Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

"Mr. He, should we go back to the company now?" Seeing that he just held his mobile phone and didn't call or give instructions, Wei Lei asked bravely.

Just as He Junlin was about to say something, he received a new message from He Jingcheng, so he opened it immediately.

"Brother, sister-in-law and the others are here. You don't need to thank me. I also borrow flowers to worship Buddha. Someone sent them to me. Believe it or not."

He Junlin looked at the map, the location is only 5 minutes away by car, very close, do you want to go there?

He was a little concerned, whoever sent these messages to He Jingcheng could tell at a glance that the person had ulterior motives.

Rationally, he should just laugh it off and ignore it. However, looking at Yang Zhuoying in the photo, smiling with low eyebrows, full of coquettishness, a wave of anger rolled in his chest.

in the restaurant.

"Unfortunately, Huanyi still has class, I haven't seen him for a long time."

After eating, Su Zishi held a cup of coffee in one hand and admired the photos taken by the little guy in his mobile phone during this time.

"If he knows that you are back, he will definitely clamor to see you." Mentioning his son, Yang Zhuoying's eyebrows and eyes are full of tenderness.

"When does he leave school, let's pick him up together." After seeing the photo, Su Zishi planned to surprise the little guy.

Yang Zhuoying looked at the time, "He leaves school at 04:30, it's still early."

In fact, she hadn't made up her mind yet whether she should tell her son about Su Zishi's return. His son would talk to He Junlin about everything.

"I've prepared a gift for him. I'll get the gift when I go home and pick him up at school. It should be almost done." Su Zishi seemed not aware that she didn't want to, and asked him to meet his son.

At this moment, a milky voice came.

"Godfather."

Yang Zhuoying's ears moved, why did she seem to hear her son's voice, but at this time he should still be in school.

Su Zishi turned his head and saw a small figure running in from outside the door. A look of surprise flashed across his face, "Little friend Yang Huan."

"Godfather." The little guy ran towards him with short legs. Su Zishi immediately got up, picked him up, and happily kissed his little cheek.

When the little guy saw his godfather, he smiled all over his face, and leaned towards Su Zishi's handsome face, "Godfather, why didn't you tell me when you came back?"

"Tell you, there will be no surprises. Aren't you in class? Why are you here?" Su Zishi hugged his godson, not wanting to let go.

The little guy stretched out his little hand, pointed to the outside and said, "Daddy, you know your godfather is here, so send me to see your godfather."

Su Zishi squinted his eyes slightly, looked out of the store through the floor-to-ceiling glass, and happened to see a limited-edition car driving away from the restaurant area, and told him correctly that the person in the car was He Junlin.

Yang Zhuoying also looked in the direction her son was pointing at, and immediately recognized the black car as He Junlin's car.

How did he know that they were eating here and sent his son here specially? What does this mean?
"It turns out that your father sent you here. Why didn't he come in? Could it be that he was afraid of seeing me?" Su Zishi's long and narrow eyes shone with excitement as if he had met a rival in chess and drums.

The little guy shook his little head, and solemnly relayed what Daddy said.

"Daddy said, knowing that Mommy and godfather haven't seen each other for a long time, I won't come in to bother you. Daddy also said that today's time is too hasty, and I will invite godfather to dinner with Mommy some other day. He also asked me , What kind of food does godfather like to eat, so he can book a restaurant."

The little guy is very talented in acting, and he has learned a lot from He Junlin's condescending and contemptuous demeanor when he speaks. The words that are obviously inviting people, but when they come out of his mouth, it seems that he is fighting Su Zishi like a book.

Su Zishi pursed his lips and smiled softly, that smile was very charming, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Zhuo Ying, it seems that He Junlin attaches great importance to you and knows your whereabouts very well."

He was sure that Yang Zhuoying would not let He Junlin know of his existence, let alone take the initiative to explain their affairs here, but He Junlin sent his son here without making a sound, what does this mean?
Knowing Su Zishi's hint, Yang Zhuoying's face suddenly darkened. Is He Junlin warning her that everything about her is under his control?

The top level of He's Group.

Wei Lei knocked on the door and came in, and immediately saw He Junlin's back standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass.

The upright and stern figure looked like a lonely wolf at the moment, giving him a feeling of loneliness.

"Mr. He, I have already found the information you want."

"Say." He Junlin said without turning his head.

Even if he didn't see it, Wei Lei still put the information on the table respectfully, cleared his throat and said.

"The gentleman is Su Zishi, 28 years old, the illegitimate son of the Su family living abroad. He was sent abroad since he was a child and lives alone in country A. Over the years, the Feiying Fund he created by himself has grown from a small one with only a few employees. The company, now a large company with dozens of employees, is worth over tens of billions."

"I'm not interested in his entrepreneurial history." He Junlin's cold voice sounded again.

Wei Lei choked, and muttered to explain.

"I thought Mr. He wanted to know the relationship between Ms. Yang and Mr. Su. Ms. Yang joined Mr. Su's company five years ago and was one of his right-hand assistants. She helped him manage the accounts. It can be said that Mr. Su has achieved today. Great credit.”

He Junlin's eyes looking into the distance shone with complicated light. He had a deep understanding of Yang Zhuoying's ability. He thought he was her bole, but he didn't expect someone to appreciate her strengths one step earlier than him.

Thinking of the woman smiling like a flower at the other man in the photo, his chest felt stuffy and painful.

The surrounding temperature dropped suddenly with He Junlin as the center.

Wei Lei shivered, suddenly blessed to the heart.

"Su Zishi already has a fiancée, and his fiancée is another shareholder of Feiying Fund. It is said that they will get married this year."

He Junlin turned around, his eyes seemed to burst into anger.

"I already have a fiancee, and it's good to pester her."

Staring at the tingling smile at the corner of his mouth, Wei Lei felt his little heart pounding, jumping to his throat.

For the sake of his own life, Wei Lei spoke immediately.

"That's just Mr. Su's wishful thinking. If Ms. Yang accepts his words, she will not return to China. Besides, now that you have Mr. He, Ms. Yang will only have you in her heart. She should only be grateful to him. After all, he She is her savior, but that's all."

The surrounding low pressure dissipated instantly, and He Junlin's eyes shone brightly, "You also think I'm better than him?"

"Of course, Ms. Yang should think the same way, Mr. He, it's getting late now, Ms. Yang and the young master should be waiting for you at home," Wei Lei kindly reminded.

Instead of sulking here, it's better to go home with your wife and children, strive for performance, and not give other men a chance to take advantage of it.