Before the statement arrived at the company, Xi Yishen's phone call had already come.

"Investigate someone for me, and send the photo to your phone in a moment."

After Xi Yishen said this, he hung up directly.

The statement inexplicably looked at the "Dudu" mobile phone, wanting to cry without tears. After a while, WeChat received a message.

"......" This is the person the president asked him to investigate? A little boy wearing a mask, where did he go to find this?

The statement is even more tearless.

However, what Xi Yishen explained, even if it was impossible, he had to make it possible.

Xi Yishen naturally wouldn't go to the company, because of the "two turtles" on his face, Xi Yishen returned to the Xi family villa after leaving the bar.

When Luo Minghui chased him out of the bar, Xi Yishen had already driven away.

So happy? Is it because you know you have a son? Luo Minghui touched his nose and went to the underground garage.

"Xiaolan, if you tell me something, can you die?" After returning home and changing clothes, Luo Minghui went directly to Xiaolan's flower shop.

Looking at Xiaolan, who regarded herself as air, Luo Minghui was about to jump to his feet.

"Young Master Gong, do you want to buy flowers?" Xiaolan raised her eyelids and asked formulaically.

She has a good impression of Luo Minghui, but through what happened to Su Yanxi, Xiaolan directly judged Luo Minghui and Xi Yi to be the same kind of people. Xi Yishen can treat Su Yanxi like that, so Luo Minghui may treat himself like that in the future.

Thinking so, Xiaolan didn't want to regret it later. So now, she definitely doesn't accept any temptation from Luo Minghui.

Luo Minghui pouted helplessly, he was still buying flowers here? Every time in order to be able to get close to Xiaolan, the excuse for coming here every time is to buy flowers.

Where does he have so many friends who like flowers, and in the end, Luo Minghui directly put the flowers he bought from Xiaolan in his home and company.

Now, he's completely surrounded by flowers. Even, when he saw the flowers, he had a feeling of allergies.

"Xiaolan, guess what happened this morning?" Luo Minghui suddenly remembered the hot topic that had just happened.

Xiaolan glanced at Luo Minghui and no longer answered Luo Minghui's words. She is not clairvoyant, where does she know what happened to Luo Minghui.

touched the ashes, and Luo Minghui had no intention of giving up at all. Seeing Xiaolan running to the side to sort out the flowers, Luo Minghui also squatted on the side to "help" Xiaolan "tidy up".

"Luo Minghui, are you a spicy hand destroying flowers?" The few flowers that were still in bloom just now had their heads drooping at this time after passing through Luo Minghui's hands.

It's really amazing, it's only a few minutes.

Xiaolan said, and hurriedly got up and snatched the flower from Luo Minghui's hand.

"......" As for treating him like this? Although he does admit that he is not a hand in raising flowers.

"Xiaolan, this morning I saw a child who looks very similar to Xi Yishen." Luo Minghui didn't give up and ran out of the topic directly. Of course, the point is not here, he wants to tell Xiaolan that this kid also painted two kings on Xi Yishen's face.

However, before Luo Minghui could say the next sentence, Xiaolan was already stunned. The next second Luo Minghui spoke, Xiaolan's mind appeared with the appearance of a little radish head.

Luo Minghui shouldn't see the little radish head, right? Subconsciously, Xiaolan looked at Luo Minghui with some defensiveness.

"What's wrong?" Luo Minghui also felt Xiaolan's hostility, and couldn't help laughing. When did he become so disliked by the heartthrob.

"You mean you saw a kid who looks like Mr. Xi this morning?"

"It's this morning, but it's not ......"

Hearing Luo Minghui say this, Xiaolan was even more interested.

"What the hell is going on?" Still panting as she spoke, Xiaolan glanced at Luo Minghui speechlessly. I don't know if she's more anxious now, is it the little radish head she is talking about?

To be honest, Luo Minghui really didn't know.

"I took Xi Yishen to the bar last night...... Luo Minghui told Xiaolan what happened yesterday and this morning.

It turned out to be what happened last night, so it means that the person who painted two turtles on Mr. Xi's face was not a little radish head.

After all, Xiaolan went to see him in Little Radish Head's room before going to bed last night. couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Subconsciously, Xiaolan didn't want Xiao Radish to have any connection with Xi Yishen. For Xi Yishen, Xiaolan is particularly hateful. If it weren't for him, Su Yanxi wouldn't have ......

It seems that there are many people who look like each other in this world, so is it a further explanation that the little radish head in his family has nothing to do with Xi Yishen. He looks like him just by chance.

Xiaolan explained the appearance of the little radish head in her heart.

"What's wrong? Don't you think it's funny? Why does he think Xiaolan's focus is different from his own?

"No, no, it's funnier." After speaking, Xiaolan also laughed twice "haha" to show that she was really amused.

"......" thought he couldn't see Xiaolan's perfunctory? Luo Minghui glanced at Xiaolan, and always felt that Xiaolan was hiding something from herself.

Under Luo Minghui's gaze, Xiaolan couldn't help but feel a little weak. She has never been a good liar, but at the same time, Xiaolan doesn't want Luo Minghui to know about the little radish head.

Luo Minghui's big mouth, he knows it, and it is estimated that the whole world will know about it after he knows it.

"Xiaolan, do you have something to hide from me? What do I think there's something wrong with you? ”

Seeing the dodge in Xiaolan's eyes, Luo Minghui was even more sure. Through getting along with Xiaolan in the past three years, Luo Minghui has also a thorough understanding of Xiaolan's temper.

"How so? How are you suspicious? Xiao Lan simply avoided answering Luo Minghui's question, turned to the side and began to prune the flowers.

"Boss, a bouquet of flowers."

Just as Xiaolan was being stared at by Luo Minghui's hot gaze, a man came to the door.

"Right now." Someone finally came to save herself, a smile appeared on the corner of Xiaolan's mouth, and then quickly walked towards the door.

"How many do you want?" What flowers do you want? Xiaolan warmly received customers.

Looking at Xiaolan's busy appearance, Luo Minghui didn't make trouble here.

Since she didn't want to tell herself, there was no need for her to force her to know.

Luo Minghui is also a self-respecting person, he has already taken ninety-nine steps towards Xiaolan, and the last step must be for Xiaolan to take the initiative to walk towards him.

He knew that Xiaolan had a knot, and he could give Xiaolan time.

When passing by Xiaolan's side, Luo Minghui's body paused, and then left quickly.