Jin Shiyu retracted his gaze and stopped talking.

The air became silent.

Xiao Nan En went to the button, stood on tiptoe to press the button, and failed to press it twice on tiptoe, until the slender hand stretched out from the top of the wool curl's head, and the bones were clearly very good-looking: "How many floors?" ”

The concise tone and attitude are not necessarily good.

The old man's emotional intelligence must be very low! This is the conclusion that Xiao Nan En has quietly reached in her heart.

So the little grandmother asked, "What floor are you going to?" At this angle, Xiao Nan En couldn't see the number above the button, so he didn't know what floor Jin Shiyu was going to. I saw Chang Wei go out just now, so I went out with me.

"39th floor." After answering, Jin Shiyu was slightly stunned. Why did he tell this little brat!

"Oh." Xiao Nan En nodded, and said in a serious tone: "That nest will also go to the 39th floor." ”

The atmosphere of silence continued.

The elevator goes up to the 39th floor.

Out of the elevator, Xiao Nan En still kept her hands in her trouser pockets, and walked swaggering in front of Jin Shiyu.

There are many employees who come and go along the way, they all wear uniform work badges and uniforms, and there are security guards standing at the door. When some people saw a little boy walking in front of Jin Shiyu, and this little boy looked left and right and looked a little ghostly like Jin Shiyu......

Song Qing wore a black hip-wrapping professional suit, short hair parted sideways, black pointed heels, and walked out of the office with an ultra-thin silver notebook in his hand, capable and beautiful, with an eye-catching temperament.

She automatically ignored the existence of Xiao Nan'en, and stepped forward to report: "Mr. Jin, the meeting will start on time in five minutes." ”

Jin Shiyu hummed, and strode in. There were rushing footsteps behind him, and Jin Shiyu suddenly remembered the little man who followed, and involuntarily slowed down.

Until he stopped, the little man behind him suddenly hit him on the leg.

"Whew, the nose of the nest~"

The little grandmother snorted and covered her sore nose.

Jin Shiyu turned around, leaned over and looked at him, his voice was very low and good: "Little man, how long are you going to follow me?" ”

Shorty? This is the old man's first impression of him?!

Not good.

Ugly.

"Old man, the nest wants to follow you. The nest does not talk about why. ”

That's an honest answer.

Jin Shiyu frowned.

Old man? Is he that old?

Song Qinglu looked surprised and asked, "Mr. Jin, who is this child?" ”

"He's supposed to be Daddy." Before Jin Shiyu spoke, Xiao Nien spoke first.

Song Qing was stunned.

Should???

Jin Shiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, very surprised: "When will I be your father?" ”

Isn't it? The nests are obviously very similar! Don't believe you, take a magnifying glass and zoom in!

Xiao Nan En hesitated and asked, "Uncle, don't you think you look like a nest?" The nest is your miniature version. ”

Jin Shiyu: "......"

Song Qing: "......"

"Children, Mr. Jin has an important meeting to preside. Are you going to play with toys? Shall I let the big brother next to me take you to play? Song Qing's face was a little serious in his ability.

When talking to Xiao Nanen, Song Qing tried to be as soft as possible, but the tone was still a little unfriendly, anyway, Xiao Nanen didn't like it.

Xiao Nanen shook her head, and took the initiative to walk over and hug Jin Shiyu's legs: "All those who try to break up the father-son relationship between the nest and the old man are bad people, and the nest doesn't like it." ”