Chapter 1

Our big boss has been exposed to have an illegitimate child at home! "

"What is illegitimate? We Pei Shao is still unmarried. Even if we have a child, it is an orthodox prince! "

"So we boss may have been married secretly for a long time? So Mrs. boss is not really Hua Qianqian, the popular movie and TV star? "

"But there is another way of saying that maybe the child is not related to our boss by blood..."

In Juchen group, from the beginning of the morning, we can hear all kinds of complaints about boss's illegitimate son. Only mu Qingge has no time to participate in these irrelevant public opinions.

It's been a month since I came to Juchen group. Today is the last day of her internship. In the afternoon, she has to submit her internship report. So during the lunch break, she has to hide in the stairwell with her notebook in order to avoid the endless discussion in the office.

Just as she was about to sit down on the stairs, she suddenly heard a faint sobbing sound. Mu Qingge could not help looking down and found a small figure shrinking in the corner of the stairs. When she saw that it was a little boy about three or four years old sitting alone on the stairs crying, her heart softened and she stepped down without hesitation.

"Children, why are you sitting here alone crying? Where are your parents? " Mu Qingge gently asked, in front of the child half bent down.

Hearing the gentle voice in front of him, the child slowly raised his head. His white, tender and round face was very lovely, like the wings of a butterfly. The curled eyelashes were still hung with crystal clear tears. The dark pupil was like a black gem that would shine. He looked at mu Qingge with a kind of probing light.

Maybe it's the gentleness and kindness on mu Qingge's elegant face that makes the child put down his guard on her easily. After a moment, the little pink mouth opened, and he murmured: "ruiruirui doesn't know whether Ruirui has a father or a mother..."

The child murmured and closed his tearful eyelashes. His lost appearance was very pitiful, especially when he heard the child say that he didn't know whether he had his parents or not, which touched the deep wound in Mu Qingge's heart.

Xiumei frowned, reached out and gently stroked the child's soft black hair, and then sat down next to the child. She didn't want to ask about the sad part of the child, so she said earnestly: "honey, no matter where your parents are, you should believe that they love you, everyone has parents, otherwise, you can't come to this world ”

Mu Qing Gerao patiently comforts the child who is hiding in the stairwell alone and crying. In fact, every word she says is to comfort the child and comfort her lonely heart. Her soft voice and gentle smile slowly calm the little boy down, and finally she lies on her lap and falls asleep.

Mu Qingge looks down at the tender face lying on her legs, and she can't help but wonder how this child appears here? After all, the gate of Juchen group is not a place where all kinds of people can enter at will. Does the child's family work here? Or

When he doubts about this, he suddenly feels a chill wind coming from behind. Then he sees a slanting shadow reflected on the stairs. Mu Qingge can't help but tremble, and suddenly turns back. In his sight, he breaks into a great heroic posture

He was a tall and straight man, with long straight legs, dark blue trousers, business waistcoat of the same color, and a black shirt, which was inserted in the wrist of his trousers pocket, revealed the bright black gem Cufflinks of the shirt cuffs.

It's just the high-end dress that makes mu Qingge feel the extraordinary identity of this person. When he looks up, he can't help but open his eyes.

It's as beautiful as a knife on the edge of the world. It's as beautiful as the eyes of a man. It's as sharp as a knife. It's as beautiful as a knife. It's as beautiful as a man's face.

Mu Qingge fell into a state of trance for a time, until the weight of the pillow on her leg suddenly left, mu Qingge suddenly regained consciousness, and found that the man had bent down to hold up the little boy who was sleeping on her leg.

"Ah? Wait a minute Seeing that the other party was about to leave, mu Qingge made a sound in a hurry. However, his eyes were bright and dark, but they were like a pair of cold arrows. Needless to say, they were already very powerful. Mu Qingge could not help swallowing the secretion from his throat, so he tried his best to calm down and say:

and his eyes were bright and dark“ Well, who are you from

"Her father!" Pei Shaoqing spits out three words, holding the sleeping child up a flight of stairs, and hears the woman behind her hesitant and calls him again: "Hello! Can you listen to me for a few words? "Mu Qingge saw the man's disdain for her, but still couldn't help saying, "if you are the father of this child, I'd like to remind you kindly that the child is still very young after all. Maybe you are very busy, but please don't neglect to accompany and care for him. Just now, I saw that he was alone on the stairs crying very sad..."

Thank you The deep and indifferent voice interrupted mu Qingge's words.

Pei Shaoqing looks back at the woman on the stairs below. She is wearing the uniform of the company's intern staff. Her black hair is combed behind her head and her forehead is bright and clean. She has a white oval face, but she is elegant and elegant. In particular, her black eyes look at people with sincerity and magnanimity. It doesn't seem that she deliberately approached the child in order to get close to him

Pei Shaoqing's sharp eyes finally glanced at the work card that mu Qingge hung on his chest. He didn't say anything more. Holding the child, he continued to walk up the stairs and disappeared in Mu Qingge's sight.

Mu Qingge couldn't help shaking her head secretly. She only felt that she was meddling in her own business. But when she thought of the child crying on the stairs alone, she could not help but feel a little pain in the bottom of her heart. She didn't want to be involved in the sadness of her own efforts. She had to leave the stairwell with her notebook in a hurry.

In the president's office of the group, Pei Shaoqing carried the child to the spacious leather sofa in the office. Just as she covered the child with a thin blanket, the child slowly lifted her curly eyelashes and looked around her hazy black eyes. The first sentence she uttered was: "where's that aunt?"

"Ruiruirui said the one in the stairwell?"

When Pei Shaoqing inquired, he held Xiao Rui in his lap. His fatherly eyes fell on his tender face, which still had dried up tears. Ruiruirui blinked his dark and smart eyes and said, "ruiruirui likes that aunt. Her voice is good and her smell is good. If she were ruiruirui's mother, how nice it would be if she were ruiruirui's mother

Pei Shaoqing caresses the chubby face of the child and catches the desolate color in the bottom of his eyes. He remembers what he promised his brother three years ago. In any case, he must give ruiruirui a happy childhood and a complete life. So he picks up the corners of his lips and smiles, but with deep meaning