As Bai Tiantian said this, he picked up Bai Qingqing's hand and put it into Huo Yunchen's warm big hand, and held the three hands together gently.
Bai Qingqing felt particularly uncomfortable and wanted to pull back, but she saw someone's deep eyes flashing with glaze, and said in a lazy tone: "Just hold hands, don't be shy."
The weird son of Gu Lin immediately followed suit and said, "Mommy, don't be shy, I often hold Aangel's hand."
Bai Qingqing's face turned red again. Not only was her face red, but her palms were also sweaty.
Looking at these three people in the rearview mirror, no matter their appearance or temperament, they are clearly a family. The old lady will definitely be happy from ear to ear when she sees them.
They first went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to apply for a marriage certificate, and then sent Tiantian to the new kindergarten.
Noble Private Bilingual Kindergarten is countless times better than the previous gifted kindergarten. Each semester is calculated in seven figures, and children from ordinary families cannot enter.
How rich is this man
How can the president of a branch office in the Far East be so cunning
What kind of man is she making a deal with, and will she be able to escape unscathed in the future
After sending Tiantian to kindergarten, he separated from Huo Yunchen.
Before getting off the bus, she still couldn't help but ask him: "Did you do that thing in the kindergarten?"
Huo Yunchen curled his lips and smiled lightly, and said disapprovingly: "Don't look down on me so much. It has nothing to do with me. It's because they dug their own graves and the reporters."
It turns out he's not him, she just said, he's just the president of a branch. It's understandable that he can compete with the Bai Chen family in business with the help of Far East's strong backing, but how can he be so big in education matters? ability.
He turned around and left without taking more than two steps, then came back and said to him seriously:
"I will pay you back the tuition for kindergarten every day."
"Okay, let's do the accounting first."
Huo Yunchen answered calmly, without any emotion in his tone.
Huo Yunchen left after watching Bai Qingqing enter the company.
I don’t know what that girl was thinking, but she was so absorbed that she almost didn’t hit the flower bed in front of the company.
In an instant, his cold eyes darkened, he opened the iPad in his hand and started a new day's work.
Liu Kai reported recent developments while driving.
"Bai Zhengshan of the Bai family is trying to find out about you through various channels, but I have already asked someone to tell him some false news. That person is probably convinced by now that you are just a little-known person who is famous and unknown."
As Liu Kai spoke, he looked at the solemn-looking CEO behind him, waiting for praise, but Huo Yunchen simply said yes.
He added: "There is also Shen Yihan from the Shen family. It seems that he is also looking for you. He hopes to cooperate with us on the Nanwan project. But I blocked it. How can that scum deserve to cooperate with us in the Far East?"
Now it's time to praise him.
But no.
"Sir, Miss Bai"
Huo Yunchen finally reacted when he heard the word Miss Bai. Look, he said he wasn't serious.
Someone raised his head and glared at him in displeasure and said:
"Call Young Mistress."
"Oh, the young mistress is looking for Jiang Shuai, and the Bai family is also looking for him. But that boy just disappeared from the world, and the people sent out have not heard anything about him yet."
Huo Yunchen held his head with one hand, and a deep light flashed in his beautiful eyes.
"Send more people out, and be sure to find him before the Bai family. This person definitely has the fatal things of the Bai family, otherwise Qingqing would not be in a hurry to find him, and Bai Zhengshan would not be so nervous. Maybe he was the same person five years ago. The murderer who killed Qingqing’s best friend.”
lightly
He changed his words so quickly, and his screams were really kissy.
Liu Kai secretly thought, the arc of his mouth rising infinitely, how many women would have cried to death in Dongjiang River.
(End of chapter)