Sheng Jinchu pretended not to see it, and asked Song Chu, "Are you going back to the imperial capital today?"
Song Chu got the order, and hurriedly said: "Go back, the flight has been booked." He raised his wrist to look at the time, and got up in time to say goodbye to the Sheng family.
Sheng Jinchu said: "I'll take you downstairs." Even if she didn't say so, she would be pushed downstairs by Jiang Aihua.
When leaving, I saw that Sheng Wenzhong and Jiang Aihua's farewell wave had not yet been fully launched, and the next warm invitation had already been sent out.
The elevator door closed, and Song Chuying's smile gradually faded away. He glanced at Sheng Jinchu and said, "Your parents are very eager to marry you off."
Sheng Jinchu's face was expressionless: "When you are thirty-two years old and you are still alone, see if the voices of waving flags and shouts around you are high. Your parents will be equally anxious."
Song Chu lowered his eyes, with that slow smile still on his face: "Even if I'm really thirty-two years old, I won't. My father doesn't care about me when my mother is dead."
Sheng Jinchu was slightly taken aback, and looked sideways at Song Chu. His parents probably knew about his basic family situation, but she didn't know anything.
At this time, it seemed inappropriate to say any words of consolation. Sheng Jinchu thought she was not a pleasant person. She spoke softly like other women, so she waited quietly for the elevator to open with her arms open.
The Sihe space fell into a brief silence. Song Chu found out that this woman was really not perfunctory, and she didn't even bother to play any false devious tactics. To be able to achieve today's achievements at this age, and still have such an upright character, it can only show that he has excellent skills.
He was the first to break the silence: "Does your arm still hurt?" Seeing her bewildered face, he raised his eyebrows and signaled, "I saw Auntie pinch you."
So it turned out, Sheng Jinchu said indifferently: "She has already pinched the skin."
Song Chu twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly: "You are an only child, why are you so unpopular at home." Then he smiled with bright eyes and bright teeth: "It's okay, I will pamper you in the future."
Sheng Jinchu narrowed his cat-like eyes, are all young boys like this now? Or is that just him? She can guarantee that no woman can resist the gentle illusion he deliberately created.
She withdrew her hand sternly: "No need."
A powerful force in Sheng Jinchu's heart stems from the simple and deep love of his parents.
Song Churuo thought: "That's right, they love you from the bottom of their hearts."
A mother's mouth is like a knife, but she can feel that all her energy is on her daughter. So, try to hurt her daughter. How passionate she is today, she will be fierce then.
After getting out of the elevator, Song Chu said, "Go up, don't send it off, it's very hot outside."
Sheng Jinchu looked at him calmly: "I know why you did this."
"Why?"
"Just because of the slap you got on the plane."
Song Chu's eyes changed.
"Nonsense."
"Look, when you mentioned this, your expression changed." Sheng Jinchu frowned in annoyance. She had already thought about it, and it is really not good to bump into the moment when someone else's self-esteem collapsed. If Song Chu really felt that his self-esteem was frustrated at that time, it was probably because of her. Of course, the presence of a colleague can also cause him discomfort, but it is far less powerful than a blind date. The reason why Sheng Jinchu was so sure was that such an unexpected encounter also caused her discomfort. Moreover, Sheng Jinchu discovered that that kind of embarrassment cannot be given to others.
When she knew that the man she had a blind date with was not only in the same company as her, but also her subordinate, it seemed that something very private had been seen. In the future, if she pretends to be elegant in the company, she will feel uncomfortable just thinking of such a person, because you know that he knows your details, and he knows how primitive and ugly that privacy is. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com