"Qingqing? Have you been waiting for a long time?" He hugged her tightly, his brows softened.
"No, it will only take a while!" The little girl raised her little finger and smiled sweetly.
She put her arms around his neck and was intimate with him as if no one was around.
"Mr. Gong, have you had lunch? Are you hungry? How about we go have hot pot?"
"But Mr. Gong, why is your hair wet? Did you just take a shower?"
"Mr. Gong, you smell so good, what brand of perfume do you use?"
Lin Wen: “…”
He Bin: “…”
Everyone: “…”
It’s okay, we’re used to it!
The old man pointed at them and trembled, "You...you are simply...ungrateful!"
"The world is going downhill. How can a girl like you run into a man's arms!?"
"And you?! Who told you to hold her? Put her down! Zhiran is your fiancée!"
"Why are you here, Grandpa?" The man held the little girl in his arms and lowered his head slightly. "I have something else to do. Let Lin Wen and the others entertain you!"
Finished
He carried the little girl into the lounge.
“Gong Duixiu—” the old man roared, “You bastard, you’re making me so angry! Really…”
"Alright, Master, I think Miss Tan is quite cute, and she's the one the Young Master likes. Didn't you see? The Young Master was just being ridiculous!"
The old man was stunned, looked at him in surprise and asked, "Is this true?"
Uncle Feng smiled and comforted him, "Of course it's true! In all these years, this is the first time I've seen the young master smile so sincerely!"
"Hmph, so what?" The old man turned around dissatisfied and walked into the lounge. For a moment, he was not so angry anymore.
"Mr. Gong?" Lin Wen took a step forward.
Uncle Feng walked over, blocked his way and said, "It's okay, Special Assistant Lin, go ahead and do your work. I'll be in just a little while—"
He nodded, "That's fine!"
Seeing this
Everyone went to work without saying anything else.
Inside the top floor
There was a moment of silence.
Gu Zhiran stood there, his face pale.
I don’t know whether I should go to work or follow in?
…
office
In the rest room
The man put her on the big bed, rubbed her little head and said, "Be good, wait a moment, I'll be in soon."
"Okay, go ahead--" The little girl smiled and waved her hand, the corners of her lips curved, her eyebrows curved, and she smiled sweetly, which was very cute.
He lowered his head and kissed her forehead lightly, "I'll take you to eat hot pot right away—"
"Okay, I want all meat!"
"Well, according to you——"
He turned around, walked to the tea counter, poured two cups of tea and walked out.
Outer Room
on the sofa
The old man sat in the main seat with a sullen face, and the anger emanating from his body could not be ignored.
aside
Uncle Feng, who was standing, smiled and said, "Young Master——"
He handed over the tea in his hand, "Uncle Feng, please sit down. I've just made some tea!"
"Thank you, young master!" Uncle Feng sat down on the sofa beside him.
"Grandpa, tea--" He handed over another cup of tea.
The old man took it with his hand, his expression softened a bit, and said, "What were you busy with? Why did you come back just now?"
He sat on the sofa opposite, crossed his legs and said calmly, "I went to take care of a personal matter, it took me some time!"
The old man nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and drank a sip of tea.
The man was not one to casually find topics to talk about. He looked indifferently at the bend of his legs, with the corners of his mouth pursed into a slightly indifferent line.
I thought it was a good thing that I took a shower before coming here, otherwise, the strong smell of blood would not be covered up.
For a moment, the office became quiet.
Uncle Feng knew this was the scene, so he followed him in.
Because the eldest daughter of the Li family died of complications during childbirth, and because the eldest son of the Gong family died of illness, the eldest son was raised by President Li until he was ten years old, when he was handed over to the Gong family.
Therefore, the relationship between the young master and the old master was not very close, so that each time they spoke, the number of sentences would never exceed five.
He smiled and broke the silence, saying, "Young Master, are you going back to the old house for dinner tonight? Last night, the master prepared a lot of your favorite meals waiting for you."
The old man glared and said, "Who said I was waiting for him? I just didn't want to eat and was angry!"
The man nodded. "Okay, I'll be there tonight."
"That's good. I'll ask them to prepare some of the young master's favorite foods."
"Um--"
There was silence again.
Uncle Feng smiled helplessly, "I heard Miss Tan is still in school? Is she at Y University?"
"Um--"
"What's your major? Design or something?"
“It’s not design, it’s financial management!”
"Really? She's quite an amazing girl. She should be good in her studies too, right?"
The corners of his lips curled up, "Well, first!"
"First?" Uncle Feng was shocked.
The old man was also startled and said in a deep voice: "Don't say anything just for that girl!"
"No, it's indeed number one, the Finance Department—"
“First in the whole grade!”
"Pah!" Uncle Feng's hand holding the cup trembled, and he said in surprise, "Is she really the top student in the grade? That must be an easy test, not to mention that Miss Tan is still a little girl!"
The corners of the man's lips curled up even more, as if praising him, and his voice couldn't help but rise: "She is the daughter of the Tan family, so she is naturally amazing!"
"Pah—" The old man couldn't hold the cup steady anymore and almost threw it out. "What did you say? Tan family? Which Tan family?"
The man glanced over and said with a devilish smile, "How many Tans are there in Y City who are worth mentioning? Of course, it's the Tans from the Tan Group!"
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