The next morning, the morning light was faint, and the sky was still a little dark blue of the night.

Yun Zuofan drove back to the villa after an all-night meeting.

An all-nighter made him a little tired.

The neat light gray suit that had been ironed had folds.

Yun Zuofan leaned on the back of the driver's seat behind him, his peach blossom eyes were half-narrowed, there was a faint bloodshot under his eyes, his lips were slightly dry, and he wanted to drink some water.

As a result, when I looked at it, there was no water here, and all the drinks in the car were the flavors that Yaoyao liked.

Strawberry-flavored milk.

Occasionally, mineral water is also a very small bottle of small molecular water, with a faint sweetness.

Yun Zuofan raised his hand, his slender fingers brushed up the broken hair in front of his forehead, and smiled.

He doesn't like sweet.

I can't say I don't like it, he's not a picky eater, and he can eat a lot of good food, but if he has a choice, he prefers to drink.

Alcohol.

Smoke.

It's really incorrigible.

These habits are all quit for Yaoyao.

Yun Zuofan wrung up a bottle of strawberry-flavored milk, and the sweet and greasy taste in his mouth made him frown slightly, but thinking of Yaoyao's love to drink, his eyebrows stretched again.

After drinking a bottle, he subconsciously put his hand in his pocket and wanted to get a box of cigarettes.

As a result, there were no cigarette packs.

He took out two White Rabbit toffees from where he had filled the cigarettes.

The smile on the corner of Yun Zuofan's lips widened and widened, and when he raised his head, there was a photo in front of the sports car, which was Yaoyao's pouting mouth.

Just this moment.

Yun Zuofan felt that he had come back to life with full blood.

It turns out that there is a way to sweep away the tiredness of the night.

He wanted to go back and see his little girl now.

Yun Zuofan pushed open the door of the sports car, loosened the tie at the neckline, and turned his head to find a Volkswagen sedan of some age driving not far from the door.

This car Yun Zuofan is quite familiar.

Bian Jin's father's car.

They contacted him many times.

Yun Zuofan is very serious about every member of the team, no matter how busy he is, he does everything for the team members himself, just like he is not a big president now, but still D· R's manager is the same.

It's just that Bian Jin's parents, he really doesn't want to see them, and he doesn't bother to take care of them.

Yun Zuofan thought that these people were definitely not good.

I was too lazy to take care of it, and even thought about going over and asking the security guard to drive people away.

But who knew that the other side saw Yun Zuofan first.

The public stopped quite far from the villa, the car door opened, and Bian Jin's mother got out of the passenger seat, quickened her pace and ran to Yun Zuofan's side, shouting as she ran.

"Cloud Manager! Cloud Manager! ”

Yun Zuofan was too lazy to take care of it, and he was about to leave when he raised his feet.

The shouts on the other side grew louder.

"Cloud Manager! Let's meet Bianjin! He hasn't answered our calls for over a week! We miss our son! ”

Yun Zuofan smiled, and he slowly turned his head.

The man is tall and handsome, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and a side face hidden in the darkness, with deep contours.

The morning sun behind him crept out of the clouds, and the sun pierced the night and fell behind him.

He is like a god.

Bian Jin's mother paused in her frantic footsteps, and suddenly found that this man's temperament made her feel frightened and difficult to approach.

But in order to cry at home, the eyes are swollen into a walnut baby son!

She has to work hard!

Motherhood is strong!

Bian Jin's mother smiled flatteringly and said very humbly.

"I know I'm sorry to disturb you, but Bian Jin's brother is sick, he really wants to see his brother, and he cried all night, can you let Bian Jin go to see his brother?"