Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Song Jingming looked at the messages on his phone and frowned. There was an inexplicable joy in my heart last night, but today it disappeared in an instant.

"understood."

Secretary Li left the office. After many years of secretarial work, his first reaction was to find out the reason.

I immediately called a friend at Hangcheng University and asked him to check on the recruitment of hourly workers at Zhonghe Hotel.

Song Jingming had one hand on his desk, knocking on it intentionally or unintentionally, and remained silent.

Then he opened WeChat. He sent Wen Ying away last night and scrolled through her Moments for two hours. Somehow, he couldn't find enough.

There are photos of her working part-time, photos of her going to the library, and photos of her scholarship.

Every picture is youthful, lively, cute and adorable.

But why did it change today? Song Jingming couldn't help but send her a WeChat message with only two words: "Wen Ying."

I don’t know what to say anymore. But I felt a little uneasy. A 30-year-old man who had never seen anything like this was hesitant here.

Wen Ying held her cell phone and looked at the two words he sent over. She was a little nervous, but some joy emerged in her heart. Are you happy that he came after you just after you resigned?

Inexplicable emotions filled my heart. The two of them had only known each other for a week, so how could they have such an inseparable feeling?

Wen Ying didn't know how to reply. After all, the man only called her by her name, but she didn't want to leave him alone.

After hesitating for a moment, he replied: "Yeah."

Song Jingming looked at his phone with a sense of frustration. After so many years of ups and downs in the business world, he didn't think anything could make his heart so restless.

It's like my heart is hanging in the air, burning under the hot summer sun.

Secretary Li hurriedly knocked on the door and came in. He showed Song Jingming his cell phone. It was on the campus forum of Hangzhou University. The first post on the top was: A student from the Department of Psychology had an affair with a certain CEO in Hangzhou and had an inappropriate private life.

Song Jingming clicked in and looked at the rumors one by one. Although no one pointed out who they were, there was already a lot of discussion, and those words were unpleasant to hear.

No wonder the little rabbit kept its distance from him.

She must be feeling very anxious now. Thinking of her crying last night, Song Jingming's heart tightened. He grabbed his suit and left the office. At the same time, he sent Wen Ying a WeChat message: "I'll be at the gate of your school in 20 minutes."

Wen Ying stared at the phone screen with wide eyes, and in desperation only uttered two words: "Don't come."

Song Jingming's originally fast pace suddenly stopped in the middle of the hall on the first floor, causing Secretary Li who was following him to catch him off guard: "What's wrong, Mr. Song?"

Song Jingming has never been in love, and Song Weiyu has taught him the concept of respecting women since he was a child.

Song Jingming was a little hesitant and wanted to fly over immediately. He didn't want to watch the little white rabbit secretly shed tears.

But the little white rabbit was not allowed to go.

Secretary Li glanced sideways at Song Jingming's WeChat and said, "Mr. Song, you have never been in love. You don't know. If a girl says she doesn't want it, she wants it. If it doesn't work, she does."

Song Jingming looked at Secretary Li with a suspicious look on his face: "Really?"

Secretary Li nodded: "If you really don't go, then Miss Wen will definitely be very disappointed..."

Song Jingming nodded and ran out again. He got into his Maybach, stepped on the accelerator and flew out.

Wen Ying looked at her phone and saw that he didn't reply to WeChat, so she thought he was busy, so she felt relieved, but she still felt a little sad. However, no matter how sad it is, it is better than him coming to school and causing a sensation.

Wen Ying's heart sank a little when he thought of those rumors.

I walked to the mirror and combed my hair. The girl in the mirror looked a little sickly pale, which was caused by long-term anemia. However, her facial features are exquisite and three-dimensional, like an elf in the forest, and she is incredibly beautiful.

Wen Ying combed her middle-parted hair into a low ponytail, which made her look more youthful and lively without looking too fragile. She put on some lipstick and took her books to the library.

There are many people in the library every day, so I finally found a window seat. Because of this weather, no one wants to sit by the window, being exposed to the sun and dazzling the eyes. Wen Ying put down her cloth handbag and started reading.

After watching it for less than two minutes, I picked up my phone and looked again. He still didn't reply to WeChat.

Wen Ying laughed at himself: He is the president of Zhonghe Hotel. He is so busy every day, how could he pay attention to a student of his?

A man and a woman at the opposite table pointed at her: "Hey, she looks so beautiful, haha."

"As expected of a face that can seduce the president. Look at the sun shining on her, her skin is so good that people and gods are outraged."

"Just a bitch."

"She looks innocent, but I don't know if she can pretend to be the same in the CEO's bed."

Wen Ying couldn't help but care. These dirty words filled her ears. She couldn't help but squeeze the ballpoint pen tightly and choked.

So when Song Jingming called and asked her where she was, her first reaction was to escape. But Song Jingming still heard the nasal sound in her voice, which sounded like she was crying.

Song Jingming called school director Wan Sen directly: "Don't you want me to donate a multimedia classroom? We can negotiate for 5 million. But now, you can check for me where Wen Ying of the Psychology Department is. I need to know in five minutes."

School Director Wan is Song Jingming’s eldest child. The family has changed, and the school director’s baton has passed into his hands. He is also a second-generation ancestor in his 30s: "Song Jingming, why do you go to the principal or department head for such a trivial matter?" Come to disturb me?"

"My girlfriend."

"What? Aren't you a monk? Why are you looking for a girlfriend? Damn it, my sister has been unrequitedly in love with you! You break up quickly and let my sister take over!"

Song Jingming hung up the phone directly.

Five minutes later, Wansen sent a message: "Next to the window on the first floor of the library."

Song Jingming ran directly to the library, and Wan Sen sent another WeChat message: "Are you serious? Let me tell you, my sister will definitely come to see you when she returns to China in the next few days."

Song Jingming didn't care, put his phone in his pocket, and only wanted to go to the library.

A mature man wearing a high-end suit walked quickly on campus with a gloomy face. This scenery quickly attracted the attention of most people. Some girls even took the initiative to ask for WeChat, but they were all scared away by Song Jingming's black face. .

The library door was open to him.

He approached gently, his eyes wandered along the window, and finally found the weak shoulder. In the sun, she was biting her mouth with tears in her eyes, staring at the book in silence.

Song Jingming's heart felt as if it had been cut open with a knife, and blood was pouring out.

The closer I got, the more I felt unable to move my legs, so I hesitated to say anything. When he came back to his senses, he found that everyone around him was looking at him.

"Wow, he's so handsome. Is he a celebrity? Look at his legs, they are long and straight."

"Thug in suit? My mother...loves it"

"Go up and ask for WeChat. This is so good. Look at his watch. You can't buy it for 200 million!"

Song Jingming was afraid that staying too long would cause any bad effects, so he walked directly towards Wen Ying and started packing her things without saying a word.

Wen Ying was stunned. He looked up and saw Song Jingming, and was in a trance for a moment.

"How did you come…"