It's hard to give up.
So Huo Qi watched Miss Song helplessly, and ordered a lot of desserts.
Small biscuits, small cakes, milk tea...
He twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking: Although there is no staple food, but the husband said that she can eat whatever she wants.
So, it should be fine, right
Song Yaoyao licked the cream from the corner of her mouth, but she didn't notice the bright eyes of the two secretaries beside her. She lay on the table shaking her little feet, yawning boredly.
This meeting lasted for more than two hours.
When Huo Yunque walked into the office, the surroundings were empty, only desserts were placed in a mess on his desk.
His temples twitched, and he rolled up his sleeves and walked over.
"What about her?"
"Sir, Ms. Song is a little sleepy after eating, and she is sleeping in your lounge now." Huo Qi replied timidly.
"meal?"
Huo Yunque's cold eyes swept over the desserts on the table, and walked towards the lounge.
Huo Qi breathed a sigh of relief, luckily the husband didn't blame him.
The door in the corner of the office was pushed open, and upon hearing the movement, the little girl frowned, then shrank back under the quilt.
The heating in the room was fully turned on, making her blush, like a ripe peach, tempting people to take a bite.
Huo Yunque adjusted the temperature to a constant temperature and sat down beside the bed.
Raising her hand to brush the hair that covered her face in a mess of sleep to behind her ears, the little girl suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed his fingers in her sleep.
tightly.
"Song Yaoyao?"
He poked her cheek, fleshy.
It seems that after coming to Huo's house, he gained a lot of weight
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, and there was a smile in his eyes. He lowered his eyes and quietly looked at the little girl's sleeping face.
The small mouth was slightly opened, the thick black eyelashes curled up, trembling with breathing.
Nested in the big gray bed, with a cute and delicate appearance, it doesn't fit in with the surrounding environment.
He undid the two buttons on the neckline, but he didn't pull out his hand, which made the little girl frowned and moaned twice.
squeamish—
Huo Yunque shook his head, casually pulled out the documents on the table and flipped through them.
Because of boredom, the idle hand played with her chubby face unconsciously.
The lights are on, and night falls.
Song Yaoyao slept very well this time, she sat up and rubbed her eyes, looking at the unfamiliar environment with a little bewilderment.
"elder brother?"
It took her a while to realize that she was in her brother's company.
At this time, in the office separated by a door.
The atmosphere was extremely oppressive, and the company's top executives hung their heads and did not dare to speak.
Bearing a strong sense of oppression from the superior.
"You know, what I want is not an apology, but a solution."
He pushed the document over, tapped it with his fingers, stared at everyone with lead gray eyes, "Give me a new plan or resignation letter before tomorrow morning, understand?"
"Yes! Boss!"
The leader was sweating coldly on his forehead, he bent down and didn't even have the courage to wipe it off.
The office is very quiet, you can hear a needle drop.
Suddenly there was a 'click', and a small head poked out from behind the door, with pink cheeks. Probably because he just woke up, his eyes were still somewhat bewildered and helpless.
She pursed her lips and looked around in the office. When she found a familiar figure, a bright smile appeared on the corner of her lips.
"Brother, hug—" the little girl opened her arms, coquettishly.
"woke up?"
Huo Yunque walked over, glanced at her bare feet from the corner of his eye, frowned, leaned over slightly, hugged her into his arms, turned back and sat down at the desk.
Put the little girl on his lap, nodded slightly, "Continue—"