Xing Quan was a bit confused, "Madam, of course, I recognize you!"
Song Song smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I had a car accident before, so I temporarily lost my mory and don’t rember you."
Xing Quan: "..."
He could accept that explanation!
The security guard was so shocked when he heard Xing Quan call Song Song "Madam" that he stood like a statue, too nervous to even breathe heavily. It was only after the two walked away that he staggered and moved—
Patted his chest and said, "Oh my! Is this how all wealthy young madams behave? Coming to see a husband dressed like this."
...
In the elevator, Xing Quan occasionally looked at the girl beside him, asking sowhat incredulously, "Madam, have you really lost your mory?"
"Yes! Why would I lie to you?"
"Oh—"
"Does President Xiao know about your car accident?"
Song Song, unable to stay idle, humd a little tune, her little hands keeping rhythm, "He knows!
Xing Quan smiled and murmured, "As long as he knows, as long as he knows."
If he wasn’t aware and saw how different his wife had beco, it would probably be hard to accept!
But compared to the previous madam, this one is much more lively, and her speech is sharper...
"Is he very busy?"
Song Song asked with a smile.
"Oh, he’s been a little busy lately with a project that’s quite challenging. President Xiao has been trying to handle it. Madam, you’ve co at the right ti, maybe... you can help."
After all, the conditions set by Old Master Di are quite extraordinary and unconventional. It sounds simple, but to truly satisfy them is extrely difficult.
What flavor could be rembered for forty or fifty years?
Song Song was a bit surprised, "Can I really help? Probably not! I know nothing about the business world—"
"True, but madam is excellent at cooking!"
Song Song was puzzled, cooking skills?
She indeed had a mom who was great at cooking, but was she also skilled?
Soon, the two arrived at the president’s office door. Xing Quan raised his hand to knock, and a steady male voice ca from inside, "Co in!"
After opening the door for Song Song, Xing Quan tactfully left without further disturbance.
Song Song was aware this shouldn’t be her first ti in Xiao Jinghuai’s office, but she had no mory of it, so she was still amazed by its spaciousness as she walked in—
Xiao Jinghuai raised his head at the sound of footsteps. Upon seeing that smiling face, he was montarily startled, then his handso face broke into a slow smile, "What are you doing here?"
"...Just ca to check on you! To see if you were sneaking a snack or sothing. Ha! Your office is really big, but for such a large space, you only use a desk-sized area, isn’t that too extravagant?"
Xiao Jinghuai smiled helplessly, "Just arrived and ca to see ? Why didn’t you notify in advance so I could send a driver to pick you up at the airport—"
Song Song put down her backpack and walked to the desk, "I don’t know what I was like before, but now I can totally take care of myself, no need for you to pick up. There’s navigation on the phone, it’s clear, and I can read it."
After saying that, she took off the hat from her head, her long black hair cascading down with her motion, exuding an indescribable softness.
But since her hair had grown a bit fast recently, Song Song quickly gathered it into a low ponytail with a hair tie.
Seeing this, Xiao Jinghuai couldn’t help but walk over to the girl, pulling her into his arms, nuzzling her little nose, "Little thing, I’ve missed you."
Song Song didn’t struggle, instead cooperating by raising her arms to wrap around the man’s neck, standing on tiptoes to try to et his gaze, but even so, she was still quite a bit shorter—
"Why am I so short!"
Xiao Jinghuai’s smile deepened, finding her quite amusing as she was now.
Song Song said again, "Also, do you miss the current or the old ?"
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