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Zhao Xianghai sat by Xiao Lele's bed, and after Xiao Lele got into the bed obediently, he reached out and tucked the corner of the quilt for her, making sure that she would not catch a cold.

"Sleep obediently," Zhao Xianghai gently touched Xiao Lele's forehead, "After sleeping, the fever will subside."

Xiao Lele hummed lightly.

Zhao Xianghai looked at her cute appearance, smiled, and reached out to turn off the light.

"Big Daddy."

Xiao Lele suddenly stopped him.

Zhao Xianghai paused his hand and turned his head: "What's the matter, Lele?"

Xiao Lele stretched out his hands from under the quilt, and gently grabbed Zhao Xianghai's neck, with a slight grievance in his voice: "You and Second Dad don't quarrel, and have a good time, okay?"

When Xiao Ye walked into Xiao Lele's room, what he saw was this scene.

When he heard Xiao Lele's words, his footsteps froze for a while, then he walked up to Zhao Xianghai and sat down, put his arms around Zhao Xianghai's waist, and looked at Xiao Lele.

Le said, "Lele don't worry, the eldest dad and the second dad are fine."

Zhao Xianghai was suddenly grabbed by the waist, his back was stiff.

However, in front of Xiao Lele, he just couldn't open Xiao Ye's doggy hand.

Xiao Lele nodded vigorously when she heard Xiao Ye's words.The little girl sniffed: "The other classmates all have a father and a mother. I have never had a mother since I was a child. But, I am not sad at all, because I have two tall and handsome fathers...you have to take good care of yourself." Stay with me forever, you can't let me go..."

Zhao Xianghai felt sad when he heard it, lowered his head, and kissed Xiao Lele on the cheek: "Okay, Daddy promises you."

Seeing that both fathers agreed, Xiao Lele felt relieved and closed her eyes obediently.

Zhao Xianghai turned off the light for her, and quietly exited Xiao Lele's room.

The moment he closed Xiao Lele's room door, Xiao Ye, who had been standing beside him, suddenly held his hand, solemnly: "Let's talk."

Zhao Xianghai broke free from Xiao Ye's hand, turned and left indifferently without saying a word.

Xiao Ye stood where he was, raising his hands in embarrassment.

From the moment the two officially broke up, Zhao Xianghai never gave him a good face.

The person who used to show him a gentle smile and considerate care, but now looking at him, there is only Er Yue's frosty indifference.

Xiao Ye's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Thinking that Zhao Xianghai might treat him with such an attitude in the future, he felt sour and resentful, sullen and angry.

He still remembered that when he first met Zhao Xianghai at a certain chamber of commerce, when Zhao Xianghai shook hands with him, he was polite, cultivated, stable, handsome, with a soft and charming smile.

He still remembers the night when he and Zhao Xianghai confirmed their relationship and had their first relationship. In front of outsiders, this mature, handsome and powerful man made a concession and obediently opened his legs to bear his attack.Zhao Xianghai clenched the tie that he hadn't had time to untie, and let out a painful and suppressed moan from between his lips. Even so, his eyes were still full of affection.

When Xiao Ye thought of Zhao Xianghai's appearance that night, his heart began to pound.

Why did their relationship become like this?

Xiao Ye clenched his fists tightly, breathing heavily in the darkness.

……

After dawn the next day, Zhao Xianghai made breakfast for Xiao Lele as usual, and sent Xiao Lele to school, not even looking at Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye also had a stern face, without saying a word, and went to the company with an empty stomach.

When he walked into the office, the assistant stopped him: "Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Ye turned his head slightly.

"Your breakfast," the assistant handed over a breakfast, and continued, "Fu Zhouming and his manager are already waiting for you in the reception room."

Xiao Ye hummed lightly, and took the breakfast: "Call them over."

After all, he pushed open the door and walked into his office.

He sat down on the big chair, picked up the breakfast bought by his assistant, and frowned as soon as he took a bite.

It doesn't taste right, it's unpalatable.

Even the breakfast made by Zhao Xianghai couldn't compare to one-tenth of the taste.

Xiao Ye put down his breakfast with a dark face.

After breaking up with Zhao Xianghai, Zhao Xianghai's heart became so hard that he couldn't even have a decent breakfast!

It's annoying!

"Knock Knock Knock-"

There was a knock on the office door.

Then, two people walked in from the door, it was Fu Zhouming and his manager.

"Hello, Mr. Xiao." Fu Zhouming said hello obediently.

The manager also greeted Xiao Ye politely, and sat down in front of Xiao Ye's desk together.

As soon as the agent took his seat, he began to chatter happily: "Mr. Xiao, thanks to your support, Zhou Ming has already nominated this year's best actor a few days ago, and he is expected to win the award! Several big directors praised him as a good actor." Where are the seedlings!"

Xiao Ye looked away erratically, and the signature pen dangled between his fingers, wondering if he was listening.

"Also..." The manager's expression suddenly changed, he looked at Fu Zhouming beside him, gritted his teeth, and continued, "Last time you arranged for Zhouming to be the actor in the movie "Chasing the Wind". Protagonist, but this matter was brought back by Mr. Zhao, we are very anxious. Mr. Xiao, we know Mr. Zhao is very powerful, and Zhou Ming is just a fledgling actor. Take a look, can you persuade Mr. Zhao, Tell him not to embarrass our family, Zhou Ming?"

The pen dangling between Xiao Ye's fingers stopped abruptly.

He turned his head and looked at the man sitting in front of him who gave him a moment of novelty and love impulse. After a long time, he solemnly called out: "Fu Zhouming."

"Mr. Xiao." Fu Zhouming suddenly raised his head, looked at Xiao Ye's handsome face, and his hands were a little nervously mixed together.

"I called you here just for one thing," Xiao Ye said in a deep voice, "From now on, all your affairs will be handled by your brokerage company. If it is not necessary, from now on...don't come to me .”