Trapped with the CEO

Shao Jiayi felt a sense of crime in an instant. He suppressed the strange noise in his throat and cleared his throat, "Mom, I'm in a meeting...ah! It's okay, Mom, I'll be in a meeting again..."

Shao Jiayi's voice suddenly broke, because she was gritting her teeth hard.

Damn it!

"Mianmian, do you have a meeting again? When will you get home and do you need your dad to pick you up?" Bo Yiyue looked at her phone curiously, still talking!

Shao Jiayi shook his head quickly, thinking that his mother couldn't see it, pinched his nails into the man's arm, and took a deep breath.

"Mom, no, I'm busy, I'll be over in a while!"

After finishing all the words in one breath, he hung up the phone in a hurry, and Shao Jiayi gasped.

"Sidingli, you bastard!" Shao Jiayi put his arms around the man's neck and gave him a bite.

...

Twelve o'clock in the evening

Shao Jiayi wore her long hair and put on clothes casually. Taking a look at the coat without buttons on the floor, Shao Jiayi took it up and wrapped it around himself.

Then he took the phone that he kept ringing, holding his soft legs, and left Stingli's bedroom.

After sitting in his car, Shao Jiayi dared to call his father, "Dad, what's wrong?"

"Mianmian, what's the matter with you? I haven't answered the phone for so long." Shao Mian had put on his clothes and was about to find his daughter.

"I was in a meeting just now and the phone was turned on silent. I didn't hear it. I am almost home now." Shao Jiayi held the steering wheel tightly, his heart beating faster because of lying.

She raised her head and glanced at the second floor of Villa No. 9, and the light in the guest room was turned on for a while after she left, and then turned off.

I remembered what Stepinli said just now.

So, did Stingli go to Song Zhiqing's room...

Shao Jiayi's imagination is really rich, it's just that Song Zhiqing went to the bathroom and returned to the bedroom.

"Well, you should be slower on the way, call your father if you have something to do." Shao Mian confessed a few more words to his daughter before hanging up the phone.

No way! He didn't get off work until so late. He wanted to talk to his daughter. In fact, she didn't have to fight like that.

Shao Jiayi drove the car and slowly swayed back to his home villa.

After stopping in the garage for a while, he slipped quietly to the second floor.

As soon as I opened the door of my own room, the door of my parents' room was opened.

Shao Jiayi had a guilty conscience and quickly took off his coat and threw it on the bed.

"Ah, mom, why haven't you slept yet!" Shao Jiayi stroked her long hair. Oops! The rubber band doesn't know where it went!

Bo Yiyue looked at her daughter with her long hair and asked in confusion, "Why didn't her hair tie?"

"That... the rubber band... broke, and then I couldn't find it." Shao Jiayi smiled and concealed his guilty conscience.

She is going to do her hair tomorrow, and it will be permed into big waves, and she won’t be messed up anyway...

Bo Yiyue always felt that her daughter was a little weird tonight, but she couldn't tell who was weird.

"You should rest early, and don't come back so late in the future. Your dad hasn't found a suitable bodyguard for you." The last time I found a batch, it was not stable, so I changed it.

"Mom, no need..."

"Okay, Mianmian, you don't have to refuse. Every time you come back so late, how can you let your parents rest assured?" Shao Mian also walked out of the bedroom to stop her daughter's refusal.

Shao Jiayi's whole body was hairy when his parents saw him, and he nodded quickly, "Okay, okay, I see, good night parents!"

The door to the room was "bang" closed by Shao Jiayi.

The couple outside the door glanced at each other and felt that their daughter was not normal tonight!

"We must find her a bodyguard!" Shao Mian was sure and affirmed!

"Yes!" Bo Yiyue is on the same front with her husband this time!

In the room, Shao Jiayi soaked herself in the bathtub, looking at the marks on her body, her cheeks instantly turned red.

Ugh! What will she do?

Why do you like a scumbag?

Shao Jiayi, what should you do?

Let go? She seemed a little reluctant.

Don't you let it go? Knowing that he is on two boats, and no matter how much he wants to like him, Shao Jiayi feels that he can't do it...

After thinking about it all night, Shao Jiayi still didn't come up with a clue.

The next morning, put the damaged coat in a handbag and prepare to throw it away quietly.

When he went downstairs, Shao Mian still made breakfast. This time there was Bo Yiyue, and the couple brought all the breakfast to the table.

"Mianmian, hurry up and have breakfast!" Bo Yiyue put the fried egg on the table and called her daughter.

Because he didn't sleep well all night, Shao Jiayi looked awkward, "Mom, you are so early today."

"Well, wait a while and go to the old house with your father to meet Chenchen." Bo Yiyue pulled the chair away for his daughter, and Shao Jiayi put the paper bag aside.

"Mianmian, didn't you buy a dress for your grandma last time? Give it to me, and I will bring it to you." Shao Mian's words reminded Shao Jiayi.

She nodded and walked upstairs.

Bo Yiyue accidentally went to the paper bag that Shao Jiayi had brought down and asked Shao Mian curiously, "What does Mianmian do with his clothes?"

Shao Mian sat down and shook his head.

Is it dirty to be sent to the dry cleaning? Bo Yiyue curiously opened Shao Jiayi's paper bag.

Take out the clothes she wore yesterday.

"Eh? Why does the clothes seem to be broken? They are broken, what about the buttons..." Bo Yiyue showed her daughter's clothes to Shao Mian and asked him to verify what was going on.

Shao Mian, who was drinking porridge, looked at his daughter's coat and put down the porcelain bowl in his hand.

He bought this dress for his daughter in the United States, and it did have buttons at the time.

Thinking of the appearance of his daughter last night, Shao Mian frowned tightly.

The couple glanced at each other as if they understood something.

Shao Jiayi had already appeared on the stairs on the second floor. Shao Mian winked at his wife, and Bo Yiyue quickly put his coat back.

A family of three ate breakfast thoughtfully. After Shao Jiayi said goodbye to his parents, he took the broken coat and left the villa.

Dad bought this dress for her, and she was reluctant to throw it away. After thinking about it, I took the clothes to the mall, put on a few buttons, and went to the store.

When I went out, I just ran into a familiar Rolls-Royce, and the passenger in the car was Song Zhiqing.

Shao Jiayi only took a look before getting into his car.

I already knew it, right? Why does my heartache?

Who is to blame for the path you choose?

Mercedes-Benz followed Rolls-Royce, out of the community, and went their separate ways.

Inside Villa 8

Bo Yiyue took her cell phone from upstairs and dialed a call to Shao Jiayi's shop.

"Eh, Xiao Zhang, I'm Jiayi's mother... Hey, hello, I want to ask you something... Well, what time did you get off work last night?" Bo Yiyue continued the call and sat down to Shao Mian. Next to.