The president sent me to cheer

Chapter 35

For Madam He.

A child like little A is simply the ideal son she dreams of.

Recall when she was pregnant with He Jiu.

This is what I expected in my heart.

Look at the cute baby in her womb.

No kicking, no fuss, no morning sickness.

At first glance, he is a worry-free child.

That's it.

Isn't she pregnant with a kind and lovely little angel? !

The more Mrs. He thought about it, the more beautiful she became.

He even imagined how the child would follow her buttocks in the future, softly pulling the hem of her clothes and calling her mother coquettishly.

It doesn't matter if the child is a boy or a girl.

They will definitely inherit her beauty and have an angelic sweet smile, right?

Mrs. He thought so.

Then, she gave birth to a beautiful iceberg face.

Koga Kumi is beautiful, but she really looks like a domineering president.

It's not the hexagram of little angels at all.

At that time, He Jiu was only three or four years old, but he was just a kid.

But he has already begun to exude an innate sense of arrogance, just like his father!

Xiao Hejiu not only doesn't act like a baby, but also doesn't call her mother sweet.

Moreover, he had to endure the injury, even if Mrs. He saw it through and asked him, he would try his best to pretend that nothing happened, and then say something like "How could I cry because of this injury?"

And comes with a proud "hum".

In the end, holding back a pack of tears, he hummed and walked away.

What kind of awkward kid is this? !

It was completely different from what she imagined when she was pregnant! ! !

Mrs. He also tried to make him cute the day after tomorrow.

When he was about six years old, he took him to dry the quilt.

Drying the quilt is of course boring.

But the key is that the pronunciation of "little quilt" is very cute.

At that time, He Jiu was changing his teeth.

This is the time when the possibility of speaking leaks is greatest.

So Mrs. He took Xiao He Jiu to watch the servant dry the quilt.

And pointing to the row of hanging quilts, he said to Xiao Hejiu in a coaxing tone.

"Can you recognize which one is your little quilt?"

Madam He will never forget that day.

Holding a copy of "One Hundred Years of Solitude", Xiao He Jiu turned around.

The clear crow-colored eyes were full of complexity.

Mixed with three points of confusion, seven points of shock, and a hint of disgust that seems to be nothing.

Then he spoke.

Remind her sternly with her immature milk voice and leaky teeth.

"Mom, it's a quilt, not a quilt."

"..."

"With all due respect, my quilt is as big as yours."

"........."

"And you are already a mature woman who has entered the thirties, so you are not suitable for being cute."

"……………………"

I want you to take care of my 30-year-old mother's cuteness? !

You little bastard who doesn't understand style at all!

snort!

Looking at the iceberg-faced son in front of him who looked like a mini version of Mr. He.

Mrs. He was so wronged that she scratched the wall.

This is not the result she wanted at all!

What she wants is a kind and cute little angel with an innocent smile!

Correct.

Just like Little A.

When he smiled at himself, there was a clear and gentle feeling.

The eyes are bright and innocent, like an angel who accidentally fell into the world.

Mrs. He stood in front of the door, so happy that she wished she could jump three feet high.

Immediately walked over to support little A.

In fact, the daughter-in-law is male or female.

She doesn't care.

From the very beginning, she and Mr. He had no plan to have children to inherit the family business.

It's just that I was pregnant with He Jiu by accident at that time, and felt that he was coming, so I let it happen naturally.

After all, having a child as a successor is risky.

No one knows what the child will look like.

Is it smart or stupid?

Is it beautiful or ugly?

Is there any mental or physical illness?

Is he a prodigal or thrifty?

Can he learn so many complicated courses?

Can it go on with the prosperity?

Shengshi Group is not only their hard work.

It is the environment that countless employees rely on for survival, and it is an enterprise trusted by countless people, involving all aspects of thousands of households.

If you give birth to a child, you will be a little less kind, with a little greed and evil thoughts.

Ignoring management, ignoring service, ignoring product quality, or even being an incompetent second-generation ancestor.

All of this will lead to the decline of the entire group.

Leading to the unemployment of tens of thousands of employees.

The more you have.

The more responsibility you have to bear.

Adults who have already formed are more convenient to grasp in terms of quality.

They can choose legends with excellent character and ability to lead the group to go on.

So since He Jiu was born.

He became the object of investigation of Mrs. He and Mr. He.

They were quite strict with him and deprived him of all entertainment.

He wholeheartedly trained him to be the most needed leader of Shengshi Group.

Fortunately, Xiao Hejiu was outstanding in everything when he was growing up, and he was born to endure hardships and stand hard work.

He had no regrets when he read the book, and he grew up to be what he is now, and they dared to hand over the prosperous age to him.

Facts have proved that they have really raised an optimal choice.

The price that can be paid is his entire childhood and now barren private life.

As expected, He Jiu didn't have puppy love, because he was completely raised as an indifferent stone.

I have neither liked anyone nor cared about anyone, and I don't even chase stars!

When I was studying abroad, Yingying and Yanyan surrounded me in a big circle.

Everyone tried their best to stick to him, but he didn't respond, as if he had become a customized product for Shengshi Group.

As if his whole life.

Only Shengshi Group was left.

To say there is no guilt would be a lie.

Madam He's only wish now is to hope that he can live a happier life.

So no matter who he likes.

As long as that person is kind and good, and loves him just as much.

Is male or female.

What's the point?

Madam He supported Xiao A's other arm with a smile.

Guide him carefully through the door.

The meals are already ready.

Mr. He was sitting in the dining room reading a magazine.

Little A could only see his back from a distance.

Even sitting, you can feel the height of his figure.

Seen from behind, he looks very similar to He Jiu.

He also has light brown hair.

It seems that the hair color is inherited from his father.

Thinking of this, Xiao A was confused by the mother and son of the He family and helped her to the table, and sat down next to him.

After all, Mr. He has been in charge of Shengshi Group for many years.

In terms of prestige, he was no worse than his grandfather Qing Jin, and even higher.

He put down the magazine in his hand, and nodded at Little A calmly.

I can't tell whether it is welcoming or indifferent.

Little A hastily nodded at him too.

said aloud.

"Hello, uncle."

"Uh, uh..."

Mr. He coughed unnaturally.

With a sullen face, he tried to adjust his expression.

"Hello."

Today, this dish is obviously Xiao A's favorite.

He is usually not a picky eater, and he eats very deliciously. Mrs. He couldn't help being happy watching it, and secretly kicked the picky eater He Jiu, who was struggling to eat green peppers, and said "You don't want to learn from your wife" contemptuous look.

He Jiu: "..."

Halfway through the meal, it was Mrs. He who was looking for something to talk about.

Maybe because she felt that jumping around alone was too uncomfortable, she tapped on Mr. He's table twice to remind him to say something too.

Mr. He probably also felt that it was time to say something.

Then he stopped his chopsticks and turned his head to welcome Little A.

"Although you don't look very smart, since Xiao Jiu likes it, then I can't force it..."

Halfway through his speech, he suddenly felt Mrs. He's burning gaze.

I couldn't help but glance at her from the corner of the eye, and when I said "barely", my voice visibly trembled, forming a strange syllable.

"I mean...you see it as a..."

He looked at Mrs. He's expression.

While reconsidering the vocabulary.

"Good boy!"

Little A:?

Looking at Mrs. He's frowning.

Mr. He knew that she was not satisfied with his speech, so he cleared his throat.

"You are wonderful!"

He stuttered and thought about it.

Sudden addition.

"It's the best choice for Xiaojiu to get married!"

Little A:? ? ?

At the end, he stretched out his hand and clenched his fist.

In a serious manner, he made a cheering gesture that did not conform to his status.

"Papa supports you!"

Little A:? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Mrs. He and Mr. He haven't returned to China for half a year, and most of the servants at home are on paid leave.

In addition, He Jiu was always at the company, and he only slept for a while when he came back. He didn't think he needed it, so he left Mama Sun alone.

Now they come back, although only for one night.

But he also called all the servants over.

Compared with the previous few days.

The He family was suddenly very lively.

After dinner, Mrs. He took them to the living room to sit down.

Send someone to bring a thick photo album, start from the first page, and show Xiao A one by one.

"Listen, you look at this."

Madam He pointed to one of the photos on the first page.

As if pointing to a world famous painting.

"This is when Jiu'er was a child. How about it? Isn't it cute?"

In the sound of He Jiu's alert gasp.

Little A looked in the direction Mrs. He pointed, and instantly saw the beautiful little face above.

That's right!

That is He Jiu's childhood shadow, Mrs. He's self-satisfied work, Mr. He can't look directly at it and thinks it is a bit cute

——A photo of Ogajiu in women's clothing! ! !

In the photo, Xiao He Jiu cried with red eyes.

A pair of beautiful big crow-colored eyes stared innocently at the camera, in despair, but also faintly revealing a sense of stubbornness of disobedience.

It's completely different from today's, capitalized and bold.

His soft little face is fair and flawless, and his eyelashes have been enviably dense since he was a child.

Although her mother forcibly put on women's clothes, she didn't look out of harmony, more like a little prince in ancient Europe.

But nonetheless.

This is also too different from He Jiu's current appearance.

Little A was not mentally prepared when he watched it.

He burst out laughing.

He Jiu was so nervous that his scalp tingled.

Seeing him smile, he jumped up from the sofa in an instant, rushing to grab the photo album.

Mrs. He is looking forward to the stars and the moon.

Just looking forward to showing this photo to my son's partner in the future, how could he be blocked like this?

She winked at Mr. He.

The old Mr. He immediately reached out and grabbed He Jiu, pulling him back to his seat.

But Mr. He can still understand his son's pain.

He looked at He Jiu with a sad expression of "Isn't it good to be alive?"

"........."

Seeing that He Jiu was so angry and annoyed, his entire face flushed red with anxiety.

Little A quickly comforted him.

"It's so beautiful, I was almost fascinated."

Facing his compliment, He Jiuman snorted nonchalantly.

She secretly peeked at him out of the corner of her eye.

"What's the difference?"

"Ok?"

It may be that he realized that he accidentally asked the question in his heart.

He Jiu panicked all of a sudden, scratching his neck and moaning.

"Look, what am I doing? I wouldn't be happy if you said that... Oops!"

Mrs. He hates iron but not steel.

Immediately, he reached out and hit him on the thigh, and scolded him in a low voice.

"What's wrong with learning from your father!"

The old Mr. He who was shot suddenly: "..."

He Jiu was beaten.

Aggrievedly rubbing his thigh.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. He did not intend to let him go.

And ordered him to respond again.

"speak English!"

He Jiu looked at Xiao A reluctantly.

He opened his mouth, but was speechless.

In the end, he turned his eyes away, revealing his burning red ears.

Muffled towards the corner.

"...I am very happy."

Seeing He Jiu being so awkward, Mrs. He sighed helplessly towards Xiao A.

With a tired expression of "Do you know how tiring I am living with these two arrogant people?"

Little A also responded with a "I understand" smile.

"Go, go, go to the side with your dad!"

There are many childhood photos of He Jiu in the album.

Don't let him continue to make trouble.

Mrs. He waved He Jiu away.

Then point to little A one by one.

The living room of the He family is very large.

He Jiu and old Mr. He sat a little further away silently.

One picked up a newspaper and the other picked up a magazine.

into a strong academic atmosphere.

They're a little far apart though.

But if you listen carefully, you can still hear the conversation between Madam He and Little A.

In the silence, He Jiu vaguely heard a sentence from over there.

"This was taken with Jiu'er and his father when we were young."

He pulled down the magazine and looked up.

Sure enough, Mr. He had pulled down the newspaper slightly, and quietly raised his ears in their direction.

"Back then, he was just an idiot. When he confessed to me, he refused to say it directly. He insisted on saying something... I study well, I have a good family background, I look good, and I didn't even submit it. Then I said ' Based on the above considerations, you are the best candidate to be my wife'."

"Huh? This is a marriage proposal right away?!"

"That's right! He praised everything he could, but he just refused to say that he liked me. I thought to myself, hey, this is another superficial guy trying to figure out my family background and my beauty! I just told him that's okay. Ah, you've thought well! But I'm afraid you've missed something!"

"Oh? What's missing?"

"You're not my best choice to be my husband!"

Mr. He: "..."

"Then what happened...?"

"That's right! I don't know why, but he married me later!"

Mrs. He still doesn't understand how she agreed back then.

After thinking about it, he said again.

"I just know that even though he always says such bad things and is so awkward and not cute at all, I still love him."

He Jiu looked up at his father.

It was found that a smile gradually appeared on his usually majestic and serious face.

After hearing this, Mr. He looked away in satisfaction, only then did he notice He Jiu who was looking at him from the opposite side.

Perhaps realizing that his expression just now might have been seen by all, he immediately avoided his eyes hastily.

He defended himself softly.

"Do you think I'm going to be happy about that?"

He Jiu raised his eyebrows.

"Aren't you happy?"

Mr. He snorted a little.

"Barely happy."

It is rare to grasp the father's weakness.

He Jiu's eyes twitched.

He was about to tease.

Just heard another sentence not far away.

"Actually, I'm not surprised for you. A while ago, I asked my grandma to secretly take pictures of his diary, and when I saw that the objects written in the diary were all male 'he', I basically guessed it."

He Jiu:? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Seeing that the old Mr. He on the opposite side looked teasing.

He Jiu panicked immediately.

"I, I didn't!"

Mr. He interrupted him.

"Oh, I saw that too."

"........."

You have all read it together, right?

There was a lively chat in the living room.

The conversation came again.

"I can see that my silly son is eager to marry you home now. As a mother, I respect my son's choice, but there is one question I must confirm."

Faced with the subtle expression of "I understand, I understand" on Mr. He's face.

He Jiu muttered unconvinced.

"Nonsense, I don't like him so much..."

The voice just fell.

Madam He's question came from the living room again.

"Listen, do you like my Jiu'er?"

He Jiu heard the words.

He hurriedly raised his ears to that side.

Mr. He: "..."

It really is his own son.

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