When the children were three years old, Ling Xiaoxiao participated in the first international conference in her life through the introduction of Teacher Zhou, sat in the box, passed the same passage with another person, and completed the entire translation work.

"I really didn't expect you to do so well." During the intermission, Teacher Zhou walked over with coffee and handed it to her.

"It was the foundation you laid for me back then." If Teacher Zhou hadn't been taking her to various meetings in college and giving her such vision and opportunities, she might be looking for a company to do it now and live a mess.

"That's also your own efforts. I have brought so many students, and only you have learned it and become a simultaneous interpretation of the world." Teacher Zhou was indescribable to express gratitude. Until now, when his sister in Bincheng mentioned Ling Xiaoxiao to her, she couldn't stop admiring.

Ling Xiaoxiao held the coffee cup and laughed, accepting Teacher Zhou's praise with peace of mind. Her hard work and grades today were enough to bear any of his praise.

Life is achieved through one's own gain.

"Xiaoxiao, the meeting is about to begin," Muzhe walked from a distance with a sign of the staff hanging. The eyes that fell on her were still filled with an indescribable obsession: "How are you, are you in good condition?"

Ling Xiaoxiao instantly changed into a decent smile, ignoring the pain that flashed through Muzhe's eyes: "No problem, I'll go back now."

Regarding Muzhe, Ling Xiaoxiao always treats him as a senior and colleague, perhaps because the boy appeared too early, or because she had too much obsession in her previous life, and because of the existence of Jiang Zizhuo in her life, her heart was filled with no gaps.

She didn't want to consider why Muzhe was complicated for her. She just wanted to finish her work quickly and then go home to see her pair of babies.

The twins could already speak. After entering the kindergarten in September, they were with children and teachers every day, and their vocabulary increased dramatically. Every time they hugged her legs and called her mother sweetly, she wished she could put all the best in the world into their hands.

However, the face control seems to be inherited. After the twins get older, they ignore her mother a little. They only like to pester Jiang Zizhuo every day. As long as Jiang Zizhuo is at home, they will definitely hold one, and then the father and daughter chat, play games, and tell stories.

At night, I like to pester Jiang Zizhuo. I always stand in front of the bedroom door to block Ling Xiaoxiao from entering.

Thinking of those two little things, Ling Xiaoxiao always felt helpless and felt a warm heart.

"Xiaoxiao, how about it, it's about to start." The partner beside him looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and quickly spoke out to remind him.

Ling Xiaoxiao brought her headphones and smiled at her partner: "Well, I'm ready, let's start."

The meeting, which was highly nervous, was coming to an end. Ling Xiaoxiao completed the last fifteen minutes and took off her headphones. Listening to the quick translation of her colleagues around her, she rubbed her forehead, and the feeling of fatigue came little by little.

"You translated fluently, and it didn't seem like you were the first time you were a simultaneous transmission. This is my business card. If you have the chance, you will work together." After the meeting, the partner took out a business card from his backpack and handed it to Ling Xiaoxiao's hand.

Ling Xiaoxiao smiled a little apologized: "I have little experience and have not prepared my business card. This is my phone number, so I will cooperate again if I have the opportunity."

Ling Xiaoxiao found the notebook from the table and tore up a note and copied his name and phone number on it.

The partner's eyes flashed with appreciation, looked at Ling Xiaoxiao's phone number, and his heart moved and said, "There is a restaurant nearby that is very good. Do you want to have dinner together?"

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the other person with a slightly awkward smile. What kind of expression is the other person’s face?

Just as she was about to refuse politely, she heard two delicate voices coming from the door of the hall: "Mom."

She turned her head in surprise and saw Little Onion and Little Corn wearing the same plaid skirt, running towards her quickly. She quickly put down the paper and pen in her hand and hugged them.

"Why are you here?"

Xiao Onion raised his hand and pointed to the door. He saw Jiang Zizhuo walking slowly from outside the door. The fluorescent light above his head hit his face. In a trance, Ling Xiaoxiao saw the scene when she first saw him at the freshman's entrance ceremony in the first year of high school.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed like this.

"What do you think, don't we welcome?" Jiang Zizhuo walked closer, looked at Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes with memories, raised his hand and rubbed her face, bringing her back to her senses.

"Why are you here?" Ling Xiaoxiao's lips couldn't help but rise. How could she not welcome them?

"You started construction for the first time today, of course we have to come and support you." Jiang Zizhuo said it for granted, and his eyes turned around on another simultaneous disciple beside him.

Of course, we also need to see if someone is not open to his eyes and wants to think about his wife.

The partner was slightly embarrassed by Jiang Zizhuo's eyes. He packed up his things, said hello to Ling Xiaoxiao and left quickly.

"Fortunately, I came here with the girls." Jiang Zizhuo snorted coldly with a careful look.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at him speechlessly. In recent years, their company has grown bigger and bigger, and has a great reputation in the industry. He has done interviews with magazines many times, but the three of them are more handsome than the other, young and handsome, and successful in their careers. It is not an exaggeration to describe the girls who want to pounce on them.

Many times, she saw his enchanting secretary twisting his waist and coming out of his office. Before she could say anything, he started to jealous first.

"It doesn't work for me to take the girls to come." Ling Xiaoxiao hummed without any loss of momentum.

"That's Zhou Shao's secretary, not mine." Jiang Zizhuo must explain this principled issue clearly.

"Explanation is equivalent to concealment," Ling Xiaoxiao turned around and packed things: "No man is a good thing."

Jiang Zizhuo would never accept this kind of map cannon. He held Ling Xiaoxiao's slender waist with deep hands, lowered his head slightly, and drowned a hot breath in Ling Xiaoxiao's ears: "Is it a good thing? Do you want to check it out tonight?"

Ling Xiaoxiao lowered her head and saw two pairs of big curious eyes. Her face suddenly turned red and she reached out to push Jiang Zizhuo away: "The girls are all here, can you be more serious?"

Why do you pretend to be serious to your wife? Jiang Zizhuo raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao in disagreement. He still felt that when the night was late, the two should discuss this issue carefully.

The family of four left together, and behind them, the little girl who was intern with Teacher Zhou kept her eyes on them: "Teacher Zhou, is that our professional senior sister?"

"Yes, it's your senior sister," Teacher Zhou looked at their far away backs: "She is an outstanding graduate of the xx class who has always been called the winner of life by your professional teachers, Ling Xiaoxiao."

"So it's her." The little girl looked at the direction of their departure, not knowing whether it was envy, admiration, or something else...

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Xiao Kunzi once wanted to write like this, write about their careers, write about their feelings, write about their children... But in the end, Xiao Kunzi didn't overcome the hurdle in her heart, and still wanted to finish it at their happiest moment, just like the story of Snow White stopped at the moment when the prince kissed her

Thank you for your support along the way, so that Xiao Kunzi can achieve a relatively glorious result to complete the third year of junior high school. I don’t have much regrets in my heart.

From tomorrow to the end of the month, Xiao Kunzi will pick up a few extras that everyone wants to read to write. Girls who are not interested in extras can stop when they arrive here.

I really don't want to say goodbye, but there is no banquet that lasts until the end. Fate is gone, and it is always the simplest truth in the world.

However, Xiao Kunzi still hopes that we can see you again in the next book. The new book is a slightly unpopular subject. Xiao Kunzi is extremely nervous about the new book. I don’t know if you like it, but Xiao Kunzi will still do all his efforts to write the book you like. Please continue to support it.
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