A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

However, she really couldn't do anything. She was just a useless mother ??

Thinking of this, Zhou Manzhu helplessly sighed. She didn't know what she should do.

When Jin Beisheng said 'prepare', he meant 'prepare' for the worst. Zhou Manzhen was just afraid that something would happen to Jin Yu, but never thought that he would leave her.

If this day really came, Zhou Man was afraid that he would be so depressed that he wouldn't be able to recover from it. After all, Lantau was a piece of meat that had fallen from her body when she was pregnant for ten months.

Zhou Manzhen felt a headache coming on as his thoughts were in a mess. However, Jin Beisen suddenly embraced her from behind, tightly hugging her in his arms, his big palm gently caressing her head, his left hand on her waist as he said, "Xiaochun, stop thinking about it. With me here, don't think too much, okay?"

The corner of his mouth curled up in a coy smile, "Good, this time, I'm going to throw caution to the wind. No matter if we're going to be together or not in the future, or what happens to Xiao Mo, I want to be brave."

The Zhou Manzhen in front of his eyes seemed to have changed completely. Her eyes started to glow, and her expression was no longer dull, but Jin Beisheng could see that Zhou Manzhen was strongly suppressing his own mental state which was on the verge of breaking down.

"Idiot, you will always be by my side." Jin Beisheng's sturdy long arm tightened, and he turned Zhou Man over. The moment their eyes met, he clearly saw her body trembling.

Zhou Manzhen pursed her lips and did not speak. Her expression was very serious, as if she did not want to speak at all.

It was unknown whether she was feeling uneasy or nervous, but Jin Beiseng's heart was in extreme pain. He pulled Zhou Manzhen into his arms, and with a slight move of his thin lips, his deep and magnetic voice was full of manly charm, "Don't think too much, okay? Are you tired? If you are tired, let's go take a rest first. "

Zhou Manzhen stubbornly shook her head. At the moment, she didn't want to go to sleep. She just wanted to stay in the lab for a day, even if she had to stay in a daze for a day!

Only here could Zhou Manzhu find some meaning to her existence. She bit her lips and thought to herself, I must save Xiao Mo.

It was a call from Uncle Zou. JS International had recently offended JS International, so there were a lot of things that needed to be done, as if they had taken root. As the backbone of JS International, Jin Beisheng couldn't help but to take care of it.

His hand let go of her, slowly taking out his phone from his pocket. Zhou Manzhen stood beside him quietly, her mind still thinking about Xiao Mo's illness.

"Director Jin, tomorrow there will be a makeup brand press conference in Paris. You promised that you would come over personally, so what is the situation now?" Uncle Zou was sitting in his office wearing a well-groomed black suit. Before he made this call, he had also thought about it for a long time. After all, the situation was different now.

Previously, no matter where Jin Beisan went for business, he didn't have to worry too much about it. But now that Little Mo was sick, how could Jin Beisan abandon him?

"Talk to the people at the Paris office and tell them I'm busy." Jin Beisheng frowned, and suddenly felt a headache coming on.

It wasn't that Uncle Zou hadn't negotiated before, it was just that he couldn't come up with any results. JS International and LG. The two companies have teamed up and launched a brand-new line of makeup brands. From research and development to the final marketing, this brand took a whole three years. The core technology is the combination of Jellyfish stem cells and plant enzyme, JS International's R D team and LG. The research team at Beauty, a cosmetics brand called M. Pure, it was named after Zhou Manzhen.

He decided to develop this makeup brand three years ago, when Zhou Manzhu was pregnant, she would often check Weibo at home, and pay attention to many makeup bloggers on Weibo. Jin Beisen studied Zhou Manzhen's Weibo and found out about her preferences.

Long term makeup would make the skin easily age, but women were born with a love for beauty. Although Zhou Manzhen did not wear much makeup, she would occasionally put on a light makeup, but it was still very beautiful. Zhou Manzhen had never mentioned in front of him that she liked makeup, it was only discovered by Jin Beisheng himself.

"Director Jin, LG. Mr. Carney of Beauty said that he hoped you could visit him in person. After all, this makeup conference is full of stars, and as you promised, I was just talking to LG. The vice president over at Beauty has communicated, and they all say they want you to come over. " Uncle Zou frowned and said with a troubled expression.

Jin Beisen considered for a moment, then calmly said, "I understand, I'll come to the company later, we'll talk about it later."

When she heard him say that he wanted to go to the company, she thought something was wrong. She gently pulled on his sleeve and asked: "Bei Sen, did something happen at the company?"

"It's fine. I just have an important press conference. It's a makeup brand named after you. I have to go to Paris myself." Jin Beisan narrowed his eyes, and his pupils emitted a bright light. Looking at the worried look on Zhou Manzhen's face, he really did not want to go to Paris.

Zhou Manzhen frowned and said, "My name?"

"Mmm, M. Pure. This set of makeup involves all kinds of makeup, so it took three whole years to develop it." Jin Beisheng joked as he explained, trying to ease the heavy atmosphere.

"Wait, M. Chun, I seem to have seen that name somewhere. Is it the family skincare set, this brand?" Zhou Manzhen subconsciously touched her head. Her eyes suddenly lit up as she laughed.

"Right, you just realized that the skincare products on your dressing table belong to this brand. We mainly wear makeup this time, but the skincare products are also simultaneously released." Jin Beisheng reached out his hand and cuddled Zhou Manzhen in his arms with a doting look on his face. He didn't expect this woman to react so quickly.

Every quarter, Jin Beiseng bought and bought dozens of sets of clothes, many of which were limited edition. The clothes that Zhou Manzhen wore basically didn't collide with the clothes he wore, but it was the group of young girls who often stared covetously at the clothes he wore, thinking, "Where did she buy such beautiful clothes?"