C11 President's Coffee

Mu Xue was stunned and looked at the coffee cup in her hand. Didn't president drink the coffee she made?

"Yes!" She immediately made another cup.

Just as she was about to leave, Ann Qian walked over and took a whiff of the coffee. "It's nothing special! Mu Xue, do you know president?"

"No!" Mu Xue shook her head. "I don't know president! Miss An, I'll bring president some coffee first!"

Ann Qian looked at her back and snorted in disdain. Her eyes flashed and seemed to flash with a glimmer.

Mu Xue sent the coffee to president's room. Qin Yinuo was processing the documents. "president's coffee!"

Yes!" Qin Yinuo looked up and glanced at Mu Xue. He stood up. His iron-black Mancini suit accentuated his tall and straight posture. "You will be responsible for my coffee in the future."

"Yes!" Mu Xue could only say yes. She had to follow president's instructions.

Qin Yinuo walked over and Mu Xue subconsciously stepped back. Her head seemed to be even lower as she looked weakly at the tip of her shoes. She smelled the good smell of tobacco again.

"Secretary Mu, are you used to it?" Qin Yinuo's low voice was not warm at all. He sat on the sofa at the side.

"Yes," Secretary Mu said. Mu Xue still gave a simple answer.

"Do you know how to answer?" She heard Qin Yinuo's impatient voice again.

"Yes!" She instinctively replied, somewhat annoyed. Mu Xue unconsciously pursed her lips and hurriedly looked up, her gaze meeting Qin Yinuo.

Just one look and she suddenly felt an inexplicable fear.

Looking at the woman who was as dull as wood, Qin Yinuo's eyes flashed.

Mu Xue lowered her head again, her small hands trembling as she tightly gripped the tray. She did not understand why Qin Yinuo wanted to interrogate her.

"Get out!" Qin Yinuo suddenly said in a cold voice.

"Mommy, why are you here to pick me up?" At the entrance of the kindergarten, a little boy with red lips and white teeth finally came to Mu Xue. There was no one at the door, only Mu Cheng and his teacher.

"I'm sorry, Cheng. I got off work late!" Mu Xue said apologetically to the teacher, "I'm sorry, Teacher Shi. I delayed you from getting off work."

"It's okay. Miss Mu, you look so much like your son." It was the first time Teacher Shi saw Mu Xue. He finally knew what kind of genes Cheng, a little boy with red lips and white teeth, came from. "I think the child's eyes and eyebrows are very similar to his father."

"Uh!" Mu Xue was a little embarrassed and her smile was unnatural. Cheng was not her child, but almost everyone who knew her would say that.

"Cheng, say goodbye to the teacher!"

"Yes! Goodbye, Teacher Shi!" Cheng said obediently. "Mommy, do I look like you?"

Mu Xue lowered her head and looked at this small face. Yes, Cheng really looked more and more like her. But in the end, he was not her biological son! "En!"

When the teacher was far away, Mu Xue held her son's hand. "Cheng, what are we eating today?"

"As long as I'm with Mommy, I'll eat anything!"

"Yeah! You're so good!" Mu Xue sighed. This child was so considerate. But where was her son? Was he well? Would that man love him?

As she thought about it, a tear rolled down her face.

"Mommy, why are you crying again? Did I make you angry?" Cheng raised his head and looked at Mu Xue worriedly. He did not know what to say. "I won't urge you anymore. If you don't get off work, I will wait for you at the door."

"Cheng, I'm not crying. It's sand in my eyes!" Mu Xue explained apologetically.

"But there's no wind! Why is there sand?"

A smile appeared on her thin and fair face. "You're really smart. I won't cry anymore! Let's go, I'll buy you something delicious!"

Qin family Mansion.

"Daddy, you're back?" A pretty little boy ran down the stairs. He seemed especially happy when he saw Qin Yinuo.

"Tianyu!" Qin Yinuo picked him up. "Are you obedient?"

"Yes! Grandpa said I'm very obedient!"

"Un!" "Yes," Qin Yinuo said. "Yes. Where's your grandfather?"

"He's in the study!" Tianyu pointed at the room upstairs and said.

"Daddy, are you looking for grandpa?"

"Yeah, play by yourself first. Wait for me after you shower. I'll tell you a story later!"

"Okay! Then I'll go take a bath!" Tianyu slid down from Qin Yinuo's arms. "Daddy, you should go now," Qin Yinuo said.

"Yes!" Qin Yinuo looked at his son's back and remembered his pitiful face. He did not expect that he would have his own son that night.