Chapter 20： Qing Qing sends surprises (2/2)

I wanted to ask the other party if they had an appointment, but after seeing the familiar face, he immediately changed to a more perfect and gentle smile.

"Hello, Mr. Fu."

"Hello."

Fu Sishen nodded politely, ignoring the unclear gaze of the lady at the front desk that seemed to fall on him, pushing the wheelchair straight to the elevator.

As soon as he entered the elevator door and pressed the target floor, he immediately leaned in Qingqing's ear and whispered.

"When you see your eldest brother, remember to shout loudly so that everyone knows you are calling him, and then you have to ask eldest brother to taste this delicious snack, remember?"

"remember!"

Qingqing clenched the small fist with the wings of the little yellow duck, and grabbed the soft wing tips into a soft yellow ball.

"Qingqing is the most sensible kid, right?" Fu Si seized the time to mobilize her before the war.

"Yes!" Qing Qing was very morale.

"What will Qingqing give to Big Brother?"

"Send surprise!"

bodyguard:"……"

I think you are giving yourself a funeral.

At this time, the elevator slowly stopped and had reached the target floor.

Seeing the elevator doors slowly open, Fu Sishen quickly said, "Come on, Qingqing followed me and said: Chong Duck!"

"Duck--!"

The children's crisp voice rang throughout the floor, and everyone subconsciously turned their heads, looking for the source of the sound.

A little yellow duck sitting in a wheelchair was pushed out at a very slow speed, moved little by little to the door of the new general manager's office, and then knocked on the door.

Some people hesitated and stopped, as if they wanted to remind something, but they were not as fast as Fu Sishen.

Before long, the closed office door was opened from the inside.

Immediately afterwards, the familiar voice of the child once again turned the tide

The momentum spread to everyone's ears.

"Nephew! Aunt Qingqing and Xiao Biao are here to bring you food!"

...

Silence, deathly silence.

The dark cold eyes drooped slightly, facing the clear peach eyes of Shang Qingqing.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and the deepness of their cold eyes gradually showed a dense gentleness, and even the low and low voice was unspeakable: "Qing Qing will give Ajin food, no part of me. ?"

Standing behind Fu Heng, Fu Sijin watched this scene silently, and by the way gave Fu Sishen a cold look of'you wait for me'.

Fu Sishen: "..."

Don't wait, I'm dead now.

Bodyguard: You can't live by committing sins. Look, the retribution came so soon.

Without noticing what the adults were fighting in secret, Qing Qing lifted up the lunch box in his hand and handed it to Fu Heng.

"Yes, Qingqing specially asked Xiaoshen to buy two copies! This is a surprise. Uncle is not happy to see Qingqing open?"

"Of course I am happy, Qingqing is so good."

Fu Heng squatted down, rubbing Qing Qing’s little yellow duck hat head like a reward, and took the lunch box she handed over, even if it slowly spilled out of an unspeakable smell. Change the color.

"Hey..."

Little Wings held her little face, Qingqing smiled shyly.

There are still many people outside here secretly looking here, without the hobby of being seen as a monkey, Fu Heng got up to take over Qingqing's wheelchair and pushed her into Fu Sijin's general manager's office.

The door of the wide open room was closed mercilessly, and there was no excitement to see everyone could not help but talk in private.

I am mainly curious about what identity Qingqing is, which can make the chairman be so gentle to her.

"Let's talk about it, why did you bring her here?"

The wheelchair was uncomfortable for a long time, so Fu Heng carefully hugged Qingqing on the sofa and sat down.

The sofa was soft and Qingqing sank as soon as he sat down.

Paired with her little yellow duck suit, it really looks like soft and cute duck dumplings.

Compared to Qingqing who was comfortably sinking into the soft sofa to enjoy, Fu Sishen, who was opposite her, seemed a little restless.

It's the same as getting a needle.

"Just...just...just Qingqing missed you. I've been making trouble at home, but I can't help her...so I can only take her out. Our uncle knows when we go out. If you don't believe me, you can call to ask. She chose the gift she wanted to come. I really don’t blame me."

Fu Sishen held all the pots on Qingqing without his conscience.

Mom, don’t blame me, it’s okay if you cause trouble, then I’ll cause trouble

I have to be killed by the father and son doubles by my father and brother. Maybe today next year will be my anniversary.

"I didn't, you bullshit!"

Qingqing was stunned by Fu Sishen's shamelessness.

"Obviously it was you who sent a few words of surprise to A Jin, and then brought Qing Qing to buy gifts!"

I was so angry that Qingqing couldn't even speak clearly.

"Didn't you choose that surprise?" Fu Sishen retorted confidently.

"You bought it with money!" Qingqing did not accept being wronged.

Seeing the two bear kids getting into a nest fighting noisily, Fu Sishen shook his head helplessly and reached out to open the lunch box.

He was actually a little curious about what was inside.

As soon as the lunch box was opened, an unspeakable smell overflowed, occupying every corner of the office with a strong and domineering manner.

"You call this a surprise?"

Fu Sijin's face changed in an instant, and his face turned pale.