Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Han Xiaoye hadn't touched these things for several days, and she was a little handicapped. After finally getting the feeling back, Han Xiaoye was busy until 5:30 in the afternoon and barely managed to get it done. Fan Shengnan was still working overtime. Han Xiaoye couldn't take it anymore, so he gave her his things, packed his bag, and said goodbye to her, "Sister Fan, I'll go first. See you tomorrow."

"okay."

   Fan Shengnan was so absorbed in his work that he didn't pay attention to her at all.

  Han Xiaoye had seen her working condition, so he picked up his bag and left first. When I got downstairs, I saw people waiting at the elevator entrance.

   "Uncle?" She was overjoyed, "Didn't you go to Fengqi for a meeting? It's over so soon?"

   "Routine meeting, nothing to do, you can go first." Fu Zhiyan said lightly.

   "You left first?" Han Xiaoye was very strange, "When are you going to the meeting first?"

   He is a workaholic, and his work is even scarier than Fan Shengnan. She had never seen Fu Zhiyan leave in the middle of a meeting.

   "Yes." Fu Zhiyan knew what was going on in her head by looking at the expression of the little woman in front of her. Some are helpless.

  What's so strange about him leaving in the middle of a meeting, is she so surprised?

  Because of her, he didn't know how many times he left in the middle of a meeting. There is also a meeting when people are talking, and he is answering the phone of a hooligan. I don't know how many times this has happened...

  Fu Zhiyan sighed invisibly, and his temple couldn't help but feel a pain.

   It seems that a good hooligan can always easily change his bottom line, making him unconsciously give in, and then give in again. And the willingness to back down.

Han Xiaoye didn't know what he was thinking. At this moment, he raised his eyebrows, grabbed the man's arm, and raised his face, triumphantly, "Little uncle, didn't you leave early to pick me up from get off work? ?"

"……no."

"Hahaha, you hesitated for a second. It seems that I guessed it right. You really left early because you wanted to pick me up~" Her eyebrows almost flew up, not to mention the corners of her mouth raised to the sky, proud It looks very painful.

"Little uncle, why are you so sullen? You just said that you will tell me anything in the future, but you have forgotten it again. You just wanted to pick me up from get off work, so what's there to admit? I'm your own. With a daughter-in-law and a cute little niece, it's natural for you to pick me up from get off work. I must admit it generously."

  Fu Zhiyan pursed the corners of his mouth, looking at her proud look, his noble Danfeng eyes slightly raised, "Oh? What are you admitting generously?"

   "I miss you." Than his face, Han Xiaoye admitted that he would not lose to anyone, especially in front of Fu Zhiyan. She hasn't had a face in front of him since she was 18. Thinking back to that time, when she cried in front of Fu Zhiyan, bubbles popped out of her nose, and the bubbles burst. He's seen all this embarrassing thing, what is there for her to be embarrassed in front of him? Not to mention that she was hospitalized before, Fu Zhiyan even helped her carry the infusion bottle to see her untie her little hands.

  Fu Zhiyan didn't expect her to say it so straightforwardly, and choked.

Han Xiaoye took an inch, stood on tiptoe and wanted to kiss him, repeating like a little monkey, "Fu Zhiyan, I miss you very much. I think about it when I'm at work, and even more so when I'm not at work. I can't wait to become a kitty cat. on your phone, so you can put me in your pocket."

   "Which pocket?" Fu Zhiyan helped her open the car door and asked casually.

  Han Xiaoye didn't even think about it, "A trouser pocket, otherwise, it's impossible for your phone to be in your shirt pocket."

   "Oh, trouser pockets." A narrow smile flashed in his phoenix eyes.

   "What happened to the trouser pocket?"

  Han Xiaoye didn't understand what he meant, let alone what he was pushing. But no matter how she asked, Fu Zhiyan didn't say anything. Until she got into the car, she was puffed up for a long time, and the people around her were still driving their car like no one else.

She couldn't hold it anymore, she turned to her side again, and couldn't help asking, "Little uncle, just tell me. I want to become a kitty cat and stick it on your phone, so that you can put me in your trouser pocket at any time. What do you have? No? You don't tell me, I've been thinking about it, I'm dying."

   "There's nothing wrong with that."

   "Fart!" Han Xiaoye didn't give him a chance to perfunctory himself, and accidentally blurted out a foul language. At the sight of the eagle eyes, she instantly felt guilty, but she still didn't give up, "There must be something, you just laughed clearly! You laughed at me!"

"No."

   Where did he laugh at her, he just wanted to tease her a little bit.

Han Xiaoye bit him to death, "You just laughed at me, you didn't see yourself like that. The thief's eyes are full of laughter, and he can't hide it. It looks like a smart person sees a fool. I don't do it, You laughed anyway, you have to tell me what you're laughing at. Otherwise I can't stand it. I'll be tortured to death by curiosity."

  “…”

   If it can't be hard, she will be soft, let go of her voice, soft and cowardly, "Little uncle~"

  Fu Zhiyan was so arguing that he couldn't drive properly. He had no choice but to let go. Remind her, "What's next to the man's trouser pocket?"

   "Next to the man's trouser pocket... the legs." After Han Xiaoye finished speaking, he immediately realized that something was wrong. Next to the man's trouser pocket...the man...beside...she looked sharply at the arrogant and cold man beside her, she couldn't believe her conclusion.

   Next to the man's trouser pocket is a bird!

   Could it be that Fu Zhiyan was talking about birds?

impossible?

   As a feudal and abstinent old cadre like him, he would make such a colourful joke with her? Han Xiaoye was too uncertain, but what he meant in his words seemed to be a bird.

   She struggled until the Land Rover stopped and stopped at the gate of No. 1 courtyard. Fu Zhiyan got out of the car first and went around to help the little woman who was still struggling to open the car door, "Get off."

"Oh."

  Han Xiaoye unbuckled his seat belt and came down.

   followed the man's footsteps step by step, looking at his back tangled.

   Is my uncle really laughing at her saying that she wants to turn into a mobile phone sticker and hit a bird in her trouser pocket?

   The person walking in front suddenly stopped. Han Xiaoye was caught off guard and bumped onto the bridge of his nose.

   "Hiss—" She covered her nose in pain, and the wicked complained first, "Little uncle, why don't you stop and say something. It hurts."

Fu Zhiyan turned around and rubbed the tip of her red nose, her handsome face with sharp edges and corners had a hint of anger, "What are you thinking about when you walk, what if you fall without looking at the road? You thought you didn't have a big belly like before. , is it enough to fall and get up?"

  Han Xiaoye was trained by him, and the thought just now was thrown into the clouds. The arrogant arrogance was suppressed at once.