To be honest, Chi Xia was very angry before, after all, Mengmeng is her daughter, Han Junche's daughter.
But when Mengmeng got pregnant, Han Junche was not happy at all. Instead, he had a sour face and asked her if there was anything to be happy about.
Her heart sank; for a moment, she felt he was completely unreasonable.
But when she heard him say that Mengmeng was too young, Chi Xia realized that it wasn't because he didn't care about Mengmeng or didn't like her, but because he was worried that Mengmeng was too young.
Well, if she and he had a daughter, he would probably react the same way after she got married and had children.
Chi Xia looked at him with amusement: "Why did you say Mengmeng is too young?"
Han Junche was very unhappy: "I just called Qin Zhao to ask how long it takes for a wolf to reach adulthood, and Qin Zhao said it's four years old. But Mengmeng is only three years old."
Chi Xia found his awkwardness inexplicably endearing. She stepped forward to his desk and held out her hand to him: "Stand up."
Han Junche didn't know why, but he still obediently stood up and extended a hand to her.
Chi Xia took his hand, pulled it forward, and gave him a light kiss on the lips before letting go and laughing, "Don't mind that idiot Qin Zhao. Wolves start going into heat at two years old. Little Gray has already waited long enough."
Han Junche stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips, his dark eyes sparkling as he looked at her: "You just kissed me."
Chi Xia nodded, then realized that this was an office, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "It was my fault for not paying attention. It's mainly because you're too cute, and I couldn't control myself."
Han Junche blinked, then blinked again, thinking about how she had called Qin Zhao an idiot and then said he was cute. She couldn't control herself for a moment, and his heart, which had been pounding with anxiety and fear of being abandoned, was immediately calmed down and began to beat steadily in his chest.
Han Junche looked at Chi Xia and said in a hoarse voice, "I love you."
Saying sweet nothings at the drop of a hat is not Han Junche's style.
Chi Xia blushed slightly and whispered, "You should keep a low profile. It wouldn't look good if someone saw you."
"Don't be afraid." Han Junche raised the corners of his lips: "They won't talk nonsense."
Han Junche's knot in his heart, which had been tied up for many days, was finally untied after Chi Xia said that Qin Zhao was an idiot and gave him a kiss.
He was in a great mood and planned to leave work early today.
Chi Xia was discussing personal matters during work hours, so she didn't want to linger. She told Han Junche that Jerry was coming over and then left.
In the past, if Jerry came to stay for two days, Han Junche would definitely not be very happy.
It's not that she doesn't like Jerry, but that once Jerry arrives, he'll keep bothering Chi Xia, calling out "Xia Xia, Xia Xia," and taking away Chi Xia's attention.
This time it's different, though, because Jerry will stay in his own space on the farm.
Han Junche touched his thin lips that Chi Xia had kissed, feeling quite satisfied. Jerry had finally become a tool for him, which was good.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Qi Heng reported his work to Han Junche and then left to pick up Ran Zhu from the TV station.
To prepare, he even combed his hair again, got a bouquet of roses, and then drove off in high spirits.
On his way to the TV station, he called Ran Zhu. He, who was usually very eloquent, almost stuttered when he heard Ran Zhu's soft and sweet "hello" on the other end of the phone.
“Miss Ran, hello. I am Qi Heng. I don’t know if Madam has mentioned me to you. I am Mr. Han’s secretary-general.”
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