Qingyi finally accepted Mu Lanqing's invitation and went to his family's company for an internship. "Qingyi, are you free when I invite you to dinner tonight?" Mu Lanqing was wearing a designer suit and a handsome face.

He was filled with a faint smile. This kind of smile can only be seen by a man in love, which gave him a charm that was beyond searching.

"Senior, I'm sorry, my mother will be angry." Qingyi looked at him and gave him a polite smile.

"I can call my aunt." He blurted out. After saying this, his face turned slightly red. He was not hers, so how could her mother listen to him?

"Let's try another day. Mom asked me to go home early tonight." He looked at the watch on his hand and frowned.

"Then let's change the day. It's my dad's fault for having such a long meeting today, so I'll see you off." Mu Lanqing could see Qingyi's impatience.

Zheng Xiaolang was full of unhappiness today, and his deep eyes were gleaming. He didn't expect that his mother would come for real and sit in his office all day waiting for him to get off work. She wanted to take him to her classmate's house for a blind date.

"Mom, you're affecting my work like this." He rubbed his temples and leaned back in the boss's chair tiredly with his tall body.

"Then don't work. Anyway, today is not enough." Wang Qianyu looked at her son pitifully.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Looking at the bright lights outside, he knew that if he didn't go, his mother would probably be angry.

Driving a Mercedes-Benz to the address his mother said, he parked the car. "Goodbye Qingyi." A bright light came from behind, and a silver Ferrari stopped. A girl got out of the car. The girl's hair was very long.

, he made a visual inspection and found that she had a good figure, about 1.7 meters tall, and the white cashmere suit perfectly outlined her figure. He scored her ninety points in his heart. From his aesthetic point of view, that

No matter what a girl's face looks like, her figure is enough to make people crazy.

"Thank you, senior." Qingyi adjusted the cashmere skirt on her body with her hands. She was sitting in the passenger seat just now, and her skirt was a little wrinkled. Her mother asked her to come back early tonight. Who knew that the company had a meeting and was a little late. She probably was too late.

I'm going to nag endlessly.

"Qingyi." When she heard the surprisingly familiar voice, she narrowed her eyes and stopped.

"Aunt Wang." Looking at the old naughty Wang Qianyu who couldn't wait to rush to her, she took her arm intimately.

"Qingyi, wait a minute, my Xiaolang is still behind." Wang Qianyu grabbed her arm tightly and was reluctant to let go.

"The distinguished guest my mother was talking about today is you, Aunt Wang, right?" Suddenly remembering the distinguished guest her mother was talking about, she somewhat guessed it was Aunt Wang.
Chapter completed!