, she went to ask Jiang Fengming for instructions.

In front of his desk, Jiang Fengming is holding a pen and writing something in "Shasha". His elegant and handsome face is full of concentration.

Shen Qingqing hesitated or knocked on the open glass door, "President Jiang?"

Hearing the sound, Jiang Fengming stopped writing before finishing his last stroke. He raised his head, and his handsome facial features showed a pleasant smile.

It's undeniable that his every move and every move will be an admirable charm.

Shen Qingqing looked into his eyes, but they were just pure eyes of calmly appreciating beautiful things, without a trace of overstepping.

"Qing Qing, come in and sit down." Jiang Fengming reaches for her to sit down.

Shen Qingqing walked over and sat down on the chair opposite. She recited what Lin Zihan said on the phone. Then she looked at him expectantly and asked, "Mr. Jiang, can I go?"

Jiang Fengming flashed a face with obvious forbearance and love in his mind, and a wavering look flashed in his eyes. After thinking for two seconds, he said, "I didn't expect that there were treasures in it. I'm also very interested. Let's go and have a look."

"Ah? Are you going too? " Shen Qingqing didn't control the volume for a moment, and seemed a little abrupt.

"Can't you?" The river breeze is blowing.

Shen Qingqing knew that she had made a slip of the tongue. She couldn't stop waving her hand and explained, "I didn't mean that. I wanted to say I didn't expect you to be free this afternoon. "

His work and itinerary are already full today. If he chooses to visit cultural relics, he is bound to give up a itinerary or pile up his work until the afternoon.

"Call me when you go." Jiang Fengming opens the pen cover which has just been tightened.

Shen Qingqing stood up, "good president Jiang."

She pushed the chair back and put it in order, turned around and walked two steps before she was stopped, "Qing Qing."

Shen Qingqing stopped and turned to see him, "what else do you want from President Jiang?"

She always keeps her identity in mind, and she has a good sense of what she says and does.

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