You must know that she also wants to know, but this question will naturally cause some other questions, so it is best for her son to ask!
"Female, she is just my assistant!"
Zhang Hanyu glanced at Situ Lan helplessly, then looked at An Luoluo and explained.
"Hanyu, do you know the flower language of roses?"
An Luoluo looked at Zhang Hanyu with a smile, although she didn't know what was going on between him and the assistant? But because there was a lady from the flower shop, she knew rose flowers very well.
“I’ve heard that flowers have their own language, but I don’t know much about the specifics!”
Zhang Hanyu explained lightly, his eyes glanced at the rose flowers again, and his heart felt a little heavy for no reason.
"Hanyu, there is no way between you and me! I hope you can open your mind and look at others. Maybe you will find that I am not suitable for you, and the person who is most suitable for you is always by your side!"
An Luoluo pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and then said it.
"Yes, godfather, people always don't know how precious they are when they have them. Only when they are lost do they know how precious they are and want to get them back. But things at this time, especially love, are hard to say!"
Situ Lan had a serious face, like a little adult. When he saw Zhang Hanyu looking over, he nodded to show how philosophical and reasonable what he said was.
"Luoluo, if you don't get married for a day, I won't let you go!"
Zhang Hanyu gave a wry smile. It's not that he hasn't tried to let go, it's just that he can't let go at all. In those five years, the two of them were the most ordinary lovers, but he just couldn't forget An Luoluo.
Those radiant black eyes.
"well!"
An Luoluo wiped his forehead and let out a long sigh. He had already said everything he could say. Do you want her to confess that in fact, everything that happened five years ago was something she knew was not her, but she deliberately took advantage of that situation...?
"Why!"
Situ Lan also let out a long sigh and shook his head feebly. If this man got into trouble, even the eight bulls wouldn't be able to pull him back unless he wanted to.
"Okay, okay, don't sigh! Luoluo, I don't want my affairs to bring pressure to you!"
Zhang Hanyu frowned. What he didn't like to see the most was An Luoluo frowning and sighing.
"Well, we are hungry, Hanyu, do what you are best at and feed us!"
An Luoluo smiled, suppressed the sentence "You have brought pressure to me", and brought the topic to food.
"Okay, please wait a moment!"
Zhang Hanyu smiled fondly and turned to go to the kitchen. Except for the mother and son, no one knew that the CEO of Zhang Group could cook well.
"Mom, what do you think about the godfather?"
Situ Lan picked up a banana, peeled it, took a bite, and asked vaguely.
"Son, your mother didn't tell you that you should be polite and don't talk to others when eating. This is very rude!"
An Luoluo knocked Situ Lan on the head. A genius is a genius, but he cannot be an rude genius.
Situ Lan wrinkled his face, swallowed the banana in his mouth, looked ashamed, and cleared his throat.
"Mom, I was wrong!"
"Just admit your mistake!"
An Luoluo looked at the redness and swelling on Situ Lan's forehead distressedly. It was clear that he had very little strength. What happened? You know, she also wanted to know, but this question would naturally cause some other problems. It was up to her son to
It’s best to ask!
"Female, she is just my assistant!"
Zhang Hanyu glanced at Situ Lan helplessly, then looked at An Luoluo and explained.
"Hanyu, do you know the flower language of roses?"
An Luoluo looked at Zhang Hanyu with a smile, although she didn't know what was going on between him and the assistant? But because there was a lady from the flower shop, she knew rose flowers very well.
“I’ve heard that flowers have their own language, but I don’t know much about the specifics!”
Zhang Hanyu explained lightly, his eyes glanced at the rose flowers again, and his heart felt a little heavy for no reason.
"Hanyu, there is no way between you and me! I hope you can open your mind and look at other people. Maybe you will find that I am not suitable for you, and the person who is most suitable for you is always by your side!"
An Luoluo pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and then said it.
"Yes, godfather, people always don't know how precious they are when they have them. Only when they are lost do they know how precious they are and want to get them back. But things at this time, especially love, are hard to say!"
Situ Lan had a serious face, like a little adult. When he saw Zhang Hanyu looking over, he nodded to show how philosophical and reasonable what he said was.
"Luoluo, if you don't get married for a day, I won't let you go!"
Zhang Hanyu gave a wry smile. It's not that he hasn't tried to let go, it's just that he can't let go at all. In those five years, the two of them were the most ordinary lovers, but he just couldn't forget An Luoluo.
Those radiant black eyes.
"well!"
An Luoluo wiped his forehead and let out a long sigh. He had already said everything he could say. Do you want her to confess that in fact, everything that happened five years ago was something she knew was not her, but she deliberately took advantage of that situation...?
"Why!"
Situ Lan also let out a long sigh and shook his head feebly. If this man got into trouble, even the eight bulls wouldn't be able to pull him back unless he wanted to.
"Okay, okay, don't sigh! Luoluo, I don't want my affairs to bring pressure to you!"
Zhang Hanyu frowned. What he didn't like to see the most was An Luoluo frowning and sighing.
"Well, we are hungry, Hanyu, do what you are best at and feed us!"
An Luoluo smiled, suppressed the sentence "You have brought pressure to me", and brought the topic to food.
"Okay, please wait a moment!"
Zhang Hanyu smiled fondly and turned to go to the kitchen. Except for the mother and son, no one knew that the CEO of the Zhang Group was good at cooking.
"Mom, what do you think about the godfather?"
Situ Lan picked up a banana, peeled it, took a bite, and asked vaguely.
"Son, your mother didn't tell you that you should be polite and don't talk to others when eating. This is very rude!"
An Luoluo knocked Situ Lan on the head. A genius is a genius, but he cannot be an rude genius.
Situ Lan wrinkled his face, swallowed the banana in his mouth, looked ashamed, and cleared his throat.
"Mom, I was wrong!"
"Just admit your mistake!"
An Luoluo looked at the redness and swelling on Situ Lan's forehead with distress. It was obvious that he had very little strength. What was going on?
