Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Song Mengsheng sat in the office, looked at the design inspiration and suggestions Deng Sining gave him, and drew a few times on the drawing board with a drawing pen.

"If this Deng Sining is a designer, he should be very good. Unfortunately, the current way of pursuing love is still not very accepted by people."

She immersed herself in the design, and when she was tired, she and Zhao Yanluo carefully checked the latest itinerary.

So busy until noon, if Shen Suyi hadn't brought an insulated lunch box, she would still be busy without sleeping or eating.

Xia Qiqi took Shen Suyi's arm and knocked on the door and walked in: "Honey, do you see who's here?"

Song Mengsheng raised his head slowly, and stood up in surprise: "Mom?"

Shen Suyi walked in with a smile: "It's been a long time since I came back here to have a look. Today, I think I've grown a lot of delicious food at home, so I'll send you some."

While speaking, the employees of the studio all came forward, hugging and greeting Shen Suyi enthusiastically.

Song Mengsheng couldn't wait to open the insulated lunch box, looked at the hot food inside, lowered her head and smelled it: "It's so delicious, I just didn't have lunch."

Shen Suyi sat aside, smiled and handed a spoon to Song Mengsheng: "Then why don't you eat quickly."

The mother and daughter sat together, chatting with each other, and talked about some problems in the studio.

Shen Suyi is very satisfied with the expansion of the studio, and praises Song Mengsheng repeatedly, but there is one thing that is not at ease.

"I heard that you and Young Master Lu went to Liang Wenning's concert recently? After watching it, you should try to keep contact with Liang Wenning as little as possible, and don't let Young Master Lu misunderstand you."

Song Mengsheng ate with big mouthfuls: "Mom, don't worry, I've made it clear to Lu Boshen that Liang Wenning and I are just good friends."

While the two were talking, another unexpected visitor came to the studio.

It was Peng Ran who just came back from another place.

"Auntie, so you are here! I brought you some special pastries from other places, and my mother asked me to give them to you. I heard that you were not at home, so I sent them here. I also brought some for my cousin. .”

Song Mengsheng frowned and looked at Peng Ran. He really had the urge to drive him out.

Peng Ran hurriedly raised her hands high: "Cousin, don't look at me with such hostile eyes, I'm really just here to deliver things, I will never talk nonsense."

Song Mengsheng sneered, and glanced at Zhao Yanluo faintly: "Since there is nothing to do, let's go out first."

Zhao Yanluo immediately extended her hand to Peng Ran: "Let's go, you are not welcome here."

Peng Ran immediately raised his foot and walked out the door: "Okay, okay, I'll go right away, and I will definitely not hinder your eyes."

Shen Suyi withdrew her gaze, turned to Song Mengsheng and said, "She will only be able to develop in other places in the future, and it's normal to come back occasionally, and you don't need to pay attention to her. Right now, you should cultivate your relationship with Young Master Lu. I think you are also interested in Keke. Well, it's time to have a baby of my own."

Song Mengsheng slowly put down his chopsticks: "Mom, don't worry about this matter. Lu Baishen and I have just recovered, and we still need a stable and reliable relationship. We are still working on some things. If there are children, I feel that the progress is too fast, isn't it? very convenient."

Peng Ran was just turning around to close the door, when he heard this sentence, he quickly interrupted and said, "I think my cousin is right, there are so many women around my brother-in-law, so I have to observe carefully, what if it's unreliable..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Yanluo pushed him out forcefully.

Song Mengsheng rolled her eyes speechlessly, picked up the plastic cup of pearl milk tea she had just drunk, and threw it forcefully at the door: "My husband is not that kind of person! Get out of here!"

Seeing Song Mengsheng's sullen expression, many people scolded Peng Ran twice.

Knowing how powerful Song Mengsheng is now, Peng Ran didn't intend to face it head-on, and prepared to leave the studio pretending to be convinced.

As soon as he opened the door of the studio, he saw a van parked at the door of the studio.

When the person inside walked down, he was wearing a black suit.

Anyone who reads the news knows that this is the bodyguard of the Lu Corporation.

Peng Ran squatted curiously near the door.

The bodyguard in black immediately called out Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng came out together with several employees: "What surprise gift did my husband prepare for me, and let so many people come out?"

The bodyguard in black opened the door of the van: "Please take a look, Young Mistress."

Song Mengsheng got into the van and turned around, and turned around in surprise: "Smart device?"

The bodyguard in black nodded and led the staff to move things together.

Song Mengsheng touched it fondly: "This gift is not bad. There are so many smart devices, and they are very high-end at first glance."

"People outside will envy us very much when they see it." Zhao Yanluo looked at Song Mengsheng very enviously.

When Peng Ran knew about it, she curled her lips in disdain, turned around and left from the corner with her waist bent.

Shen Suyi also came out of the office: "Look at how kind my son-in-law is to you, remember to cherish it. Mom won't bother you at work, go home and visit often."

"Then I'll see you off." Song Mengsheng ordered everyone to install the smart devices, and at the same time carried the insulated lunch box.

I thought these were the surprise gifts that Lu Boshen had prepared for himself, but in the afternoon, Lu Boshen called.

"I'm going out to do something, do you want to come together?"

Song Mengsheng looked at his itinerary, suppressed his curiosity, and refused: "Go by yourself, or let Xiao Sheng and Yu Zhiyue accompany you. I have a heavy design task recently, and several clients asked me to design it myself. I may have to drag the manuscript..."

"Really not going? The scene is fun." Lu Boshen picked up his phone from his desk and his suit jacket at the same time, and walked out of the office in awe-inspiring manner.

Song Mengsheng's heart itch: "How fun is it?"

Lu Baishen deliberately threw out the temptation: "You will know when you come."

Song Mengsheng screamed "Oops" twice: "You still don't tease me, although I really want to go, but there is really too much work... Tell me about it when you come back at night."

Lu Boshen had no choice but to hang up the phone in a regretful tone: "Then we'll talk about it tonight."

Song Mengsheng endured the itch in his heart and returned to work.

In the afternoon, she sneezed a few times for no reason, making everyone think she might have caught a cold.

But there's really nothing uncomfortable about it.

When they got off work, many people's mobile phones suddenly vibrated.

Song Mengsheng glanced curiously, and was about to take out his mobile phone when Xia Qiqi reached out and stopped her.

"Well, hurry home, I have something to tell you when I get home." Xia Qiqi looked very anxious.

This person rarely showed such a restless look, as if something serious had happened.

Song Mengsheng moved her lips worriedly, and before she could ask, Xia Qiqi suddenly made a gesture of bowing and begging: "I beg you, sister, please go back quickly! I have to take this matter very seriously. Tell you! Don't let others hear it!"

"Okay then! If you have any urgent matters, you must tell me, don't be bored in your heart!" Song Mengsheng had no choice but to check in quickly and walked out of the studio.

Without knowing it, the moment she turned to leave, Xia Qiqi nervously replied a message: "My mission has been completed, you two are really envious of everyone."

Song Mengsheng still didn't know that at this moment, something that shocked the whole city had happened in the city. On the way home, he was thinking about what his best friend said, so he hurried back.

When I entered the villa, I nervously called the phone: "I'm already home, should you tell me what's the matter? If there's anything bad, you can wait for me to sit down first... "

Who knows that the other party didn't say anything at all, but laughed loudly: "Honey, if I tell you that I have nothing to do, will you hit me?"

At that moment, Song Mengsheng exploded on the spot and raised his voice: "No way, what are you playing? You said let me go home quickly, I hurried back, and I didn't even have time to get off the car when I passed by the bakery... ..."

Xia Qiqi took the phone a little further away: "Ah, big sister, I was wrong!"

Song Mengsheng roared unbearably: "I think you are really looking for a fight! Today is not April Fool's Day, how can you play with me! Be honest! Tell me the truth!"

Xia Qiqi smiled mysteriously: "I do have something to tell you, but I'm not in such a hurry. Is there something I want to say..."

"You're still playing tricks on me." Song Mengsheng couldn't wait.

Xia Qiqi said with a smile: "If you want to know, just do as I tell you, and hurry into the living room... There are surprises there..."

Then, regardless of what Song Mengsheng replied, she hung up the phone with a snap.

Song Mengsheng stared fiercely at the blacked-out screen, and walked towards the villa speechlessly, muttering: "Xia Qiqi, if you dare to play tricks on me, let's see how I deal with you tomorrow!"

But the moment he saw the butler standing at the door and pushed open the door of the villa, he froze in place.

At this moment, at the entrance of the villa, there were two neat rows of servants, all holding a small bouquet of flowers in their hands, looking at him with a smile.

Song Mengsheng blinked his star-like water eyes, stepped forward, and walked into the villa suspiciously: "Why is there such a big battle today?"

While talking, Song Keke was wearing a red dress, holding a large bouquet of roses tightly in his arms, and ran towards Song Mengsheng: "Mom, these are flowers for you! You are more beautiful than flowers!"

Song Mengsheng squatted down, took the flowers with one hand, and happily hugged Song Keke with the other: "Thank you baby! But what's the situation now?"

"Mom, you can tell just by looking here!" Song Keke smiled mysteriously, turned around and pointed to the back.

But there is nothing behind.