The CEO's ex-wife

Chapter 313 The Legend of the Mermaid It rained last night, so in the front garden of the presidential suite, tender grass and red flowers were full of vitality. An unknown tree was swaying slightly with the wind. After a while, the leaves Then it rolled down tick-tock...

Han Wenhao and Zuo Anna walked along the long and wet red stone path in silence...

Xiao Xiwen was wearing a dark blue crystal-encrusted white one-piece dress, paired with white ladylike shoes, and walked lightly with small steps, looking at Han Wenhao's stalwart back as she walked forward...

Han Wenhao turned his head slightly, and ordered Zuo Anna to do something, reminding him as he ordered...

Zuo Anna nodded quickly, yes, the two of them started to talk about some business matters, and walked out of the presidential suite, then stepped on the green and moist lawn, walked along the long profile of the sea, and walked towards the hotel...

A gust of fierce sea breeze blew, carrying the dampness of last night, hovering over the entire green lawn...

The figures of Han Wenhao and Zuo Anna are moving lightly in front of the long profile of Guanhai...

Xiao Xiwen's small figure also continued to follow her father faintly. As she walked, she faced the fierce wind and raised her head to see her father standing in front of her. A pair of really powerful twinkling star eyes, the voice is calm and sonorous, and the nice magnetic voice makes people nervous but feels safe...

She just stared at her father's back like that, and then walked forward step by step on the path her father walked on, in the footsteps that her father had just stepped on...

Han Wenhao then instructed Anna to say that there are rumors of real estate bubbles in China, and asked her to investigate the reactions of the citizens.

Zuo Anna nodded again, and then the two continued to walk forward, but the further they walked, the more they felt that the lawn was wet. When they stepped on the wet lawn, there would be squeaking sounds. During the conversation, Anna finally passed the sound of the fierce sea waves, and heard the creaking sound. They looked at each other at the same time, and then slowly turned their heads. They saw Xiao Xiwen standing not far away, staring at him. Innocent looked at him with big eyes, the little shoes had already stepped into the wet grass, and the white socks were a little wet...

Han Wenhao froze for a moment, then looked at Xiao Xiwen with those scorching eyes...

Xiao Xiwen also looked at her father, the sea breeze was blowing, the long bangs on her forehead brushed over her eyes, those big piercing eyes were still moist in the humid sea breeze! !

Zuo Anna first glanced at Han Wenhao strangely, and then at Xiao Xiwen strangely, perhaps sensing some secret and tacit understanding between them, she silently nodded slightly at Han Wenhao, and then quietly left Except for Han Wenhao and Xiwen, the father and daughter are still standing in the grass and looking at each other...

Time seems to have passed for a long time, until the strong sea breeze brought a little drizzle, Han Wenhao saw his daughter standing on the grass, a little mist appeared on her hair, and it began to moisten, he felt distressed He turned to Xiao Xiwen and asked softly: "Why did you follow here? Do you need something from me?"

Xiao Xiwen still looked deeply at Han Wenhao, looking at his father's handsome face, just like what his mother described, with charming eyes, high nose, thin lips, he looked so serious, he didn't like to laugh... …Her eyes turned red, she sucked her red nose, and said to Han Wenhao in a crisp voice: "You go..."

"What?" Han Wenhao thought he heard it wrong, so he frowned again and looked at his daughter.

"You go... just like just now, go forward..." Xiao Xiwen raised his hand at Han Wenhao again and said, "Go..."

Han Wenhao was surprised for a moment, but turned around in doubt, and walked forward...

Xiao Xiwen immediately followed the footsteps of his father just now, and walked forward... His eyes were clear and penetrating... While walking, his eyes were red, and he occasionally sniffed...

As Han Wenhao walked forward, he turned his head and watched curiously as his daughter followed his pace... He was puzzled for a while, but he turned around and walked forward...

Little Xiwen still walked forward with her father with her head down. Her little shoes and socks were all wet, and she ignored them all. Wherever her father stepped, she would just step there. It was hot, so I quickly inhaled again...

Hearing this voice, Han Wenhao asked with some concern as he continued to walk forward, "Have you caught a cold? Why do you always sniff your nose? Have a cold like your mother?"

"No!" As soon as Xiao Xiwen finished speaking, a bean-sized crystal teardrop rolled down from her big clear eyes and fell on her chin along her fair and rosy little face. She quickly stretched out her immature little hand , Wipe off the teardrop, and continue to walk forward against the rain and fog.

Han Wenhao thought about it incomprehensibly, then slowed down again, turned his head slightly and asked lightly: "Why did you follow me? I want to know the reason..."

Xiao Xiwen finally raised her head to look at the moving back of her father, then felt sore, raised her little face, stared at the big innocent eyes, and said sadly with her mouth flattened: "I want to accompany you... "

Han Wenhao finally stopped. Looking at the world in front of him, it was hazy by the rain and fog. Only a few colors appeared in that bleak and confused world. Everything was so unclear, but there was a strong warm current in his heart. , as if what a beautiful scenery in front of him, his eyes flickered fiercely, his fists were slightly clenched, his eyes were touched and distressed, he smiled inexplicably, a little happy...

"You go..." Xiao Xiwen raised her hand again, pursed her lips tightly, looked at her father, tears rolled down again...

Han Wenhao thought for a while, then continued to walk forward...

Little Xiwen didn't say a word either, and followed her father's pace...

Some people say that the sea during the day is the father, and the sea at night is the mother. In many people's minds, the father is the role of roaring. No matter what happens in this world, he will roar mercilessly. For a while, the waves surged forward lightly, and then fell down again. Some white foam floated along the coast. They all said that it was the foam of a mermaid. There is always a legend of despair...

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