Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Although she was not picky about whether she fits the status of an adult or whether it is practical, but... it is inevitable that Lin Weichu will always think about her sister in her heart.

Even the sixth sense told her that Lin Weichu gave herself these gifts because his sister liked them, and when his sister was gone, he gave herself all the things his sister liked.

Song Mengsheng calmed down a little, and said tactfully: "Actually, everyone is very busy, and it's not easy to meet again. There is no need for gifts. It will be fine if you come here in the future. Let's find a place like this Sit down and chat, it’s already pretty good.”

Lin Weichu blinked his eyes a little faster, and his tone stammered slightly: "It didn't cost much money to give you these gifts, and I wanted to make you happy. I also love you as my sister."

Song Mengsheng still said euphemistically: "You are really kind to me, but every time I give you a gift, I am also embarrassed."

She can't often send gifts back to others, can she?

What is this?
Ambiguity?She doesn't have this habit.

Lin Weichu took his mobile phone and found some photos, all of which were photos with his sister who passed away: "You are too polite, every time I meet with my sister, I will give her a gift, your share is natural." Indispensable."

Song Mengsheng always felt something was wrong when he heard it in his heart, and frowned slightly: "But we are more good friends, and there is no need for this between good friends."

Lin Weichu still insisted on his opinion: "Just accept it. If my sister is here, I hope you will do the same."

Song Mengsheng's delicate eyebrows and eyes tightened even more.

This man never leaves his sister in every word, and always makes her feel that he contacts her because he misses her sister...

In other words, because my sister is gone, I need to find a sustenance, but every time we meet, I have to do this...

Song Mengsheng stretched out his hand to help the gift box in front of him, but he was still a little tangled in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Lin Weichu's words made her a little more decisive.

"Don't you like it? My sister likes it very much...or tell me the size of your clothes, and I will buy clothes for you. My sister told me that girls like to buy clothes..."

Song Mengsheng cleared his throat, and interrupted the sentence tactfully: "Thank you for your kindness, in fact, I am very grateful, but I really don't need it, let alone buying clothes, my husband will arrange a housekeeper at home, every day At the beginning of each month, I put the latest clothes from the major brands of the season in my cloakroom."

Lin Weichu expressed great regret: "Actually, you can also take a look at the clothes I bought for you. A girl's cloakroom should have a variety of styles."

Seeing that the other party was still insisting, Song Mengsheng had no choice but to interrupt completely: "Lin Weichu, you really don't have to do this, if you insist on giving me something, it actually puts me under a lot of pressure, so don't give me gifts in the future. "

Lin Weichu's complexion immediately became ugly.

Song Mengsheng put the box in front of her: "I'll accept it this time, and I won't next time. Of course we can go out to eat."

Lin Weichu bowed his head very sadly: "Alright then, I understand."

"It's just a gift, there's really no need for this, we can still have a good chat." Song Mengsheng's tone was more tactful.

Thinking that the younger sister can have a brother who loves her so much, she is really happy.

She feels sorry for this crazy girl who spoils her sister, but she can't be a substitute for the rest of her life. If she wants to really do good for this friend, she has to find a way to get him out of the pain.

Behind, the two ate dinner in silence.

It's just that Song Mengsheng unexpectedly saw Lu Baishen, Xiao Sheng, Yu Zhiyue and a few others in a corner of the shop when dinner was about to finish.

Everyone didn't notice Song Mengsheng, but Lu Baishen saw Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng waved his hand quietly, but Lu Baishen looked back blankly.

She felt a little guilty, and quickly sent a message to Lu Boshen.

But seeing that Lu Boshen had been chatting with everyone without looking at the phone at all, she had no choice but to look away silently, planning to say hello when she left after eating.

As a result, when Lin Weichu went to check out, Lu Boshen also went to the bathroom.

At this time, Song Mengsheng also called, saying that the cooperative client of the studio had arrived, and asked her to go back quickly.

She had no choice but to call Lu Boshen, get in the car and leave in a hurry.

The phone didn't go through.

Song Mengsheng was very busy at work, so he sent two more messages in the afternoon.

Lu Boshen also didn't reply.

Song Mengsheng felt that Lu Boshen seemed to be jealous, so he quickly sent a message: "Honey, I just had a simple meal with my friend at noon, and at the same time chatted about his sister's problem, and I will tell you when I get home from work. Don't be jealous and angry."

The phone was still dead silent.

Song Mengsheng had no choice but to wait until he got home from get off work, and sat in the living room. When Lu Baishen entered the door, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Honey, you're back! I miss you so much!"

In terms of tone, it still uses the classic tone in the sketch.

Lu Bai looked at her condescendingly: "You miss me? Hah."

Song Mengsheng pouted aggrievedly: "Look! Are you jealous after all? If someone comes to look for me, I can't drive him away! Later, I thought that there were too many acquaintances in the studio, and I was afraid they would talk nonsense, so I sat opposite Went to eat……"

Lu Bai frowned slightly, took off his suit jacket, handed it to the butler beside him, and picked up Song Keke who was watching TV in the living room: "Too many acquaintances? Your words..."

Song Mengsheng walked over and touched Song Keke's head, then smiled deeply at Lu Bai and said, "Why are you picking keywords randomly? I just think that people who know me well are prone to guessing randomly, but I went to a public restaurant to eat, and countless passers-by looked at it." , I'm not afraid to look at anything. Look at you jealous."

Lu Boshen sat on the sofa with Song Keke in his arms, without saying a word.

Song Mengsheng moved to Lu Baishen's side, and sat down with him: "Really, you have to trust me."

Only then did Lu Boshen turn his head slightly, and asked straight to the point: "It's not that I don't believe you, don't you think there is something wrong with this person?"

Song Mengsheng gave Lu Boshen a thumbs up: "Actually, I guessed it too. I told him about it today and asked him not to give me gifts in the future. His sister likes to be his sister, and I'm not his." younger sister."

Hearing these words, Lu Baishen's face softened a little.

Song Mengsheng made a serious promise: "I will definitely do what I said, and I will never mess around. Thank you husband for your trust."

Lu Baishen put Song Keke on the sofa beside him: "If there is no problem with character, in fact, more contact is fine, but you are you, the Song Mengsheng that our family loves, not a substitute for other people's sisters."

Song Mengsheng leaned on Lu Baishen's shoulder, her legs dangling leisurely: "My husband is too right. I will think more about this person in the future."

Having said that, that night, Lin Weichu sent a message to Song Mengsheng.

"What happened during the day, I thought about it carefully. It seems that I did something wrong. I thought you and my sister were the best playmates when they were young. If my sister likes things, you should like them too. I guessed wrong , I have caused you unnecessary trouble, and I apologize to you."

When Song Mengsheng saw these words, he didn't know what to reply for a while, after deliberation, he had to reply a few sentences at random.

"There is no need for an apology between good friends. During the day, I just said some of my own thoughts. At that time, I also felt that between good friends, you can speak directly without covering it up. Not only your sister, but also With you, we have always been good friends."

Speaking of this, Song Mengsheng still feels sorry for Lin Weichu, everyone has a very important person in their hearts, but that important person suddenly left one day, everyone needs time to digest it.

Lin Weichu immediately sent back a message: "I know, of course we have always been good friends, but I think there may be something wrong with my approach. I seem to have imposed what my sister likes on you. Not anymore."

Song Mengsheng was white and clean, and directly tapped on the phone screen for a long time, wrote a paragraph, then deleted it, and finally issued a good person card like an official.

"I'm just talking to you from the bottom of my heart. You are really nice. I am also very happy that you gave me a gift. I also thank you for giving me a part of your love for your sister. Okay, I There is no other meaning, don't think too much, go to bed early, and have a good dream."

This time, Lin Weichu did not reply.

Song Mengsheng thought that this person could understand what he meant.

The next day, Song Mengsheng talked to Lu Boshen about the text message while having dinner in the morning.

"Do you think I will look stingy if I think so? In fact, people just give gifts casually?"

Lu Bai held the knife and fork dignifiedly and gracefully, and slowly cut the steak in his hand: "Have you forgotten what I told you yesterday?"

Song Mengsheng shook his head: "I mean, you may think there is something wrong with this person, I was just wondering, did I take the problem too seriously?"

"No." Lu Boshen sent the cut steak to Song Keke, and his response was low.

Song Mengsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and pushed her plate in front of Lu Boshen: "That's it, I don't think much about it! Husband, I want to eat steak too."

Lu Boshen raised his head and glanced at Song Mengsheng, then turned around and put away the steak he had cut: "Do it yourself."

Song Mengsheng was annoyed and funny when he heard it: "You are acting like a straight man."

"You mean a straight man is a straight man?" Lu Bai's deep thin lips slowly rose, with a playful tone in his tone.

Song Mengsheng raised his brows: "I said yes! Fight if you refuse to accept it?"