Dressed as the boss's palm pet

I don't know what my boss is going to investigate. Looking at that face, I feel that there must be a lot of shady things behind it.

Not long after, Lu Baishen arrived at the underground parking lot of the Lu Corporation in his car.

Xiao Sheng had already taken the information one step ahead and waited in the president's exclusive parking space.

Seeing Lu Boshen get off the car, he greeted him politely, and according to his own boss's habit, cut to the chase: "Mr. Lu, all the materials have been sent to your mailbox. This is the paper version."

Lu Boshen got out of the car with an elegant and powerful aura, and looked straight ahead with deep eyes: "Send this information to my mother-in-law's mailbox."

"Yes." Xiao Sheng didn't quite understand such an operation.

Lu Boshen followed into the elevator: "I will discuss the rest with her personally."

Since Mother Song doesn't believe Song Mengsheng's words, then he will come and talk about it in person.

I believe that with his status, Song's mother will definitely believe it to a certain extent.

Sure enough, not long after the email was sent, Mother Song's phone call came in.

"I don't know what it means that Young Master Lu sent these materials over?"

Lu Baishen was just about to hold a routine meeting of the group's top management, and while flipping through the meeting materials in his hand, he said meaningfully: "It's the literal meaning. If you know people, you don't know your heart. You should learn more."

"Could it be that Meng Sheng asked you to send it?" Mother Song still didn't quite believe what she saw.

Lu Boshen's tone was cold and deep: "Meng Sheng has a straightforward temper and won't do things around the bush. I am her husband, and she is misunderstood by you now. I think I have and want to mediate for her."

Song's mother smiled slightly, and said with relief: "Seeing that the two of you are in such a good relationship now, I am actually quite happy as a mother. Even if Xiaoran did something wrong, it is still a family member for me. I hope I can Make peace."

"Do you think this is just an ordinary mistake?" Lu Boshen said indifferently, out of respect for his elders, he didn't sneer.

Mother Song fell silent for a while: "This..."

Lu Baishen's tone became sharp: "Mengsheng is now the person in charge of SunGoddess, and there are countless pairs of eyes watching her every move. She must treat everyone equally. If it is an outsider, I don't think you need Mengsheng to remind you. Was that person fired? She has tolerated this cousin very much."

"It seems to make sense, but we have to give Xiaoran a chance to reform." Mother Song's heart softened easily when she thought of her sister and her daughter crying in front of her.

"Actually, Mengsheng is giving her cousin a chance by keeping her cousin in the studio. As for whether she can seize it, it depends on the individual. You can't let Mengsheng be criticized just because you are all a family." Lu Baishen's tone Very indifferent, but every word and every sentence has the posture of protecting the calf.

"I see, I'd better take a good look at the information first." Song's mother was a little apprehensive when she was told, and hung up the phone hesitantly.

 Lu Baishen stood up indifferently, then turned to busy with other things.

……

 Song Mengsheng had a busy day, and when he was free, he couldn't help thinking wildly.

When I think about Song's mother, I feel very depressed, and feel a little helpless.

 Treating Song's mother is like treating Song Keke, neither beating nor scolding. After all, she is the mother in name, but it is difficult to make sense.

"Hey!"

She sighed heavily, got up and went to the tea room to make a cup of coffee.

Xia Qiqi looked at the absent-minded Song Mengsheng, turned around and ran to the office to open the drawer, holding a small object in her hand firmly.

Turning around again, he walked towards the tea room with a mysterious smile.

"What are you thinking about? I've been very preoccupied all day, eat this to relieve my mood." Xia Qiqi handed out the things in her palm.

 Song Mengsheng glanced at it, then shook his head: "Don't eat, my tooth hurts from eating sugar."

"Too many things!" Xia Qiqi said arrogantly.

 Song Mengsheng snorted coldly at her: "If you talk about me again, I won't love you anymore!"

At this time, a message came from her mobile phone.

Mother Song sent it.

"Mengsheng, I understand what you mean. I will remind Xiaoran to do things well in the future. If Xiaoran can't make corrections, you can be expelled."

Song Mengsheng raised his eyebrows in surprise: "No way, did you change your mind so quickly?"

"What's the situation?" She let the sentence come back.

Song's mother sent a smiley face: "Your husband talked to me for a while, and I think his temper will never talk nonsense. I was too impulsive yesterday."

The corners of Song Mengsheng's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help complaining: "It's really a real mother, I don't believe what I say, but his son-in-law believes what he says."

"What's the situation? Are you here?" Xia Qiqi couldn't understand, and moved forward curiously.

Song Mengsheng told his best friend the whole story of the future, covered his mouth and smiled secretly: "I didn't expect that guy from my family would go to speak for me! Recently, the two of us get along well. I hope that God will help us to have a better relationship." Get along well for a few days!"

Xia Qiqi clapped her hands in admiration: "You two are truly amazing. As the saying goes, if a husband and wife are of the same heart, their benefits will cut through gold. Hey, you gave up the whole wonderful forest for a man after all! It's not like I used to What an enviable and unrestrained woman!"

Song Mengsheng blinked playfully: "You can follow my path, anyway, you don't have a partner right now, cast a wide net and pick an elite!"

"I'm not as attractive as you!" Xia Qiqi felt goosebumps all over her body.

Song Mengsheng touched her arm: "Your conditions are better than mine! Are you humble again!"

The two chatted happily.

Time also passes unconsciously.

When he got off work, Lu Baishen came to pick up Song Mengsheng in his car, steered the steering wheel neatly with one hand, and parked the car on the side of the road.

 Song Mengsheng stood at the door of the studio and waited quietly, looked at Lu Baishen's handsome side face, quietly made prayers with his hands, and muttered to himself: "God, did you hear my prayer? Be sure to work hard these two days! I will be very grateful to you!"

Lu Boshen poked his head out of the car, with a half-smile on his thin and bright red lips: "What are you talking to yourself?"

"I'm telling God that I hope we can get along happily every day." Song Mengsheng smiled and opened the door and sat in the car, holding the seat belt with one hand, and was about to fasten it.

Lu Boshen grabbed her seat belt casually, helped her fasten it, and said with a smile: "It's useless for you to pray to God, you might as well beg me, let me give you more opportunities to show off."

Song Mengsheng stuck out her tongue quietly: "It seems to make sense."

The decision to ease the relationship is in Lu Boshen's hands.

Thinking about it this way, it seems a bit stupid.

I don't know why, but suddenly another sentence popped up in my mind...

Women in love are stupid.

Bah, bah, bah, thinking of this, she quickly looked out the car window, blushing quietly.

 Lu Boshen restarted the car, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, you've been doing well recently, and I'd like to give you a chance to get along well."

 As soon as these words came out, the uneasiness in Song Mengsheng's heart dissipated a lot.

"Thank you."

"Huh?" Lu Bai glanced sideways.

Song Mengsheng said again very solemnly: "Thank you for seeing that I am trying to correct myself."

"I'm not blind, of course I can see." Lu Boshen said domineeringly.

Song Mengsheng was overjoyed, and another inspiration came to his mind: "Husband, you are so handsome! I can't wait to get off work every day, and I want to see you!"

 Lu Baishen's expression had returned to calm, and his eyes were focused on the road ahead.

Song Mengsheng put his hands on his face like an idiot: "Husband, do you know that every time I see you, I feel like I'm in the spring breeze, handsome, handsome, chic and charming! You are so handsome, can you teach me!"

Lu Boshen showed a very rare twitching of the corners of his mouth, and glanced at the little woman beside him quietly: "I'm driving, if you don't want to die, just shut up."

"Okay! The tone of the warning is so handsome, hehehe..." Song Mengsheng covered his mouth with his hands, and his big crystal-like eyes narrowed into slits with a smile, looking very cute.

Lu Boshen continued to drive the car with a concentrated expression, but when he stopped at the crossroads, his thin lips slightly raised a happy arc.

The two returned home quickly.

Song Keke was obediently sitting in the living room watching cartoons. When she saw the two people coming back, she trotted to the door, took the initiative to get the slippers for the two, and carefully arranged them.

"Mom and Dad, you are off work!"

Song Mengsheng squatted down, hugged Song Keke in her arms, and kissed her pink cheek: "Oh, why are you so sensible!"

 Song Keke giggled, and took the initiative to help Song Mengsheng carry the bag: "The teacher said to be filial to parents! By the way, there are parent-child activities in the kindergarten this weekend. Can parents and mothers attend together?"

"I have no problem, I have to see your father." Song Mengsheng patted Song Keke's head, then turned to look at Lu Baishen.

Lu Baishen's expression was a little cold, and his voice was low and deep: "I can't, I'm going out to talk about something on Saturday."

"Oh, it's okay for mom to go alone. Dad, please remember to cheer us up." Song Keke was a little disappointed, but she tried her best to raise her smiling face, and comforted Lu Boshen in turn.

Lu Baishen nodded slightly, and said with full patience in his cold tone, "Okay, just ask the butler if you need anything on the weekend."

"Thank you dad." Song Keke cheered happily.

……

On the weekend, Song Mengsheng and Song Keke rushed to the kindergarten together with two bags of food on their backs.

The two of them specially wore Pikachu's parent-child outfits, held hands and greeted the teacher, and then sat in the corresponding positions.

 As a result, Song Mengsheng looked around and found that many parents were wearing formal clothes.

 Dads are basically suits, and moms are basically pretty dresses.

 Song Keke looked around lightly, feeling a little puzzled: "Mom, are we wearing the wrong clothes?"