"Little Uncle Daddy!" Xiaoxi had been with him for a day, and the two of them were already very familiar, and when they saw Han Wenbo, they quickly jumped off the quilt, ran over and took his hand, raised their heads and asked, "You came to see me, right?" ”

Han Wenbo squatted down, pinched Xiaoxi's pink cheeks, and said, "Yes, because the lovely Xiaoxi left a very good impression on the little uncle and father, so I can't wait to come and see you." ”

"Thank you! And what about the little uncle? Why didn't he come? She still has a little impression of the little uncle who has a cold face all day long, and studies the game with his head down, but he always likes to bully her, huh!

"He's going to choose a school today, and when he's free, he'll come to see you."

"Hmm!" Xiaoxi nodded happily.

She is optimistic by nature, and it seems that she has not affected her mood at all because she lives in such a simple board house, listening to the chaotic sounds outside, and eating such a simple disappointment, and she is always smiling, and the two small pear vortices on the corners of her mouth are very cute, and her happiness will unconsciously infect the people around her.

"Sit down, sit, don't just stand, sit and eat." Ling Yunming really didn't expect that his adopted daughter could be friends with someone like Han Wenbo, and he was immediately enthusiastic.

"Dad, you can eat, I'm ...... Take him out to eat. Ling Tongyu was really embarrassed to let Han Wenbo, who came for the first time, sit in this kind of place and eat such rough food.

He must be the same as Han Jifeng, every food he eats has been cooked with the most care by the most professional and top chefs, how can he get used to eating this kind of coarse grain.

"No, let's go together." But unexpectedly, Han Wenbo pulled Xiaoxi to sit down together, and he didn't look uncomfortable at all.

"Ouch, Xiaoyu, Mr. Han doesn't dislike it at all, what are you embarrassed to do, let's eat together, Mr. Han, let's have two drinks together?" Ling Yunming enthusiastically took out his second pot head and invited him arrogantly.

"Thanks, I don't drink." Even if Han Wenbo refuses, his actions and tone exude a faint elegance.

After eating a simple breakfast in a simple room, Han Wenbo drove Ling Tongyu and Xiaoxi, first sent Xiaoxi to school, and then drove Ling Tongyu to the company.

When he watched his daughter disappear from sight, Ling Yunming hurriedly walked back to the board room, took out a small piece of things hidden under the floor, put it in his arms, and then took out all his money from his pocket, a crumpled fifty yuan, and some scattered five yuan, one, and a few coins, not a hundred in total, all on the table, and walked out.

He walked to the door, looked back at the simple furnishings inside, and said-

"Xiaoyu, I'm sorry! I think this Mr. Han is good, he should take care of you! Don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

After saying that, he put on his hat, bent his waist, put his hands in his pockets, and left in a hurry with his head down!

And Ling Tongyu, who was about to reset a home for her father and daughter and her disappeared sister, didn't notice at all that a bigger conspiracy was slowly approaching her.

*

Han Wenbo's car.

Xiaoxi is still hurrying to draw the design draft, Ye Zhenzhen gave her a very heavy task, and she didn't have time to draw when she was in the company, so she could only hurry up and commute to work.

Han Wenbo held the steering wheel in his hand, turned his head to look at Ling Tongyu who was looking down and drawing bitterly next to him, and heard the sound of her constantly tearing paper along the way.

"What's wrong? Didn't find a good material? ”

Ling Tongyu sighed, rubbed his temples, and said, "I don't know what's wrong?" This time, I always felt that something was wrong, and I couldn't find a perfect feeling, probably because this disaster affected my mood, and I suddenly felt that life has a very cruel side, and the power of people is very small. ”

Ling Tongyu suddenly felt a little frustrated.

"Perfect? Do you think the ultimate goal of fashion design is to strive for perfection? ”

“……？” Ling Tongyu's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

Han Wenbo hit the steering wheel, the car got on the highway, and it looked like the Korean Group in front of him.

He said: "I have always felt that no matter how much time and effort you spend in the clothing business, in the end you should not look too perfect, there must always be a small place that looks more casual, even messy, so that everything will look unintentional, there are no perfect people, there are no perfect clothes, you say? ”

"There are no perfect people, and there are no perfect clothes?" Ling Tongyu chewed on Han Wenbo's words in retrospect, looked at the design draft that had been drawn half in his hand, and fell into new thinking.

"Here we are." Just thinking about it, the Korean Group has arrived.

Han Wenbo got out of the car gentlemanly first, opened the car door, Ling Tongyu walked out of the car with his bag, Han Wenbo's unintentional words just now seemed to give her a new idea.

"Uncle." At this time, a low and cold voice came from the side, and when he looked up, it turned out to be Han Jifeng, who got out of the car in a wheelchair, with an expression on his face as usual, like a plaster, Wen Lei dutifully stood behind him and pushed the wheelchair.

Thinking that he would say goodbye, Ling Tongyu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, nodded slightly and shouted, "President." ”

Shouldn't he have stayed at home to recuperate? Why did you come to the company so soon?

But Han Jifeng didn't seem to see her, and his eyes didn't stop at all on her.

"Ji Feng......" Han Wenbo walked over and looked at his injured leg and foot, "Why don't you stay at home to recuperate, just leave the company's affairs to others for the time being."

"Don't treat me as a disabled person, it's just a minor injury, it's not in the way. It's all here, let's go in and have a look. Wen Lei pushed Han Jifeng in front of Han Wenbo.

Han Wenbo glanced up at the building, a subtle look flashed in his eyes, and said, "No, I still have things to do, see you in the evening." He patted Han Jifeng on the shoulder, then waved his hand at Ling Tongyu, left him with a smile, and got into the car, and the car quickly left the Korean Group.

Han Jifeng was pushed by Wen Lei and walked into the company lobby, Ling Tongyu followed behind with her head down, she originally thought that Han Jifeng would ask her why she didn't say goodbye, but until he entered the president's exclusive elevator, he didn't say a word to her, that look, as if he didn't know her.

Ling Tongyu watched his figure disappear into the elevator, breathed a deep sigh of relief, pressed the elevator to the clothing department, and rushed to his office.

*

Thanks to the gold medal (2 pieces) presented by the 94647736, the gold medal presented by Japan Aberdeen 00.