"So you're the one who started it."

The aunt yelled at the uncle.

The little uncle was so panicked that he helped her smooth her chest: "Don't be angry! Don't be angry! Pure misunderstanding! I'll explain! I promise! It was only after a series of promises from my uncle that my aunt returned to her normal breathing rhythm.

The little uncle wiped the sweat on his forehead: Son, you come out early, for the sake of your father, you will not be coerced...... No, no, no, and not too soon. For the sake of the father, keep trying.

Han Zhihuan was stunned as he watched the workplace elite in front of him turn into a living treasure in seconds, and thought to himself, wow, it's not my father who dislikes me, it's the villain who gets in the way and makes him accidentally misunderstand me.

Han Zhihuan suddenly felt that the world was bright again.

In this way, you only need to wait for the detective in front of you to explain to his father, and his father and himself will naturally release their previous suspicions. As for the parent-child relationship with their parents, as my aunt said, all of them knew about it more than twenty years ago. More than 20 years of protection and companionship have nothing to do with blood.

Maybe after the truth of the mystery was revealed, they were not shocked, and only he and An Cairui were deeply shocked when they were kept in the dark. And An Cairui, she has always lived a hard life, but she is stronger. The person who was most affected was actually himself.

After thinking like this, it is not so embarrassing to recall his decadent, complaining, and helpless performance in the fire staircase.

After thinking like this, he wanted to see An An earlier, love her more early, and love her more.

"When are you going to explain it to my father?" Han Zhihuan asked his uncle earnestly.

"Uh...... This one...... You also know that the chairman of the board of directors has a lot of opportunities, and I can't meet when I meet, so I have to make an appointment......"

"Okay, I'll make an appointment for you!" The aunt simply answered.

She is the HR director of Snowflake Group, and it is quite handy to make an appointment with the chairman of Snowflake Group.

Han Zhihuan and his aunt only looked at each other happily, and they didn't see the detective man's face red and green at all.

The task is completed, the contract is terminated, and it is most taboo to see the employer again for various reasons, which is suspected of coercion...... The detective man made up his mind that he would never die! At most, pretend to see you!

After Han Zhihuan unloaded the mountain that was pressing on the bottom of his heart, he remembered that there was still a mother at home who needed comfort, so he tried to invite his aunt to go home with his uncle, but his uncle refused: "My son is only 56 days old, and he desperately needs his mother to be emotionally stable, so we won't go to your house in two months!" ”

Son?!

Han Zhihuan's gaze accidentally fell on his aunt's abdomen.

"Oops, don't look at it, it's not as big as a mung bean in 56 days, I can't see it!" The little uncle stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Han Zhihuan's eyes.

Saying goodbye to the two aunts who were well cared for, Han Zhihuan walked out of the pedestrian street and stopped the car to go home.

When I got to the door, the door slammed open.

Mother Tang Yunrou had red eyes, grief-stricken, and looked at Han Zhihuan with pleading eyes.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I was too impulsive before."

Unlike Han Zhihuan who rushed out of the door after his mother apologized, hearing Zhihuan's apology, Tang Yunrou was obviously relieved, she wanted to cry and laugh, fluttering, fluttering big tears.

After Han Zhihuan disappeared from the door, she was really scared. She doesn't think that she can get her daughter's love by recognizing her, so she must keep the love of her adopted son and instill in him that she has no second child in her heart!

Tang Yunrou let Han Zhihuan support her, and she secretly grabbed his cuffs: "Zhihuan, don't leave me!" ”

"Never again."

Tang Yunrou: "Mom only has you." ”

"Yes, I know. I'm not going to run away anymore. ”

In order to distract his mother Tang Yunrou, Han Zhihuan told his mother about his encounter with his aunt and uncle. Since then, I have never discussed any topics such as biological birth and adoption with my mother.

The mother's strong emotional desire for Han Zhihuan is a heartfelt comfort for Han Zhihuan.

At night, he lies in a familiar room, in a warm bed, his eyes sweeping over sex. Cold. Light style decoration, very satisfied.

Yes, the sun will rise tomorrow as it did yesterday and today.

The world, or that world.

He's, it's still him.

It's nice to feel safe and secure again!

The next day, Han Zhihuan got up as usual, had breakfast with his mother, and drove to work.

Han's father sat in the office, listening to the assistant sent by the assistant come back and report that designer Han was designing a new series of summer dresses, using deep and light super love pink.

Father Han's heart fell rapidly.

He couldn't understand his son who had been watching for 20 years.

Shouldn't we feel sorry for ourselves, sad and pitiful, hesitant, hesitant, and confused? How could it be that after only three or four days, you calmed down and started designing without distractions?

Sending away the assistant, Han's father called his daughter Han Jingying.

"I'm sorry, I'm shooting exterior shots on the Pujiang cruise." Han ran hung up on him.

Life is so boring.

Father Han sat in the boss's chair with a worried expression.

It seemed that Han Zhihuan would not come to him today, and it was so boring to stay in the company, so he decided to get up and go home.

The driver drove him home without a word, pushed the door and entered the room, where he heard a soothing laugh. Listen carefully again, like a duet of laughter, one young phoenix clear voice, one low and soft.

Father Han pursed his mouth all the way and felt relieved at this moment, he walked into the activity room quickly, and saw Mrs. Han and An An playing tennis in front of the super-large screen one by one.

"Uncle, uh, Dad!"

An An smiled shyly. She wasn't quite used to calling him daddy.

Father Han replied loudly, and there was already a cheerful atmosphere in his voice.

The rest of the time, he sat cross-legged and watched the unrelated mother and daughter play virtual tennis in front of the TV screen.

Looking at Mrs. Han's beautiful face, stable mood, and happy mood...... He gradually developed a sense of dependence. Recently, he was physically and mentally exhausted from housework, and it was only every time he saw Mrs. Han that he felt the chaos of the world and quieted down.

After giving birth to the feeling of dependence, he subconsciously avoided going to see Tang Yunrou. After all, he has not seen her since she refused to accompany him to see Shao Jia.

As for how she was doing these days, he was indifferent.

Is it really old? Has the mind begun to gain control of the body?

After An An's game, he ran to the sofa next to his father and sat down to rest. Young faces show a healthy flush because of exercise.

"Dad, did he make any moves?"

Undoubtedly, An An was asking Han Zhihuan.

Looking at his little daughter's bright and earnest eyes, Han's father was suddenly confused. Is what I planned really as Jingying said, only increasing sadness and not helping?