On this day, Han Jifeng came back very late, it was about twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and when he walked into the living room, he saw Ling Tongyu sitting on the sofa, still holding something in his hand, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Young Master, Miss Xiaoyu has been waiting for you for a long time." The housekeeper Lao Zhu took Han Jifeng's coat off and said softly.

"Tell the kitchen, make a cup of coffee and a glass of milk." Han Jifeng untied his tie and walked in front of Ling Tongyu, "What can't you say tomorrow, you have to wait until so late?" ”

Despite a day of work, he was still like a vigorous leopard, full of sober combat power, running around continuously, and there was no fatigue on his face.

Ling Tongyu stood up and stood in front of her, at this moment, she was sleeping in the pink of home, her shoulder-length hair was scattered, because she had washed her hair, her hair was not completely dry, and she exuded a faint fragrance of lemon.

She bent down and solemnly placed a piece of paper in front of Han Jifeng.

"What is this?" Han Jifeng sat on the sofa and stretched out a hand to pick up the paper.

"This is the contract I asked Lao Zhu to take, and I have already stamped my fingerprint. Because you are Xiaoxi's biological father, it is reasonable for you to provide her with what she is doing, but I can't touch this light, so from tomorrow, I will reimburse me for all the expenses incurred in living here in the form of work. But everything here is too expensive, and I'm afraid it will be more troublesome for me to pay it back, so from tomorrow, I will only eat breakfast here, lunch will be settled in the company, and dinner will be eaten outside, please also put a handprint on it. ”

Han Jifeng looked at the so-called contract in his hand, and listened to Ling Tongyu's serious appearance, he rubbed his temples and said-

"Really, there is a lot of turmoil outside, and the family doesn't let me worry, what do you want to do? Women are such a nuisance. ”

"You don't have to worry so much, just sign and do what I say, I won't eat you for nothing." Ling Tongyu didn't look at him and said indifferently.

Han Jifeng looked her up and down, left and right for a moment, "Why do you want to play a play, what are you stimulated?" ”

Ling Tongyu stood up and said as he walked towards his Xiaoxi's room, "That's it, I don't want the room for me, I'll squeeze together with Xiaoxi." ”

"Hey! Feed! Han Jifeng looked at her back and sat on the sofa and shouted, but Ling Tongyu left without looking back.

"Is the milk frothy?"

"No, save some money."

Han Jifeng looked at the housekeeper with a confused gaze, "Old Zhu, what's wrong with her?" ”

Lao Zhu also shook his head, "Young Master, I don't know, Miss Xiaoyu came back from the company today and is fine, playing in the garden with Miss Xiaoxi." ”

Han Jifeng crumpled the contract and threw it on the coffee table in front of him, "Throw this thing away, send the coffee to my room, let her go." ”

With that, he also got up and went back to his room, muttering as he walked, "Really, why are you squeezing together with your daughter, I can't do something bad if I want to." ”

Sure enough, in the next few days, Ling Tongyu began to work like a maid in the villa, sweeping the floor, washing dishes, wiping tables, going to the garden to water plants, in short, she rushed to do everything she could.

Han Jifeng sat on the sofa, his slender legs folded together, while flipping through the magazine, while sipping coffee, his eyes looked through the huge glass window at Ling Tongyu, who was diligently cleaning the glass outside.

A feeling of anxiety suddenly swelled up in his heart, and he threw the magazine in his hand on the coffee table with a snap, and said-

"It's really crazy, the woman I Han Jifeng fancies, why don't she take the unlimited gold card I gave her to go shopping and buy something for herself?"

The president obviously didn't realize that Ling Tongyu was not doing something, but had something in his heart.

"Young Master, do you have any orders?" Lao Zhu walked up to him at the right time, bent down and asked.

"Call her in, I've got something to say to her." Han Jifeng pointed to the woman washing the rag over there.

"Yes." Lao Zhu went to call Ling Tongyu as he instructed, but after a while, he walked back.

"How?"

"Miss Xiaoyu said, if you have anything to do, go over by yourself, she has something to do." With a faint smile on the corner of his lips, Lao Zhu relayed Ling Tongyu's words to his master.

"This woman ......" Han Jifeng almost choked on coffee, looked at the person over there who was as serious about cleaning the glass as he was wiping his face, he bit his lower lip, stood up, and said with a straight face, "It's all for Xiaoxi's sake." ”

The early spring sunshine had a hint of warmth, and after a morning of work, Ling Tongyu's body began to heat up, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his face was also red.

She lifted her hand, wiped her sweat, washed the rag, and resumed wiping the glass.

In the distance, a man walked towards her, until the figure enveloped her, she paused, raised her head, and squinted slightly at the man in front of her.

Resting at home today, he was wearing a gray woolen sweater with jeans underneath, his slender and straight legs were even more straight, his hands were in his pants, and his face was very disapproving.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Ling Tongyu lowered his eyes, grabbed the rag in his hand, and asked.

"Nope." Han Jifeng replied briefly.

"Oh." Ling Tongyu continued to bend down to wash the rag.

"Can you take a break and have a cup of coffee with me?" He continued.

"Nope." She shook her head, not loud but determined.

“…… Ling Tongyu, you ......" Han Jifeng suddenly found that he had been in love for many years, but he had nothing to do with this tendon woman, anyway, he couldn't put down his face to beg her or what, "Forget it, if you want to wipe it, just wipe it." ”

With that, he turned and left.

Thinking about it, he took the car and went out, Ling Tongyu only heard the sound of the accelerator slamming forward.

Vice President of Korea, Gong Wansen at home.

He stood in the doorway in a nightgown, his solid bronzed skin on his chest, revealing a lazy sensuality.

At this moment, he was sleepy-eyed, looked at the uninvited people, and yawned—

"President, I'm working hard for you in the company, and you won't give me a good night's sleep on the weekend, what do you want to do?"

Han Jifeng turned to his side and lay down on his bed, his hands behind his head.

Gong Wansen suddenly ran out of sleepy insects, "No, so early, you came to sleep with me?" I'll be scared. ”

As he spoke, he deliberately put on his nightgown a little tighter, making him look like a pure little sheep.