The Pillow of the Bad President

Shen Group.

In the office on the top floor, Shen Nanfang sat on a high-backed chair, with documents piled up as high as a hill beside him.

Every time he reviewed a few copies, he would stop the pen in his hand and glance at his watch.

This was what the secretary saw when he came in with coffee.

When he put down the coffee cup and was about to leave, Shen Nanfang raised his wrist again, and the secretary couldn't help reminding weakly, "Boss Shen, there are still two hours before get off work."

"Hmm." Shen Nanfang frowned, as if impatient.

The time passed by every minute and every second.

The secretary who returned to his place, when he saw the time in the lower right corner of the computer, it was time to leave work, immediately looked up at the president's office, counting silently in his heart, and when he just counted to three, the door panel was pushed with a "huh" open.

Shen Nanfang was striding out with a suit jacket in his hand.

He raised his lips and said, "Off work."

secretary:""

In the sunset light, Shen Nanfang drove home by himself.

From a distance, he could see the small villa standing there. Since he took over the position of president instead of his father, he moved out by himself for convenience.

He has obviously lived in the place for many years, but today he feels a little different.

The Maybach stopped in the yard, and Shen Nanfang's eyes were filled with broken lights, and he walked lazily into the villa.

As soon as he entered the door, he could smell the warm aroma of rice in the air. ..

This had never happened before, and Shen Nanfang's heart fluttered a little.

A small figure ran towards him.

Shen Nanfang leaned over, squinted his smiling eyes, and hugged his daughter who opened his arms, "Dad, you're back from get off work."

"Yeah" he nodded.

Hanhan hugged his neck tightly, and leaned against his ear, her voice was as sweet as melted chocolate, "Secretly tell you, Hanhan misses you at home"

Shen Nanfang's heart was as soft as cotton wool, "I want Hanhan too"

Hanhan couldn't wait to share with him, "Mom took me to the supermarket today, and met Aunt Xiangsi and Little Xingxing. She made a lot of delicious food, and I can start dinner soon."

Shen Nanfang smiled and said, "Well, let's wash our hands first."

He threw the car keys and the suit he had taken off on the sofa, then took his daughter by the hand and went to the bathroom.

When the father and daughter came to the restaurant, Ji Qinghuan came out of the kitchen with a plate of dishes.

She was wearing a floral apron, and the range hood inside was still humming, as if she was busy. There was a thin layer of sweat on her nose, and her clear eyes became brighter, like clear gems.

Seeing him, Ji Qing laughed happily, "You're back."

It was just a very common four words, but Shen Nanfang's heart seemed to be hit by something.flash dance..

For a long time, the aftertaste did not dissipate.

Ji Qinghuan continued, "You take Hanhan and sit down first, wait for 2 minutes, there is another dish, I can eat it after frying"

"En." Shen Nanfang nodded.

He pulled out the dining chair and sat at the dining table side by side with his daughter.

Seeing the food on the table, Shen Nanfang was surprised. The combination of meat and vegetables, everything was delicious.

In the morning, Hanhan said that she could cook. He was also surprised at the time, thinking that she just knew how to cook and could cook the food well. He never expected that her cooking skills are so good.

You know, Ji Qinghuan used to be a young lady who didn't stick to the spring water.

Thinking of the hardships of living abroad with her daughter alone, Shen Nanfang felt a little sour in his heart, but the smell of rice lingered in the air, causing slight ripples in his heart.

Soon, after 2 minutes, Ji Qinghuan came out with the last plate of fried vegetables.

This is the time when the sunset is the most beautiful. The magnificent light shines in through the windows, dyeing everyone's eyes as bright as stars.

I had been living in a hotel before and had no way to cook. The mother and daughter always ate things from the restaurant.

It's been a long time since I can eat the dishes made by my mother. Hanhan's food is very delicious, but she still maintains the appearance of a little lady, chewing gracefully in small bites.

She turned her head and asked expectantly, "Dad, is it delicious?"

"Delicious." Shen Nanfang nodded, then looked across, "It's delicious."

The former sentence was a reply to his daughter, and the latter sentence was specifically addressed to her.

Ji Qinghuan was a little shy, "Thank you."

In the end, all the six dishes and one soup were swept away.

Ji Qinghuan bought a lot of fresh fruits in the supermarket, made fruit plates, and brought them to the living room. They ate while watching TV.

Chattering buzz.

In fact, cartoons were shown on the TV, but they all watched them seriously, and none of them felt bored and went back to the room. Time seemed to be very quiet at this moment.

At nine o'clock, Hanhan yawned sleepily.

Shen Nanfang carried his daughter upstairs and put her to sleep.

After taking a shower, Hanhan became a little bit more energetic. The shy little lady who has always been rolling back and forth on the bed, accompanied by a silver bell-like smile.

She rolled into Shen Nanfang's arms, hugging his strong and strong arms, "Dad, I'm so happy today"

"Really?" Shen Nanfang spoiled him.

Hanhan nodded, his eyes were shining, "Well, I am very happy to eat and watch TV with my parents. I have a family like other children. It would be great if every day is like this. I have never been with my parents. separate"

The word home seems to touch people's hearts.

Shen Nanfang's Adam's apple rolled, and when he heard his daughter's words, he suddenly felt that this place was like home.

He caressed his daughter with his big hands, his eyes soft.

After playing for a while, Han Han felt drowsy again, with his small face pressed against his big hand, and soon fell into a sweet dream.

Shen Nanfang leaned over and gently pressed a kiss on his daughter's forehead, then left lightly.

He had just walked down the stairs when his phone rang.

Shen Nanfang glanced at it, picked it up and put it to his ear, and Shen's mother's concerned voice came from the line: "Nanfang, are you busy, have you had dinner yet?"

He replied, "It's not busy, I've eaten"

When this was mentioned, Shen Nanfang couldn't help but recall the taste of dinner.

Shen's father has a tricky taste. The family has always hired a chef. He has tasted a lot of food since he was a child. Ji Qinghuan's cooking skills are very good, but not very superb, but he feels that he will never forget it. between.

Unsurprisingly, Shen's mother then began to urge and ask again, "Last time I told you about the blind date, how did you think about it? Look at Jiaheng, who is three years younger than you, but he is in After wandering abroad for several years, all my girlfriends have come back, and I am happy to be a father.”

"" The corners of Shen Nanfang's eyes twitched slightly.

Walking down the last step, he looked towards the kitchen, where the lights were on and there was the faint sound of water.

Shen Nanfang listened to Shen's mother's nagging nonchalantly while holding the phone, and walked over looking for the light in the kitchen.