He Yanhui felt extremely uncomfortable with the fact that the news he sent had disappeared.

He Yanhui has no friends who often gossip and chat, and has no other contact with his family except for a phone call on major festivals-and over the years, the activity of talking on the phone has gradually changed to sweeping graves.

As for He Yanhui, there were only a few important high-level executives of the company who could contact him in person on a daily basis.

And these people are generally dedicated work models from nine to two o'clock in the morning. Usually, when they receive a message from He Yan, no matter how difficult it is, they can immediately reply to Mr. He. I know Mr. He.

After sending it out like this, there was no movement at all, this was really the first time He Yanhui met.

He was lying on his side on the big bed, fiddling with his brick-like mobile phone—his subordinates dared not disturb him easily, and Mr. He didn't have any entertainment software. He had been holding the mobile phone for almost two hours without any movement.

He Yanhui chooses a bed very badly, sleeps lightly, has been busy with work recently, and has a faint tendency to cause stomach troubles, which makes He Yanhui dare not even touch alcohol, and can only lie down at night if he can't sleep.

He originally wanted to ask what Ling Su was doing.

But at the dinner after the auction, some acquaintances said that speaking like this was really ambiguous.He Yan replied to delete, delete, and modify a message, and finally just sent a message asking where Ling Su was.

——Actually, he didn’t even need to ask.

The driver for Ling Su told He Yanhui early in the morning of domestic time that Mr. Ling didn't use the car and asked Mr. Xiao Ling to drive away.

Ling Su actually didn't agree with the fact that He Yan sent him a driver, but he objected twice but was rejected by He Yan.

The reason is that he is still a member of the He family, so it is inconvenient for him to travel.

By the time He Yan dialed the overseas call to Ling Su, the sky in London had already been slightly brightened.

Through the thin gauze curtain, He Yan saw a chubby bird standing on a branch outside the window, jumping and chirping on the branch.

He Yanhui hadn't been to this manor for a long time, and the gardener didn't prune the green plants outside too much.

Although the trees in the backyard of the main building are not as green as in summer, they still grow very lush.

He Yan lay on his side and sank into the soft pillow, his eyes were open and he didn't feel sleepy at all, he just felt that he had seen such a scene outside the window before.

The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up, and Ling Su over there knew who it was when he saw the call: "Mr. He?"

"" He Yanhui was silent for a while as a response, "Where are you?"

"Outside with my brother." Ling Su replied flatly, "What's the matter, is there something wrong?"

"No." He Yanhui's fingers unconsciously twirled the edge of the pillow, but his tone was as cold as ever, "The driver is here, why don't you let the driver take you?"

"I'm not used to letting other people pick me up." Ling Su didn't expect him to make a phone call to ask such a boring question, and his tone was rather helpless, "I'm not used to this, you don't have to do this, we do anyway"

"Now you are still my legal partner." He Yanhui interrupted Ling Su's words.

anyway what?We're getting divorced soon anyway.

He Yanhui was not willing to listen.

"Now you go out, at least it's more convenient to have a driver. If you think it's too public, tell the driver to go back and change cars." Mr. He seems to be very persistent about this point, "You are not in good health, and you go in and out by yourself. It is always convenient to have someone to pick you up. .”

Ling Su didn't bother to refute, but just asked when He Yan would return to China.

I'm back to go through the formalities.

"...I won't call back." He Yan over there paused for a while, then hung up the phone with a snap.

Ling Su hadn't reacted to the already busy phone, and when he was still in a daze, He Yan over there called again: "If the driver doesn't want it, you can drive by yourself and pay attention to safety."

Ling Su didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Yeah."

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to me?" He Yan was lying on his back, looking at the ceiling and getting angry all by himself.

Ling Su responded to the invitation from his younger brother downstairs to go out for a walk, smiled, and said goodbye to He Yan like coaxing a child.

He Yanhui over there hummed lightly, and then hung up the phone.

Ling Su always felt that they were getting along very strangely, but she didn't know what else to do.

He locked the phone and turned it over on the corner of the table, and went downstairs empty-handed.

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The small villa invested by Guan Muzhou can be regarded as a high-end farmhouse, which is a bit wild, but it is mainly aimed at the higher-end consumer market.

As soon as Ling Su got out of the range of his small building, he saw the male and female protagonists of the latest popular TV series walking outside arm in arm.

"Did I get melons?" Ling Xiaomu looked a little shocked.

Ling Su turned his head back with a smile: "Hush."

"But I think it's quite empty here, and there doesn't seem to be anyone there." Ling Xiaomu was wearing a mountaineering suit and a hat, and was jogging beside Ling Su.

Ling Li tilted her head and thought for a while: "I heard from Lao Guan that usually the company or the entire team in the entertainment industry will contract to build the group, and the business of individual tourists is generally not rare."

Ling Xiaomu pursed his lips exaggeratedly, expressing his admiration.

"Brother, what is that secret you mentioned earlier?" The two brothers walked slowly on the mountain road, Ling Xiaomu couldn't help asking Ling Su, tilting his head curiously.

Ling Su put his hands in his pockets, tied a leash to each of his wrists, and led the two cats he just picked up for a walk: "If I tell you, it can't be a secret."

"Is it my birthday present?" Ling Xiaomu still couldn't help being curious, resting his chin on Ling Su's shoulder and acting coquettishly.

Ling Su tucked her chin into her scarf, made a grimace and thought for a long time, trying to hold back the uneasiness in her heart: "Well, it depends on what you think."

Xiao Mumu is the family's favorite child, because he has never been in love, so he has always pinned all his hopes on his brother, and has been talking about getting Ling Su to get married quickly, longing for a little nephew. My niece's daughter.

Ling Su lowered his head slightly to look at his stomach, then smiled.

Although it came in a different way that no one expected, I hope you think it is a good gift.

"It must be the one I like." Ling Xiaomu said willfully, raising his head and smiling at his brother with squinted eyes.

Ling Su patted his head: "Okay."

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That night, Ling Su posted a post on Moments after a long absence. In the photo, Ling Xiaomu was standing on a plum blossom pile, with a cat on one shoulder, looking embarrassed and funny.

On the other hand, Ling Su got into the corner of the camera, smiled and made a yeah gesture, her eyes became bigger and bigger because of her thin cheeks.

Guan Muzhou called immediately: "How are you playing?"

While avoiding his younger brother's pursuit, Ling Su trotted slowly on the path: "Well, the environment is good and the air is good. I heard that there is also a pottery studio and a music hall here. Xiaomu and I plan to spend two days Let's all go shopping."

"It's all up to you." Guan Muzhou heard that Ling Su didn't feel as dead as before, and his mood improved a lot. He waved his hand, "Tell Mu Mu that he is the elder brother for the bill, and just play around."

Ling Su chuckled, "Okay."

"Then I'll hang up. Recently, there was a little wolf dog who was tightly entangled, hehe." Guan Muzhou shook his arm and swayed a few times, "Take my little nephew to rest for two days, don't think about anything else. gone."

Ling Su knew what Guan Muzhou was talking about, and agreed with a smile.

In fact, He Yan didn't make any other movements after that phone call, which made Ling Su heave a sigh of relief.

Ling Su couldn't exercise for too long a day, and the intensity naturally couldn't be compared with a fitness person like Ling Xiaomu, so he let his younger brother go wild outside, and Ling Su went back to the room by himself after eating.

When Ling Xiaomu opened the door and came in, he found that Ling Su was lying in front of the computer. On the screen was the interface of the editing software that he hadn't seen for a long time. He asked somewhat surprised, "Brother, are you editing vlog?"

Ling Su's hands kept moving: "A little clip, my hands are itchy, I'm not going to post it."

He hasn't worked for a long time, and he has accumulated some materials recently, and he can't help it.

"Why don't you post it on my account?" Seeing Ling Su like this, Xiao Mumu sighed, circled Ling Su's neck with his hands from behind, and logged into his account on the website, "Here."

Little wood is a little wood that keeps its word.

He said that he wanted to shoot, but he really created a channel in a decent way, although so far, the only two pitiful videos in it are study diaries in school.

But his university is too famous, and his profile is very handsome, which naturally attracted some fans.

"Anyway, you took pictures of me today, so just cut your hair and put it up." Xiao Mumu yawned, pulled a bath towel and hung it around his neck, "Take it as my birthday present to you."

——Although the two brothers are separated by a few years, their birthdays are not far away.

Although Ling Su is not a glass heart, but after that accident was searched all over the Internet, he did not update his channel again.

Although He Yanhui's public relations handled his situation very well - Feng Xiang overwhelmingly felt that he was an innocent victim, someone framed He Yanhui to say that the wealthy family used their partners to gain positions, and some scolded He for deleting the post Deleted faster than anyone else, busy cleaning the floor for the proprietress.

The video of He Yanhui buying porridge for Ling Su while wearing a mask had already had more than ten thousand comments, but Ling Su didn't get any limelight.

But anyway, Ling Su's channel is clean, but there is no one to cultivate it anymore.

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London.

On the car to another meeting destination, He Yan swiped Ling Su's channel again in boredom.

Still blank.

The assistant next to him looked at Mr. He's gloomy face, and remembered the leaders of various departments who were scolded so bloody in the CEO's office on the top floor that they were almost crying 15 minutes ago.

She and He Yanhui have actually been working together for some time, and she thinks she knows something about it.In fact, Mr. He can be regarded as a very kind boss. He rarely reprimands his subordinates for doing wrong things.

But today those few probably hit the muzzle.

She tentatively cleared her throat: "That Mr. He."

He Yanhui tilted his head slightly, and raised his eyebrows to indicate that she would speak if she had something to say.

The little assistant tried her best to figure out He Yanhui's expression, but found that it was hard to see any substantive emotions from that usually calm face, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and say it.

"Xiao Su's vlog actually has a fan base."

He Yanhui didn't even move his brows this time, he just looked at her and motioned for her to continue talking.

"We actually have the previous vlog."

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