He gently patted Duo'er's pink face, "Duo'er, goodbye, goodbye to uncle! Uncle will come to see you!"
"Uncle, bye bye!" Doer raised her little hand and shook it gently, and a tear finally slipped down.
Rong Silan kept looking at Yin Xiaozhuo until he slammed the door shut, and her heart shook suddenly. The door seemed to be slamming on her heart, shaking so painfully, and then there was a sore feeling in her chest. Swell up...
"Hey..." She took a step, but stopped immediately. He was nothing but a passer-by from her house. He always had to leave. Why should he stay? Moreover, she didn't even know whether he was a good person or a bad person. Maybe it shouldn't be a bad person
She looked at the stack of money on the coffee table. There seemed to be a lot of money. There was a bag for clothes on the sofa. When she opened it, the price on the tag was terribly expensive!
She started to wonder, who is he? How come you can get so much money on one trip? Is he really a thief? but…
She sighed, remembering the peace that she had with him during those nights, she would rather believe that he was not...
"Mummy..." Duo'er took Rong Silan's hand timidly, "Can Duo'er eat what Uncle bought?"
Rong Silan woke up from her meditation, she felt strange, didn't Duo'er like Xiao Zhuo very much? This time he left, why did her mood immediately recover, she knelt down and smiled and said, "Duo'er, you forgot uncle so quickly, just remember to eat?"
Doer raised the card in his hand and said confidently, "Uncle said he would come to see me!"
Rong Silan smiled, feeling a little sour in his heart, when they meet each other, who will remember who? However, she didn't want to disappoint Doer, so she might as well give the child a dream and hope! Who said this? She frowned slightly, how did she carry out the words of the big pervert!
Children are forgetful, and they forget Yin Xiaozhuo's melancholy when he eats seafood.
Rong Silan put all the clothes that Yin Xiaozhuo didn't take away and the clothes he bought for him into the cabinet, and smiled bitterly. What did he buy for the son of the owner of the supermarket next door? Obviously it was bought in his size. Can Zheng Zibang, who is only one head taller than her, wear clothes of this size
Forget it, give it to him next time! She closed the cabinet door, but was suddenly startled. Is she still looking forward to meeting him next time
Yin Xiaozhuo came out of the small yard of Rong Silan's house, thought twice, and decided to go home. Evasion is not the solution!
I just took a taxi to the company, just when Pei Zhong came out of the company building with a briefcase and saw Yin Xiaozhuo appear on the opposite side of the revolving glass door, his mouth opened like a frog.
Yin Xiaozhuo's brain couldn't help but pop out of this metaphor. A pair of wide-brimmed glasses and a dumbfounded expression made him a frightened, silly frog.
"President.....!!!" Pei Zhong rushed over with excitement, the revolving door slid around, and he was circled back again.
The corners of Yin Xiao's mouth twitched slightly, desperately holding back the smile that was about to erupt, this kid was smart enough to work, how could he act so stupidly!
"Pei Zhong!" He sank his face and called him, his eyes returning to the usual coldness. So tired! He suddenly came up with this idea, and he was still relaxing at Rong Silan's house, smiling whenever he wanted, and angry if he wanted to.
Roar! Why are you still thinking about that Obasan! He frowned and shook his head, throwing her out of his head.
Pei Zhong slid a drop of sweat on his forehead, followed the revolving door and finally stood in front of Yin Xiaozhuo after a round, with one hand, it seemed that he wanted to embrace Yin Xiaozhuo, but in Yin Xiaozhuo's black face. In front of him, his hand stayed awkwardly in the air for a while, and then hung to his side, "President, you are finally back, I thought..." The eyes behind the glass lens were shining.
"So why? Think I'm dead? Do you really want me to die?" Yin Xiaozhuo's face was as dark as dark clouds in the sky, and he was about to flash and thunder.
Pei Zhong unconsciously climbed a layer of cold behind him, and his voice trembled, "Which, there is no, it's not..."
Yin Xiaozhuo strode into the Yin's hall, completely ignoring Pei Zhong's sweat all the way behind him, but secretly funny in his heart, maybe the greatest pleasure in his life is torturing Pei Zhong!
In his life, it seems that only Pei Zhong is the closest person to him, and the two of them work hard together, making the Yin family an unprecedented grand occasion.
That is to say, in this kind of life, they become close friends, reach a consensus, advance and retreat with each other, without betrayal.
The two entered the exclusive elevator for the president and went straight to the top floor of Yin's. Pei Zhong suddenly stopped him, "President..."
"Huh?" He replied casually, and went on to the president's office.
"President, that... The old man is inside." Pei Zhong reminded him to wake up and prepare him to be trained.
Yin Xiaozhuo calmed down a bit and knocked on the door.
"Come in." Inside is the familiar voice of the old man.
He opened the door, and the old man was leaning on the big boss to read the documents. When did the once-gray hair turn gray? How much wind, frost, rain and snow are contained in that frowned brow? Aching pity surged in his heart, perhaps he was too self-willed.
The old man coughed suddenly, his face flushed. He had chronic bronchitis and couldn't stop coughing. He reached out and took the cup on the table, but it was empty.
A paper cup filled with water appeared in front of him.
He took it, raised his head, but the paper cup fell to the ground...
"Xiao'er!" Father Yin coughed violently under his excitement.
Yin Xiaozhuo felt soft, patted him on the back, and whispered, "Dad, are you all right!"
After a while, the old man stopped coughing, and his words were less severe than before, "Just come back! Just come back! Hey, I don't have Miner, I can't live without you!"
(End of this chapter)