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Never Late, Never Away

Chapter: 631

After thinking about it, Cheng Kexin finally agreed, “Okay, then it’s time for me to call you tomorrow.”

“Good.” He Yue responded with a smile.

“Then let’s continue the interview, I have to ask you the last few questions.” Cheng Kexin picked up the information in front of him.

After asking a few more professional questions, the interview was finally over. Cheng Kexin also let out a long sigh of relief. The task was completed smoothly.

“I’ll send you back.” He Yue offered to offer.

“No, I just need to go back, so I won’t bother you.” Cheng Kexin refused with a smile.

“Couldn’t, there is a man who doesn’t let the lady go home alone is basically demeanor. You wouldn’t even give me this opportunity, would you?”

Hearing He Yue’s words, Cheng Kexin couldn’t say it anymore. He has already said so bluntly. If he refuses, he will only appear hypocritical.

“Well, I’ll trouble you.” Cheng Kexin saw that it was getting dark outside.

“Don’t be so polite with me.” He Yue smiled.

After reaching for the waiter to pay the bill, He Yue drove Cheng Kexin back to Cheng’s house.

The two of them were chatting about the sky in the car, during which Cheng Kexin kept taking a sigh of relief in his heart, fearing that He Yue would mention liking himself again as a topic.

But fortunately, He Yue didn’t say anything about it all the way, which made Cheng Kexin more certain. He just confessed that there was a lot of jokes.

“Thank you for sending me back.” Cheng Kexin unfastened his seat belt, thanked him and got up to get out of the car.

“Wait a minute.” He Yue stopped her, and took out the roses and gift boxes from the restaurant just now, “Ke Xin, I have carefully selected these for you, and it can be considered as a kind of heart. , You just accept it.”

“This is too expensive.” Cheng Kexin hurriedly declined.

Knowing that Cheng Kexin’s temperament and character, He Yue did not insist anymore.

“You don’t want to accept the necklace. You should accept the flower. You don’t want it to be such a beautiful flower. I will throw it away in a trash can.”

“This…” Cheng Kexin was embarrassed on the face, but He Yue had said so, and it was really unreasonable if he didn’t accept it.

“Okay.” Cheng Kexin took the bouquet in front of him and smiled at He Yue, “Thank you.”

“It’s all said and I don’t have to be so polite.”

He smiled politely again, Cheng Kexin opened the door and got out of the car, beckoning to He Yue and saying, “I’m going in first, you should go back too, be careful on the way.”

Nodded, He Yue turned the front of the car and left.

Seeing the red rose in his hand, Cheng Kexin sighed and felt his head hurt again.

“Mommy, you’re back!” As soon as he entered the door, Cheng Kexin saw Meng Bao rushing towards him.

Kneeling down to hug Mengbao, Cheng Kexin kissed him with a little face, “Today’s completion of the teacher assignment is homework?”

“It’s done a long time ago.” Meng Bao replied, curiously looking at the rose in Cheng Kexin’s hand, “Mommy, this flower is so beautiful, isn’t it the uncle who gave it to you?”

It’s because he already knew what it meant to give someone a rose. Is it nowadays that people are pursuing him to be a mummy? If this is true, what will Daddy do?

“Little devil head.” Cheng Kexin chuckled helplessly and nodded Mengbao’s forehead. He placed the flower on the table beside him, not intending to answer this question.

Discussing this with my son, I feel a little awkward.

“Wow, what did Auntie do today is so fragrant, let’s go wash our hands and eat.” Changing the subject, Cheng Kexin took Mengbao up and walked towards the dining table.

But if there is Mengbao, how can it be so easy to be sent away? Yes, holding Cheng Kexin is the arm, Mengbao looked nervous and said, “Mummy, tell Mengbao, who will give you this flower?”

“What flower?” Cheng Luo just came out of the study and was going downstairs when he heard what Meng Bao said.

Let go of Cheng Kexin’s arm, Mengbao turned around and picked up the flower on the table.

Mostly the bouquet immediately covered his face, and the excitement mixed with nervousness was a voice coming from behind the flowers, “Look at it, uncle, the man sent roses to my mother!”

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