Huhua President

The taxi driver didn't seem to mind Diao Linlin's indifference at all, and continued to chatter to himself.

"Oh? Really? The most well-known company in China?" Diao Linlin couldn't stop the corners of her mouth from rising. When she heard that her beloved was so promising, even if she was as indifferent as she was, she still couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart.

"Yes, what are you going to do, little girl?" the taxi driver asked curiously.

"Oh, it's a business matter." Diao Linlin said casually. She didn't want to reveal too much about her personal relationship with him, because now, to her, he was just her former brother-in-law, without any intimacy.

"Hey, I thought you were the girlfriend of the founder of the prosperous Rome, but fortunately you are not. I heard that his private life is very chaotic. There are a lot of celebrity girlfriends, and I see the front pages of entertainment magazines every day. There are a lot of sad people, people nowadays, they just rely on their money to run amok." It seems that this driver is indeed a good old man who talks a lot, and he hasn't stopped talking since he got in the car.

Diao Linlin's face turned serious, and she said displeasedly: "Master, I am not his girlfriend, but I am his full-time lawyer. I suggest that you should say less about other people's private affairs. This is a respect for others and a Have respect for yourself."

The taxi driver was taken aback for a moment, and after a long conversation, he didn't say anything else, but deliberately accelerated the speed of the car.

The car was driving fast on the expressway, Diao Linlin looked out of the window silently, but in her heart she was recalling what the driver said just now: "Private life is very chaotic, there are a lot of celebrity girlfriends..."

Is he... really like this...

"Hey" a sigh escaped her throat, Diao Linlin shook her drowsy head, and leaned tiredly on the back of the car.

Stay for a while... Are you going to meet him...

So... what kind of scene should it be...

The handbag on her lap vibrated visibly, she quickly unzipped it, took out her mobile phone, and looked at the caller ID on it, she couldn't restrain her gentle expression.

After connecting to the videophone, two heads popped out of the screen immediately, a handsome guy with yellow hair and blue eyes, and a little boy about three or four years old with black hair and black eyes.

The two spoke almost at the same time, both in pure English: "ma, imissyou",

"Darling, i miss you".

Diao Linlin's heart warmed, but she pretended to be deep and said: "Nian Nian, didn't your mother tell you that you are from Thailand, and you can't speak English with your mother?"

<oo，我也是，我也是想你了。”金发碧眼的男人赶紧抢着开口，好像生怕刁琳琳没看到他一样。

Diao Linlin glared at him reproachfully: "John, why do you still look like a child who can't grow up?"

The man named John immediately declared solemnly: "Please call me by my Chinese name, Qiao Chixin."

"Pfft", Diao Linlin couldn't hold back, and laughed and cursed: "Come on, you, with your half-toned Mandarin level, you even named yourself Qiao Chixin, don't teach my son badly."

"Hey, Diao Linlin, what you said is not right. Nian Nian is not your son alone, but also mine." Qiao retorted angrily, dictating my heart, and I am afraid that this sentence in Chinese has been said for so many years. It's the smoothest.