Is it difficult to fall in love? My male mother taught me step by step

The elevator door slowly opened, and a secretary in a professional suit stood elegantly beside it.

The secretary had a delicate face. She leaned slightly to show Chang Heng and Meng Junji the way. Her voice was soft and pleasant: "This way, please."

The two followed the secretary's footsteps, her high heels making no sound on the soft carpet.

Soon, they arrived outside the general manager's office.

The secretary stopped and knocked on the door gently, his voice clear and moving, "Mr. Yu, Mr. Chang is here."

A calm and magnetic voice came from inside: "Please come in."

The secretary pushed open the door and stood aside, waiting for the two to enter before gently closing the door with smooth and gentle movements.

Yu Zerong stood up, and in an instant, the entire space seemed to be filled with his aura.

When Xiaobo saw him, he excitedly struggled out of Chang Heng's arms and ran towards Yu Zerong impatiently.

Chang Heng looked at Xiaobo's cheerful back and helplessly patted the remaining cat hair on his body.

Xiaobo circled around Yu Zerong, rubbing his head against his calves.

Yu Zerong squatted down, reached out and touched it, "Hello again, Xiaobo."

Xiaobo stood up and wanted to hug him. Yu Zerong stood up holding him and looked at Chang Heng: "Thank you."

Chang Heng waved his hand slightly, "It's okay, it's just a matter of convenience. I'll be leaving first."

Yu Zerong stopped him: "Wait a moment." Then he called out: "Mr. Zhan!"

Zhan Xian had been waiting for a long time and quickly walked in with the contract. "Mr. Chang, please come this way."

They moved to the rest area, and Zhan Xian placed the contract in front of Chang Heng.

Yu Zerong held Xiaobo and sat opposite him, gently pinching Xiaobo's pads with his hands.

Chang Heng looked down and saw the words "cold chain logistics" written in large letters on the contract, and his eyes widened immediately.

He couldn't wait to turn the page and saw that the price he paid was exactly the same as the market price. He looked at the man opposite him and said in surprise: "Brother Yu, this is too expensive."

Yu Zerong pinched Xiaobo's ears with his slender fingers and rubbed them gently, "Sign it."

It is a fool not to take advantage of it.

Chang Heng quickly signed his name in a flamboyant handwriting.

Two copies of the contract were placed before him.

Meng Junji was frightened. Seeing Yu Zerong's unhappy expression, he didn't dare to ask about the cat.

He glanced at Chang Heng secretly.

After signing the contract, Chang Heng was still immersed in appreciating his own calligraphy.

Meng Junji winked at him frantically, his eyes eager and suggestive, but he didn't look up for a long time.

Meng Junji stomped hard.

Chang Heng frowned and looked at him. What are you doing?!

Meng Junji winked and made eyes, and Chang Heng finally realized what he meant. He looked at Yu Zerong's face and instantly understood what Meng Junji meant. "Brother Yu, I'll be leaving first. You can take your time."

"Mr. Zhan, please send it off." Yu Zerong's voice was low.

"No, no." The two of them quickly waved their hands to refuse.

"This way please." Zhan opened the door for them first.

The two of them slowly got into the car. Chang Heng leaned gently on the seat, carefully unfolded the contract with both hands, and looked at it again and again with focused eyes.

"Brother Heng! Are you having any improper relationship with Yu Zerong behind my back? Or have you really become Director Yu's godson?" Meng Junji's face was full of curiosity, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

Chang Heng shook his head slightly: "It doesn't matter, I don't take it to heart."

"Then how did he know that you wanted the cold chain project?" Meng Junji continued to ask.

"It's scary when you say that!" Chang Heng frowned and said, "Am I not hiding well?"

He didn't say anything except being attentive. Could it be that Jenny added his contact information and said something? Chang Heng felt disgusted when he thought of Jenny.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Meng Junji immediately smiled and said, "What's the big deal? As long as we can get the job done, that's fine."

His words dispelled the dullness in the car.

"Fools have good fortune!"

Chang Heng punched him angrily: "You are the fool."

"I see that Brother Yu looks very unhappy today, even uglier than usual." Meng Junji said thoughtfully.

"Maybe he had a fight with his girlfriend?" Chang Heng guessed.

"How is it possible? All the rich girls and young ladies around here would like to worship him as a idol, so how could they bear to quarrel with him?" Meng Junji curled his lips, his face full of disbelief.

"That's true." Chang Heng nodded. "Could it be something at work? Or maybe you're worried because the cat ran out?"

Speaking of cats, Meng Junji's eyes were filled with fondness. "I really like that cat. It is obedient and sticks to its owner."

"Did you see that? As soon as it saw Yu Zerong, it immediately let him hold it."

"I want a cat like this, too."

The cat that Meng Junji had been thinking about was playing happily in the office at this time. This place had become its exclusive playground.

Xiaobo playfully jumped onto the tea table in the lounge, and with a gentle push of his little paws, he pushed the delicate little teacups off the table.

The cups fell to the ground one after another, but there was no sound of breaking.

Xiaobo watched this scene, staring at Yu Zerong with his big round eyes full of curiosity, "Meow?" Why didn't it break?

Yu Zerong just stared at it in a daze, with complex emotions in his eyes.

Xiaobo seemed to notice his abnormality, and walked gently to Yu Zerong, rubbing his head against his leg, as if to comfort him.

Yu Zerong stretched out his hand absentmindedly and gently stroked Xiaobo's head, his action filled with endless affection.

"Meow!" Xiaobo called again, trying to get his attention.

He finally came back to his senses, looked at it and whispered, "You naughty boy, don't you know how much your mother hates you."

As soon as he said this, he was stunned.

She didn't reply to his messages during this period, and who knows how much she must be annoyed with him in her heart.

Yu Zerong took a deep breath, "Did your mother not pick you up or did you run away secretly?" He looked at Xiaobo, as if asking, or as if talking to himself.

"Meow——" Xiaobo responded to him, his voice full of energy.

"Forget it. I don't understand what you're saying. I'll go ask her." Yu Zerong picked up his phone and called Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian was wearing beads at the time, her hands were full of water, and she hung up the phone with her little finger.

Yu Zerong lowered his hand when he saw the phone was hung up.

I'm so stupid. She has done all this, why don't I understand?

So stupid, so stupid!

[Zero: We split—]

Yu Zerong looked at the few words he had not finished typing on the phone screen, and an indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart.

The past between them was replayed frame by frame like a movie clip.

After sending this message, I may never see her again.

It's like going to the ocean but not seeing the sunrise.

Yu Zerong's thoughts were interrupted by Jiang Mian's call.

The ringing of the cell phone seemed particularly abrupt in the silent office, and Yu Zerong's heart seemed to skip a beat.

He stared blankly at Jiang Mian's name flashing on the phone screen, his hands trembling slightly.

Finally, he took a deep breath, swiped the screen, and answered the call.

Time stood still, the whole world became quiet, with only the sound of his breathing.