[He Yansheng's control has always been from body to heart, as soon as he made a move, she fell to the bottom and had nowhere to stand - Zhong Zixi! 】

He Youchen stared at He Yansheng with a resentful expression, and sure enough, as soon as Dad's poisonous tongue skill was turned on, he didn't know what soft hands were?

"Dad, I'm your own!" The little guy's wailing little emotions were all expressed on his face.

"Hmmm! I didn't say you were brought by me. He Yansheng hooked his lips and smiled with the cunning of an old god.

He Youchen scratched his round little head, and his face was in a consultative tone. "Dad, then let's weigh ourselves now, I think it's more accurate now."

He Yansheng glanced at He Youchen, the father and son looked at each other with the same expressions, the man's silent attack value was burning little by little, and the ultimate skill was simply not too strong.

"Oh! Okay, so you can know more clearly how much weight you have gained? ”

He Youchen touched his little belly, and his face did not change and pretended to be soft.

"Dad, I think I'm so hungry again, let's go to the next meal first! Mom said that children who don't eat breakfast will become stupid, we have to listen to Mom, Uncle Jay said, and I'm hungry. ”

The little guy pointed to the Samoyed on the side to try to divert someone's attention, He Yansheng glanced at a certain dog behind him, and said in his heart, "Follow the owner who betrays the dog friend every minute like this, and our pots will be sent to you in the future." ’

"Let's go. Go to eat. ”

The little guy took the initiative to approach and took He Yansheng's palm. "Dad, I think you can hold me and hang a towel in the morning." After speaking, he deliberately glanced up at He Yansheng.

The smile on the corner of the man's mouth seemed to be nothing, and his thin lips responded unceremoniously. "You think it's beautiful!" He Yansheng retracted his gaze, hugged He Youchen onto the children's chair, kissed the tip of the little guy's nose, and unceremoniously sent a sentence.

"Son, stop daydreaming, okay?"

Then turned around and went to the kitchen to serve breakfast, He Youchen held his head, today is another day that misses Xiaoxi very much, according to the principle of closeness, He Youchen decided that it would be better to go out with his mother in the future, so that he could also protect Xiaoxi by the way.

Dad's dislike has grown wildly at a multiplied rate day by day, and his family status is inexplicably worrying!

Zhong Zixi is currently working on a whole case from meetings to discussion plans, and Chaumet's single product this quarter is the most important presence of the headquarters every year.

All design plans and plans, as well as post-production issues, need to be considered in all aspects upfront. , Whether it is ZX before or Zhong Zixi now, she is actually better at individual combat, and teamwork requires running in with each other and making trade-offs with each other.

It was still difficult for her at this point, and she got up and walked to the window while sipping hot coffee while patting her neck with her palm.

After a morning of chaos, I was indeed a little tired.

Thinking of the little guy at home, although the tiredness between her eyebrows has dissipated a little, the doubts and discomfort in her heart still linger, and she has been hot and cold to her these days

degree, she is not unable to feel.

It's just that she doesn't know how to resolve the estrangement between the two, there is light and warmth in the distance, and she doesn't know when she will be completely rainy and sunny here.

"Hello, Miss Zhong."

Zhong Zixi turned around in response, and the person who came was the assistant of a director who had just held a meeting with them.

"Hello, what do you call it?" Zhong Zixi asked politely and detachedly.

"Miss Zhong, I'm Director Chen's assistant Lisa, and Director Chen asked me to tell you that there is a dinner in Buckwheat Garden tonight, and all the participants will attend today."

Buckwheat Garden is a very well-known private dish in Yuncheng, its taste, decoration and style are all imitated in the architecture of the Song Dynasty, which always gives people a kind of artistic conception in the garden.

It is said that the owner of the buckwheat garden is the descendant of a well-known restaurant during the Song Dynasty, and has been engaged in this industry for many years and has never changed.

Zhong Zixi subconsciously wanted to refuse, she had never liked this kind of entertainment. All the attendees today, with the exception of a few designers, are management.

They and the management ate with the investors, and some of the things in between were self-evident. Zhong Zixi has long passed the age of being simple and uninvolved, and not wanting to think about it doesn't mean that he doesn't know anything.

Not to mention that it was ZX in the past, she didn't have to deal with this, and even if it was difficult after leaving everyone's shelter, she never had to deal with them.

The upper echelons have the difficulties of the upper echelons, and the common people have calculations and considerations among the common people.

Zhong Zixi sighed softly, there are no professors and those senior brothers and sisters here, and there is no He Yansheng, she has no way out to say no.

"Got it."

In the end, they are all pawns on the trading road, big or small.

At the same time, in the Shengchen Group, someone sitting in the main seat of the conference room was thinking too obviously, and everyone in the entire conference room didn't know whether to continue to report.

Ling Yi coughed lightly, and the man swept lightly and retracted his thoughts.

He Yansheng propped his hands on the sides of the chair, and his fingers supported his chin and glanced at everyone. The executives couldn't figure out He Yansheng's thoughts, and they swept to the special assistant next to the main seat.

Ling Yi chuckled, "Rest for fifteen minutes, everyone will go out first." ”

The originally slightly crowded atmosphere suddenly became more and more open, Ling Yi raised his hand and frowned, this big boss's heart is really becoming more and more unpredictable now.

He laughed and spoke, as if he was exploring the bottom line of a man. "Big boss, you're not in a good state today!"

He Yansheng didn't raise his head, his fingers were always playing with his mobile phone, a lazy and absent-minded casualness.

"Really? At least they just made the proposal and the results of the presentation, and I know I'm not satisfied. ”

Ling Yi nodded, not denying it.

"Well, even that can't deny that you're not absent-minded."

"Well, what do you want to ask?" He Yansheng, who is so frank, is so unstoppable, and he doesn't hide his thoughts, he is always only about one person.

He smiled and quipped, "No, Mr. He, you shouldn't be like Mu Chunfeng now, a beautiful wife and a beloved son, comfortable." How? What's not to be satisfied with? ”

The corners of the man's mouth were lightly raised, and his eyes seemed to be smiling, and when he looked up in the next second, his expression was dull, and he couldn't see joy or sorrow.

"What, am I not right?"

"Ling Yi, recently let the pair of Zizi be hot and cold, this morning the little guy asked me if she was coming, said she would still leave?"

He Yansheng, who has always prided himself on being invincible, was helpless and restless only in the face of Zhong Zixi.

He felt sorry for this man's forbearance and firmness, love was really tormenting, so he would rather be like this without heart and love, and not touch anything.

"And how did you answer?"

He Yansheng glanced at him, his expression was like a saw, gentle with a falcon, and indifferent with heat.

"I said, no."

Ling Yi smiled lightly, yes, this is like He Yansheng.

"Then what are you worried about, listening to the debriefing meeting in a daze?"

"You haven't been in love, in fact, the word love is sometimes really hypocritical, should two people be content if they can be together? But I can't do it, and many times I want more. ”

Originally, Ling Tesuke wanted to take a bite back before and after the saddle, "I haven't been in love, am I in the way?" Why do you make the two not on the same level every time you open your mouth? ”

It was the first time He Yansheng had analyzed his feelings so frankly, probably because of this period of time, from loss to gain, even he himself began to suffer from gains and losses.

The gentle and kind Ling Tezhu suddenly lost his mind.

"Actually, I think people are all around you anyway, what else do you have to worry about?"

Ling Yi doesn't understand love, but at least he thinks that love is two people together, always together.

"Because, I'm afraid I've wronged her."

Now He Yansheng really understands Xu Baihang, a man, why can't he live well after a lifetime?

is really afraid that she has wronged her, afraid that she just chose to be with him for some other reason. That will live for the rest of your life, so succumbing.

That's not what He Yansheng wants, that kind of happiness is not perfect after all. He Yansheng is very greedy, he wants Zhong Zixi to be complete from body to heart!

In the past, lovers were the fulfillment of two people, but now love is her joy.

In the huge conference room, the two men looked at each other like this, and the air around them seemed to freeze.

The firmness and persistence in this man's eyes made Ling Yi admire and envy him. Maybe it's because I've watched their vigor for a long time, and suddenly I want to love without scruples......

Zhong Zixi knew that buckwheat garden was exquisite, but he didn't expect its design style to be so delicate.

Pagodas, stone bridges, wooden bridges, gardens, palaces, each design style has its unique charm, the design of the buckwheat garden is not just an artificial scenery, there are many places in it are natural landscapes accumulated for a long time.

It is a scenery that deliberately blends natural beauty and artificial beauty, starting from the ridges and corners of the roof when you enter

The trend of warping gives people a kind of gentle beauty.

The striking colour design and the variations of the carvings and paintings on the beams and columns are all in their own veins.

Zhong Zixi was not a person who liked to talk, and since she came in, she has either been observing the structure of the house, or checking the color and style of the scenery.

She has always been quiet and herself, because from the beginning to the present, the most talked about topic around her is this Mr. He from Cloud City, her husband, and the father of her son.

This man is inextricably linked to her, women like him for his personability, and men admire his business choices.

Zhong Zixi picked up the teacup in front of her and pursed her lips gently, the Pu'er in the buckwheat garden has always been well-known, she is a person who likes tea, and she likes to taste tea quietly for such a good tea taste.

It's just that she can't be quiet today, but she still doesn't want to ruin her good mood and live up to this sudden beauty.

There has been a vacant seat in the main seat, and the man next to him has repeatedly looked at his watch, holding the mobile phone very tightly, obviously betraying his anxiety.

(End of chapter)