Lin Xiaomi suddenly returned to work at the magazine, and everyone in the magazine welcomed her very much. The editor-in-chief asked her about her recovery and told her to go back to work.
Hu Yue felt sorry all the time. As soon as Lin Xiaomi sat down, Hu Yue came over and brushed away the broken hair on her forehead: "Will there be a scar?"
Now when Lin Xiaomi heard this, she wanted to laugh. It was indeed a common problem among women. After almost every woman knew that she was injured, the first question she asked was whether she would leave a scar.
"Probably not, I'm using scar removal plaster now, and I heard the effect is good."
"The body is really recovered? If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me, don't try to be brave, you know?" Hu Yue said.
"En." Lin Xiaomi nodded: "By the way, how is Dongdong? The cold should be all gone, right?"
Dongdong is the nickname of Hu Yue's son.
Hu Yue's face was full of sadness: "It's okay, it's been repeated over and over again, and it's always so uneasy."
All morning, Lin Xiaomi did some relatively light work. In fact, she was really fine, but everyone agreed not to make her work too hard.
The work of collecting data is basically done by her, and the next one will be handed over to her.
Lin Xiaomi silently remembered all the good intentions of his colleagues, and became more and more satisfied with this job.
What is more satisfying than working in a place you like, surrounded by colleagues who are especially loved by colleagues.
...
Fengling Group has been in a low pressure all day today. Everyone from the vice president to the cleaning lady knows that the president is in a bad mood today.
In one morning, the supervisors of six departments were bloodied.
Now as long as the head of any department hears the call from the president, he will start crying bitterly. It is more painful than seeing death.
Leng Yihuang was in a bad mood, he couldn't help being annoyed when he thought of a certain woman who didn't come home at night.
Throughout the morning, he was dissatisfied with everyone's work, scolding him so dry that his voice was a little hoarse.
Finally, at noon, he leaned tiredly on the sofa, thinking to himself, will that woman come to deliver food to him today
It is estimated that Ah Xing was the one who delivered the meal.
He was prepared for the worst, but when he saw that it was Cheng Min, he really wanted to catch Lin Xiaomi and beat him up.
This woman, what do you mean!
"Why are you?" Leng Yihuang's voice also cooled down.
Cheng Min smiled slightly: "Young Madam called me this morning and said that I will deliver the Young Master's lunch in the future. I have cooked many of your favorite dishes."
There are very few opportunities for Cheng Min to come to Fengling. She looked at the huge office. Leng Yihuang, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, was in the black and white office. Wisdom, people can't help but fall in love with.
Leng Yihuang knew that Lin Xiaomi was deliberately trying to anger him.
It doesn't matter if he didn't come home last night, but today he asked Cheng Min to deliver food to him, what does that mean!
Leng Yihuang pinched the center of his brows wearily, surrounded by a suffocating low air pressure.
Seeing his tired face, Cheng Min walked over softly, and put his soft and strong hands on his broad shoulders: "Master, you look tired, let Cheng Min give you a massage."
Her massage technique is very good, and she learned it specially for him. If it is paired with incense and essential oils, it can make him relax in the shortest possible time.
But as soon as her hands touched his shoulders, Leng Yihuang grabbed her wrist: "No need."
The smile on the corner of Cheng Min's mouth froze, and she slowly withdrew her hand. She looked at the man's handsome side face obsessively, and squatted down beside his feet: "Then young master, eat while it's hot."
Have a meal
Leng Yihuang doesn't have any appetite now, he is full of gas.
"Put it there." Leng Yihuang said lightly, got up and returned to the executive chair, opened the file, and continued to work.
Seeing the scarlet blood in his eyes, Cheng Min knew that he didn't sleep well last night, and felt a little distressed, and couldn't help but said: "Master, don't work too hard, your body is important."
"En." Leng Yihuang responded, "Go back."
"...Yes." Cheng Min looked at his face reluctantly. She hadn't looked at his face carefully for a long time, but she had no reason to stay.
The office door closed slowly, and in the next second, the signature pen in Leng Yihuang's hand was thrown out.
He loosened his tie agitatedly, and the corners of his mouth curled up coldly. She was getting more and more tidy!
...
When it was time to get off work, a certain untidy woman first went to the kindergarten to pick up Wen Xiaoxiao from get off work. The two of them, like children, went to the supermarket to buy things hand in hand.
"Pregnant women must make up for it. I will make chicken soup for you tonight."
After Lin Xiaomi finished speaking, Wen Xiaoxiao couldn't help retching. As soon as she heard the word chicken soup, she thought of the layer of oil on the chicken soup, and couldn't help but want to vomit.
Lin Xiaomi hurriedly brought her a tissue, covered her mouth with a warm smile, her face turned pale: "Don't mention chicken soup, when you mention chicken soup, I think... vomit~~~"
Lin Xiaomi blinked aggrievedly: "Okay, don't mention it."
Looking at Wen Xiaoxiao who was tortured by the pregnancy reaction, she became very thin, but Lin Xiaomi was indescribably envious.
This child's arrival was unexpected, it should be said that Wen Xiaoxiao was caught off guard in his life. If he had a choice, Wen Xiaoxiao would definitely not want this child to come.
Lin Xiaomi looked at her lower abdomen, feeling distressed and envious.
Xiaoxiao didn't want a child, just that one time, God gave her a child.
She and Leng Yihuang wanted a child so much, and they worked hard every day, but in the end...
Thinking of this, Lin Xiaomi couldn't help but sigh.
"What's the matter, do you miss Master Leng?" Wen Xiaoxiao teased her.
Lin Xiaomi immediately gave her a blank look: "Who would miss that bastard, you are not allowed to mention him!"
"Okay, okay, I won't mention it, but how long do you plan to stay with me? Although I really hope that you will stay here forever, but I'm afraid that Young Master Leng can't bear to stay alone in an empty room." Wen Xiaoxiao chuckled: "If you don't go back, say Maybe Master Leng will come to arrest people tonight."
"Hmph! He won't come." Thinking of Leng Yihuang saying that she was making trouble for no reason, she couldn't swallow the breath in her heart: "Don't you want me to live forever? Then I will fulfill you, I have decided, I I want to stay and take care of you, before you think about whether you want this child or not, I will take care of you, a precious pregnant woman, I will take you to work and pick you up after work every day, and I will make delicious food for you at night."
Wen Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and sighed: "This is really a life like a lady."