Mengmeng really has a little bit of fantasies in her heart, a self-important sentimentality, and a bold thought, will Mr. President, and a little bit of liking her, just a little bit—
But just now, he completely shattered her little self-esteem with the sentence "My young master allows you to like me--".
That kind of tone made Mengmeng feel that liking someone is like a charity—
Seeing her wilting in the middle of her words, Long Yutian felt that she seemed to be tacitly acquiescing to something.
He really wanted to yell at her loudly, even more wanted to snort coldly, slam the door and leave.
However, Mr. Boss, who had a cluster of flames burning in his heart, forcibly suppressed this impulse.
"Feng Mengmeng—"
He called her name with a very bad tone, afraid of being scolded, he lowered his head humbly, this action made Long Yutian's heart soften a bit.
Sighing, there was deep frustration and helplessness in his brows and eyes.
"Rest early, don't go to the company tomorrow, my mother told you to go shopping with her!"
After finishing speaking, Long Yutian got up and left the living room, turned around and walked into the bedroom.
Feng Mengmeng was left behind, watching his movement of closing the bedroom door speechless.
The big boss didn't leave? Still swaggering into your bedroom
Most importantly, the chairman's wife wants to go shopping and ask her to accompany her
Mengmeng is even more muddled, it's really a BOSS heart, a sea needle!
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The next day, Feng Mengmeng received a call from the chairman's wife early in the morning.
Mother Long was on the phone, smiling cheerfully: "Mengmeng, why don't we call Yutian together when we go shopping?"
Feng Mengmeng casually pulled her hair back, glanced at the bed where the big boss slept, and replied dejectedly: "The boss has gone to the company, he should be very busy today!"
Feeling the tone of the little girl on the opposite side, who was complaining like a boudoir, Mother Long hurriedly comforted her: "It's okay, Mengmeng, I'm not sad ~ Yutian goes out early and returns late every day, tired like an animal It seems that it is not for you~?"
"Hey, the breadwinner is hardworking!"
Mother Long sighed on the other end of the phone.
This is so embarrassing. Feng Mengmeng was speechless for a while!
Mrs. Chairman, you seem to be saying the wrong thing, right
'Animals', a vocabulary rendered by blood and tears, should be a metaphor for her, Feng Mengmeng, right
After being dumbfounded for a while, Feng Mengmeng was about to say something, but the phone on the other side had already been hung up.
In less than half an hour, Long Mu took the driver and ran downstairs to her apartment to wait for the 'pig'.
As the super female BOSS of the shopping clan, Mother Long wandered around a large shopping mall as if she had been pumped with blood.
Regardless of the fact that the chairman's wife is over fifty years old, when she sees new luxury goods, her eyes will light up, her feet will go weak, and she hugs the pillars of the counter, unwilling to leave.
Every time I tried on or tried on a new product, I would excitedly ask Feng Mengmeng for his opinion.
"Mengmeng, do you think this looks good?" A long Chanel dress.
Mengmeng smiled at the dress: "It looks good!"
"What about this?" A luxury brand bag with a vaguely incomprehensible logo.
"Looking good" can only continue to smile!
"misty-"
"nice!"
The hand of the chairman's wife holding the tissue trembled slightly: "Your saliva is coming out!"
Feng Mengmeng lost his embarrassment, took Mother of Dragon's tissue, rubbed his lips fiercely, and kept crying in his heart: Mrs. Chairman, can you finish your sentence at once! Thank goodness you got out a pack of tissues instead of a pack of Hushubao!