The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

In fact, Lu Zhichen didn't have anything special to do, that is, he wanted to give himself a day off.

Then, go to a car race.

This racing competition gathered a lot of excellent racing drivers, but not many people received invitations.

I heard that someone was in control.

However, if Lu Zhichen wants an invitation letter, that's all right.

He asked for this invitation a few days ago, and was going to take a look.

It won't change because of anything.

Work, you can also put it a little.

There is not only work in his life.

He touched his left wrist, and there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

I haven't seen you for a long time, I don't know if the little girl still remembers him.

I shouldn't remember, after all, she was still so young at that time, and now, many years have passed, and they haven't seen each other again.

Children's memories don't last long.

It was also because he heard that in this racing competition, there was that little girl he had been thinking about for a long time, so Lu Zhichen chose to let go of everything.

The special assistant has never seen such a gentle expression of this cold-faced president, as if he is cherishing something, very precious.

...

Xing Jiu'an flew back to the place where she grew up.

After leaving the airport, she found her car nearby and drove down the mountain. At this time, it was already a little dark.

Turning on the phone, Mu Qing called and she connected.

"Brother..."

"Jiu'an, where are you?" Mu Qing's voice was a little flustered, she didn't understand why, she just went out the door, and the little sister disappeared.

He thought he had lost the little girl, and the whole person was not panicking like him.

Xing Jiu'an took a look. Mu Qing sent her a lot of messages and made countless phone calls. She suddenly felt very guilty.

Because in the last life, in the end, no one cares about her, so Xing Jiu'an doesn't need to tell others where she goes. She is used to loneliness and forgets that she is loved and pampered by others.

Listening to Mu Qing's anxious and worried voice, she apologized softly and well-behaved, "I'm sorry, senior brother, I just want to come back to see Master, and I'll go back tomorrow."

"I didn't mean to make senior brother worry."

"I just forgot..."

I just forgot, senior brother will be worried.

Only then did Mu Qing feel relieved, and she couldn't bear to speak to her. She only asked, "Are you here now? Is the road going well? Have you eaten something?"

A series of questions, not knowing which one to answer.

Xing Jiu'an answered every word very seriously, and responded to every question well, "I have reached the bottom of the mountain, the road is very smooth, and I am ready to eat when I get home."

Mu Qing seemed relieved, "Then go up quickly, it's getting dark now, it's cold in the mountains at night, remember to wear more clothes."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Xing Jiu'an walked up slowly.

She didn't mean to be in a hurry.

She had seen every grass and tree on this mountain when she was a child. It was obviously where she grew up, but now she looked at it, but it was extraordinarily unfamiliar.

Now the mountain is a little dark and cold. Xing Jiu'an's short sleeves and a thin coat are still a little cold.

It seems that someone came over, took a flashlight and took a picture here, and said, "Who is it?"

It's her big brother.

At the age of thirty or forty, the elder brother can almost be Xing Jiu'an's father.

In fact, if it wasn't for the master and everyone to stop him, he really wanted to adopt Xing Jiu'an as his child.