The Pillow of the Bad President

By the time the two of them went downstairs, Hanhan was already sitting at the dining table pouting. ..Mobile terminal

She scolded them like little adults, "Mom and Dad, you two are sleeping late again"

Ji Qinghuan touched his nose.

Where is the lazy sleep, it is clearly the sleep that consumes energy.

Because Ji Qinghuan and Shen Nanfang both had to work, Hanhan needed to hire an aunt when she was alone at home during the day, and she had to wait until September before sending her to kindergarten.

At this moment, the aunt has arrived early, the craftsmanship is very good, and the breakfast is also set on the table, Chinese style, steaming hot, and greets the two of them, "Sir, madam, hurry up and have breakfast."

Hearing such a title, Shen Nanfang felt relieved after being depressed for a long time.

The atmosphere of the breakfast is warm.

Hanhan knew that it was her first day at work, so she was very formal. After dinner, she insisted on brushing her hair. Those little hands were soft and small. How could such things happen, but with her daughter's kindness and time, there was still time , Ji Qinghuan cooperated with a smile.

Halfway through combing her hair, Hanhan remembered something again, "Mom, you have to wear a badge"

"The badge made by Hanhan," Ji Qing asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Hanhan nodded, "Mom used to wear it every day when she was a doctor in Country F, and now she also wears the badge that Hanhan sent, so that you can cure more people."

When I was abroad, as long as I had a rest, Ji Qinghuan would take her daughters to some interesting classes. They did handicrafts in the class. The teacher was afraid that the children would be playful and not like to cooperate with the study, so they coaxed that wearing the badge would bring good luck. , arouse their interest.

The naive little guy believed it was true, and worked hard to make one for her, saying that she had made a wish, and she could save many people after wearing it.

When Ji Qinghuan puts on her white coat, she pins the badge on her chest, she bends her lips, "OK"

But before she finished combing her hair, she looked at Shen Nanfang, "Nanfang, please help me get it."

Shen Nanfang had been listening to the conversation between their mother and daughter, with a little glint in his eyes, and asked her with a low smile, "Is it a badge?"

Ji Qinghuan nodded, and told him where it was stored.

Shen Nanfang went upstairs.

According to what Ji Qinghuan said, he came to the wardrobe in the master bedroom and opened the door on the right.

At this time, it was not only his clothes, but also half of the place was hung with Ji Qinghuan's many women's clothes. Looking around, there was a feeling of fusion of rigidity and softness. Shen Nanfang liked this feeling very much.

He reached for the second compartment, where there was a handbag with the badge in the inner compartment.

this bag

Shen Nanfang saw clearly that it was the handbag where she put her handkerchief that day.

His mind moved.

In addition to taking out the badge in the interlayer, Shen Nanfang reached in again. He felt a little ashamed, after all, it was shameful to peep at his wife's things without her permission.flash dance..

It's just that he was controlled by his emotions, so he took out the handkerchief inside.

Men's handkerchief, gray blue.

It is indeed a long time, and it can be seen that the style and fabric are a bit old, not enough, but even so, it can still be seen that Ji Qinghuan stored it very well, neat and clean.

Thinking of the owner of the handkerchief, Shen Nanfang's chest felt suffocated.

He wanted to throw it away.

He raised his hand and threw it viciously into the trash can, but stopped in mid-air.

It's kind of disrespectful to do this kind of thing.

Shen Nanfang finally held back, but the handkerchief was shaken away when he swung it out. He barely suppressed the flame of jealousy in his heart, and wanted to fold the handkerchief again and put it back in place.

Letters are embroidered with gold thread on the lower right corner of the handkerchief.

After Shen Nanfang saw it clearly, he immediately petrified on the spot.

Generally, the letters embroidered on the handkerchief are basically the letters of the owner, and the two letters above are nf.

south.

His brows and eyes were startled.

Shen Nanfang is sure to be his name, because when he was young, he was quite flamboyant, and everyone called him Shen Shao wherever he went. At that time, they were more popular in the circle they played, and let the design be on their shirts and The name is embroidered on the handkerchief, showing exclusivity.

He clutched the handkerchief, and some old fragmentary pictures flooded into his mind.

Shen Nanfang thought of the little intern who cried and had red eyes. The memory she never cared about was a treasure in her heart.

The owner of the handkerchief is yourself, then

A huge surprise exploded in his heart, Shen Nan was so elated that he almost jumped up on the spot like a giant dog.

This joy carries over to work.

When the secretary knocked on the door and came in to deliver the coffee, he saw the president of the company sitting there alone, having fun.

Like a stupefied boy, the one who smiled was like a spring heart.

The secretary asked hesitantly, "Mr. Shen, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Shen Nanfang waved his hand.

The secretary looked at him like a monkey, but he didn't care, and he was still in a good mood.

Shen Nanfang seemed to be dazzled by this joy, and couldn't calm down to work at all. He sat on the high-backed chair with his long legs lazily crossed, as if he was happier than usual when talking about big orders of several hundred million .

This feeling has to be shared with others.

The pen in Shen Nanfang's hand tapped on the table, he couldn't hold back anymore, and called his friend Li Xiangsi.

From the relationship between the two of them when they were young to the present, even though the other party has been abroad for six years, they have participated in each other's growth and life.

Li Xiangsi answered the phone very quickly, and asked her angrily when she came up, "Why did I just get off the operating table, and I was so tired that I was dying?"

Shen Nanfang put his feet on the ground, and the high-back chair turned to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The scorching sun spread goldenly on his face, intertwined into bright light and shadow, his facial features seemed to have flying arcs, and his heart was as bright and gorgeous as the sun.

Shen Nanfang told his cousin that she had a crush, and now that he had inadvertently spied on the secret, he told Li Xiangsi all about it, with a smile on his lips, and he was triumphant, "I was always jealous and jealous, Thinking of my newly married daughter-in-law who has been secretly in love with other men for many years, I wish I could kill people and set fire to them, but I never thought that Qing Huan would be the one who has been secretly in love with me."

He continued, "She has kept that handkerchief, just like the baby."

Simple sharing is small, he wants to show off more.

Between the lines, one could hear how terrified he was at the moment.

Li Xiangsi said, "Idiot"

Although she was on the phone, Shen Nanfang could also imagine that she must have rolled her eyes when she said these two words.

Shen Nanfang's flamboyant and fearful heart thought that he could find some sense of approval from her, but he didn't expect to be thrown over by her as an idiot. He jumped up from his chair, "Who are you scolding?"