Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Wanhe Qianfeng Garden.

On the gorgeous and complicated carpet, Su Zhixi was next to He Jingyao. He was sitting on the floor with his back on the sofa, holding a book in his hand, but he didn't read a few pages at all.

The man beside him had a leisurely posture, with a laptop on his knee. He was browsing the screen quickly, typing on the keyboard with one hand from time to time to record something.

I don't know since when, Su Zhixi fell in love with the way he worked... The man looked attentive, with a careless smile on his lips, tapping the keyboard lightly, with a kind of confidence and certainty that he was scolding Fang Qiu.

Her eyes couldn't help but fall on He Jingyao's profile.

After an unknown amount of time, a hand touched her head and her voice was hoarse: Are you hungry?

Su Zhixi quickly looked away and raised the book in her hand: No, I'm reading!

He Jingyao chuckled and continued browsing the information without exposing her lie. He came to Yangdong City for the first time and must get familiar with the situation here as soon as possible.

After a while, his shoulders suddenly sank.

He lowered his eyes and saw that Su Zhixi's head was resting on his shoulder, and there was a tendency to fall down at any time... She closed her eyes and breathed evenly and shallowly.

There was a hint of tenderness in the man's eyes. He put the notebook aside, then carefully picked up Su Zhixi and carried her to the bed.

Who knew that Su Zhixi would wake up as soon as she touched the pillow. She rubbed her eyes blankly: Am I asleep?

He Jingyao straightened her head: Go on to sleep.

Su Zhixi nodded blankly, rolled up the quilt and lay down again. He Jingyao smiled, then returned to the original place and continued working.

Su Zhixi turned over and stared at his profile again in a daze.

I always feel that... this kind of life is as sweet and happy as a dream...

Even in dreams it's not so beautiful.

She looked at the man's silhouette, the corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously, and she fell asleep with a smile on her face.

…

As the sun gradually set, He Jingyao finished his work and came to the big bed. Seeing that Su Zhixi was still sleeping, he smiled slightly, lowered his head and kissed her on the head, turned and left the room.

Master. When Uncle Li saw him, he immediately came up to him, holding a small ring box in his hand. This was sent by the young master of the Ning family. He said that I must give this ring to Madam.

He Jingyao's face immediately darkened: What does he want to do?

Li Bo smiled: Master Ning said that this ring should have belonged to the young madam, but it appeared in the hands of the young madam's sister. According to him, it was because of this ring that the young madam's sister won the title of Mrs. President. favor...

He Jingyao picked it up in surprise, took the ring box, opened it, and found an ordinary platinum ring inside.

The president's wife often attends various events, and every time the jewelry she wears is clearly analyzed by various media, so He Jingyao remembers that the president's wife also has a similar platinum ring.

He put the ring on his fingertip and rotated it, and the light shone brightly as it circulated.

Since Ning Yichen said that this ring belonged to Zhixi, it was probably not unreasonable.

So, Zhixi and the president’s wife...

He Jingyao's eyes dimmed.

Call Feng Qian. He suddenly said in a deep voice, Let him investigate whether the president's wife appeared in Yanzhou City 21 years ago.

Uncle Li understood: Yes.