The fox eyes that looked very much like Mr. Bo, narrowed slightly, looked like two half-moons of ink jade, softening the resolute facial lines of Chi Jun.
His faintly charming voice was even sexier than his sweet and mellow voice, which was as heavy as intoxicating red wine.
When the magnetic laughter was mixed into the voice, it became more enchanting and magnetic.
If the other party is a woman, 99% of them will be seduced!
"It's just that, as you said, Han Han and Lu Yan are newly married, and they are most inseparable. No matter who it is, they probably don't want to be disturbed by others, right? Foster father,
Even if you miss her or want to discuss business matters with her, you can't be in such a hurry. At any rate...you have to wait for two days!"
His eyes stiffened unconsciously.
Hearing this, Quan Leng tightened his fingers on the cane again.
It's like you have to squeeze the cane out of shape to feel comfortable.
His face was not broken, and he still maintained the usual kindness. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't notice the sharp flash in his eyes for a moment, let alone that he was restless at the moment.
I don't know how many times I thought about it. I only calmed down a little when I looked at Chi Jun.
He seemed to nodded in agreement, "Yes, you are still thoughtful."
Touching the warm and gentle gaze, Chi Jun was startled without any trace, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth was raised, and he nodded casually: "Concern leads to chaos!"
"Haha, you kid, you'll find me a step for your adoptive father."
The cane gently poked the ground, and the cold and deep face, because of the gentle smile that seemed to be perfect, seemed like the winter snow melted and the ice broke, revealing a rare warmth. Anyone who sees it will be warmed by that warmth
The "family affection" touched my heart.
He sat down on the sofa opposite Chi Jun, his eyes briefly glanced at the document in his hand, glanced at it, and then changed the topic. The two of them were chatting about some very light topics, but inadvertently, they heard him mention the Rong family.
.
But because he lowered his eyes slightly when he spoke, he did not see the almost enchanting fire flashing across the dark eyes of the man opposite him——
"Jun'er, Rong Weiguo seems to have a good relationship with your grandfather and has a close relationship with your family. I happen to know his eldest son, not a friend, but we can talk to him a few words. In the evening, Mr. Rong came to me
He made a phone call and mentioned his daughter in a very subtle way. Look, how about you go and meet her..."
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In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.
In the antique study room, a charming and slightly thin voice was sitting in a huanghuali armchair, working in front of Nuo Da's desk.
He was flipping through the documents with one hand and resting his hand on the keyboard.
Occasionally, I would like to circle the title page of the document, or write a line of beautiful small characters.
His sharp black eyes were focused on his work, looking back and forth without even a moment's delay.
From the initial hesitation to the current madness.
Bo Jinghan plays wildly with the little ones during the day and is completely devoted to the role of mother, but at night, she becomes a complete workaholic!
Of course, this job originally belonged to Bo Junchen, but he needed to recuperate recently and a lot of it had accumulated. Bo Jinghan was also upset because of his worries and had nowhere to vent. He simply used work to numb himself and took over all the challenges.
He took up the burden that Bo Junchen had left behind.
Knock knock——
Knocking on the door, Aze came in with a coded suitcase...
