After being proposed by a blind man, I married into a wealthy family

The He family's family doctor finally came to Ling Su's place for a visit.

The conclusion drawn is that it is not serious, but it needs to be taken care of, and Ling Su must pay attention to this during this time.

After the doctor left, Ling Su sat on the sofa and wrinkled his nose at He Yan when he saw He Yan turned back.

"Look, as I said, it's not serious."

His ankle was swollen all around, but he didn't look too scary, it just took a little more effort to get up and walk.

He Yanhui had just come back from the door, and when he heard Ling Su's sophistry like a child who refused to admit that he was sick, he gave him a faint look.

The big brother's eyes are not shallow.

Although Ling Su was never afraid of him, she immediately closed her mouth and quietly huddled in the corner of the sofa, holding a cat in her hand and grooming it guiltily.

The old man who was pinned down on his knees looked helplessly, his two big eyes turned to He Yan, and the whole cat was miserable, meowing there.

"Don't move around in these two days." He Yan went back and dragged the uncle with one hand to rescue him from under the comb, "It's not a joke if it falls down."

The uncle quickly jumped onto He Yanhui's shoulder, and refused to let go of it.

"Understood." Ling Su turned his head away, sighed, and when he saw He Yan returning that worried look, Ling Su waved his hand, "I'll call Xiaomu later, he will take care of me. .”

But right now.

Almost at the moment when Ling Su's voice was stopped, before He Yanhui came to remember to give a response, the two of them heard Ling Su's mobile phone on the table ring.

Ling Su scratched away, and Ling Xiaomu's excited voice broke the sky: "Brother, brother, brother!"

"Da?" Ling Su answered.

Ling Xiaomu over there was not affected at all: "My grades came out and I ranked second in the whole group!!! I was admitted! I will follow them to Sweden to build a project tomorrow!!!!"

Ling Su: "..."

He looked at his phone, then looked up at He Yanhui who was standing there.

What's wrong with his brother, is he keeping time and slapping his brother in the face?

He Yanhui opened his mouth, looked at Ling Su, and took over the conversation between the two brothers dryly: "Congratulations..."

"Hey, He Yanhui is here too! No need to congratulate hahahaha, this is still a project built by your group." Ling Xiaomu was probably going to have a dinner together, so he hurriedly said a few words to let Ling Su take care of himself, and mua loudly He glanced at his future nephew and quickly hung up the phone.

The remaining two people were left staring at each other.

He Yanhui put one hand in his suit pocket and lowered his head.

From Ling Su's point of view, he could actually see He Yanhui's slender, reddened neck that he was trying to hide.

It seems there is no other way...

Ling Su didn't know what he should say to solve this embarrassing situation, but it seemed that there was only one thing he could say.

"You...stay here."

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He Yanhui seemed unmoved.

He is still leaning on the sofa with one leg bent, slightly bowed, his strong back and slender neck draw a beautiful arc in the afternoon sun, and the proportion of his lower body, waist, hip and legs is so good that he can go anywhere Fucking a male model in a pictorial.

But Ling Su only saw his neck that was blushing.

Mr. He was going crazy with joy.

It was like when the door of the manor finally opened when he was a child, and after the tutors finally left one by one, he could see the beautiful sunshine in the courtyard.

He Yan lowered his head and twirled his fingers in his suit pocket, trying to make his tone sound calmer: "Well, I got it."

As he said that, as if he was afraid of Ling Su's repentance, he turned around and asked the aunt at home to pack up.

In the time it took to give Ling Su some medicine, the conscientious Lu Yun had already delivered He Yanhui's daily necessities to Ling Su's doorstep.

When the doorbell rang, Ling Su was standing with his hand on the railing. He raised his eyes and saw He Yan, who was going to open the door, turned around and brought in a very light suitcase.

When it was opened, Ling Su took a look, and found that there were only He Yan's necessary documents, a computer, and a few sets of clothes inside.

Gone.

Ling Su always felt that he had seen this scene before.

"Why do you still have such little things?" Ling Su asked this question very naturally.

He Yan was just taking out the only book in the box, and raised his head in a daze when he heard Ling Su speak.

What is... or?

But then he remembered, this is not the first time he has lived in Ling Su's house.

But is that... still him?

Ling Su watched He Yanhui's face change back and forth twice, and finally returned to a calm president's face: "Well, there are not many things I usually use."

Ling Su didn't doubt that he was there, but leaned on the railing and moved to the side of the sofa, and carefully sat down on the carpet cross-legged.

When he sat down, He Yanhui came over in time to give him a hand.

The tacit understanding between the two people is full. When they are in the same space, there is always a harmonious aura that others cannot get in.

When Lu Yun opened the door with the thermos bucket in hand, he saw these two people sitting on the ground, one of them was occupying one side of the coffee table, and they were working together next to each other.

Probably because she was afraid that her feet would go numb after sitting for a long time, Ling Su sat with her legs stretched out - her feet were so brightly placed on their boss's lap.

He Yanhui has a lot of cases in his hands recently, and Mr. He almost put most of the affairs of the entire group directly on He Yanhui, bypassing his unsatisfactory son.

He Yanhui was even taking back bit by bit the power of the He family that had been split out over the years because of the master's inability to do what he wanted.

Everyone felt that He Yanhui was trying to show off.

But He Yanhui sewed up the mouths of others very calmly with one item after another.

The movement of Lu Yun's entry did not disturb He Yanhui who was holding a meeting with a Bluetooth headset, but Ling Su noticed it.

He smiled at Lu Yun: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Lu Yun shook his head hastily, put down the thermos bucket in his hand, and put a bag of exquisite desserts beside him: "The little girl in the office asked me to bring it here for you, and said it was for you."

Ling Su was a little surprised, but then thought that it should be He Yan's assistant back to the office, so he accepted it with a smile.

The cake was from a famous online celebrity shop in Haicheng recently. When Ling Su opened it, she saw a sticky note inside.

He Yanhui seemed to have seen it too, and took a glimpse from the meeting when he took the time.

Ling Su finished reading with a smile, and then "Pia" had to stick the sticky note on He Yanhui's computer.

The camera couldn't capture the corners of the computer, but all the executives who were participating in the cross-pot meeting saw He Yanhui's eyes move.

Then he seemed a little helpless, but he smiled dotingly.

Everyone saw that He Yanhui, who was as cold as a statue in the camera, suddenly changed his expression.

The man who was used to being indifferent all the year round seemed to suddenly have a human face, and even his facial features became vivid.

He stretched out his hand and made a movement outside the camera.

I don't know if I touched someone's head or scratched someone's nose.

There is absolute pampering between the corners of the eyes and the brows.

Off-screen, Ling Su smiled and leaned on the sofa next to him holding the note.

It was written impressively on the note—it was different from the ones sent by those crazy bees and butterflies! !I am an innocent little cake! !

After closing the computer, He Yanhui shared that innocent little cake with a helpless face.

——And since that day, everyone knows that Mr. He has raised someone at home, pampered him with wealth and preciousness, and even keeps him by his side during meetings. I'm afraid that he used all his strength to push people back to He Yan before. strength.

But no matter how much the rumor spread, it was still false, and the only one who really saw He Yan return to his life was Lu Yun.

As He Yanhui's confidant, he endured humiliation and dealt with the He family when He Yanhui lost his memory, and had to take care of He Yanhui's return to his company every day.

It's all right now, after the boss wakes up, those worries are nothing to him at all, he has meetings here and there, signs projects, and still has time to fall in love every day.

And Lu Yun felt inexplicably that he had become a nanny.

Still an underdog.

He felt so even more when he came to deliver the second meal today.

Ling Su sprained her ankle, but there were not enough materials in the store to shoot, so she just closed her eyes and waited for the illness, and now holding the camera, she didn't know what to shoot instead.

You can't take pictures of what he and He Yanhui eat every day, right? ?

He Yanhui finished his work, wandered around in front of Ling Su twice, and suddenly said to Lu Yun, "You don't come tomorrow".

"Ah?" Lu Yun, who was standing at the door and was about to leave, was suddenly taken aback.

What's the matter? This is the boss who finally found out that he has become a nanny, and is going to use it or not to return him?

Ling Su was also a little puzzled, and looked up at He Yanhui.

He Yanhui stood between the two of them, with his sleeves rolled up leisurely and indifferently.

"Starting tomorrow, I'll cook."