On the other side, because there were still many people waiting in the conference room, Zhou Heng didn't stay long after taking the two of them to the office, and hurriedly entered the conference room after a few simple words.

Liao Wen took Zhou Congee and waited for him in the office, perhaps because it was just a temporary office of the branch office, with only a set of sofas and a job.

"Mommy, how long do we have to wait for Dad?" Zhou porridge is a little boring.

She knew that her father had a job and couldn't disturb his work, but she hadn't seen her father for a long time, and she had a lot of things to tell him.

Liao Wen rubbed Zhou Congee's little head: "Dad knows that Congee Congee is waiting for her, she will definitely work quickly." ”

Zhou Congee responded slowly.

At this time, the assistant assistant knocked on the door and brought tea and pastries, explaining: "This is what Mr. Zhou asked me to send because I was worried that my wife was hungry, but the company didn't have these preparations and went out for a trip that delayed the time." ”

Liao Wen naturally thanked her politely, and the tea was fragrant all over the room, which was the jasmine tea she liked.

At the same time, the meeting, after waiting for more than ten minutes for the managers, finally coughed lightly: "Go on." ”

Several managers glanced at each other, but they still didn't have the courage to soda to probe Zhou Heng's gossip, but just now they heard a woman's voice on the phone.

And Zhou Heng seemed to have ordered the assistant before entering the conference room: "Prepare some pastries for Madame, Madame likes to drink jasmine tea." ”

In the office, Liao Wen was drinking tea, and Zhou Congee was not interested in flower tea, so he obediently sat beside Liao Wen and ate pastries.

Zhou Congee ate two pastries, and Liao Wen accompanied her to watch a cartoon.

The sky outside the window was getting dark, and Zhou Heng finally came back, and the original tiredness in his eyes dissipated the moment he opened the door.

Under the soft lamp, Liao Wen was telling a fairy tale to Zhou Congee: "The little donkey cried across the river with two bags of cotton, and this time she deliberately fell into the water..."

It should have heard the movement of opening the door, and Liao Wen's voice stopped.

"Daddy!" The little girl was the first to speak, and her voice was crisp and vivid.

Liao Wen also put down her mobile phone and looked up: "Have you finished the meeting?" ”

"Hmm." Zhou Heng responded, his voice a little hoarse.

Zhou Congee was much more enthusiastic, jumped down from the sofa directly, trotted in front of Zhou Heng, raised his head and asked.

"Dad, did you miss me and Mommy!"

Zhou Heng's eyes fell on Liao Wen, gentle and scorching: "Well, I really want to." ”

Liao Wen naturally noticed Zhou Heng's gaze, she felt that Zhou Heng wanted to talk to her, and she was inexplicably embarrassed, so she looked away and stroked her hair embarrassedly.

At this time, the "purr" broke the embarrassing scene.

Zhou Congee rubbed his little belly and winked innocently: "The stomach is screaming, it's not me." ”

Liao Wen also came back to her senses and chuckled, and rubbed Zhou Congee's little belly, lying on her stomach softly.

Zhou Heng's face was a little more guilty, his wife and daughter came all the way to find him, but he let the two of them go hungry in the office.

"You're both hungry, don't you blame me for tossing too late, go out and eat something to cushion your stomach first?"

Liao Wen also responded, she was fine, but Zhou Congee was a child who did not fight hunger.

It's past seven o'clock now, and it's almost past dinner.

The restaurant didn't go too far, just in a small restaurant nearby, Zhou Heng ordered three dishes first, and then ordered an egg custard for Zhou Congee before giving the menu to Liao Wen.

"Let's see what else you want to eat."

Liao Wen took over the menu, the three dishes ordered by Zhou Heng were all her favorite dishes, Liao Wen paused and added a soup and returned the menu to the waiter.

Because it was not a meal, the restaurant served quickly, and the family of three chatted and ate.

Of course, it was basically Zhou Congee who opened her mouth to chatter, Liao Wen looked at her with a smile and responded twice from time to time, while Zhou Hengqi looked at Liao Wen.

It wasn't until Zhou Congee finished saying that Zhou Heng said something to arrange: "The work here has basically been completed, I originally planned to rush back tonight, you will stay one more night when you come, and our family will go back together tomorrow." ”

As soon as Zhou Heng's voice fell, Zhou Congee couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly tugged on Zhou Heng's clothes: "Dad, how can we go back?" ”

Zhou Heng didn't think much about it, just thought it was a child's curiosity and patted the little girl's head again and explained patiently.

"Just like when Zhou Congee came, we will drive back, and we will leave tomorrow morning and arrive in the afternoon."

However, when he said this, Zhou Congee was anxious: "Dad can't drive back!" ”

The little girl was still a little anxious when she spoke, and blushed: "It will crash." ”

If other people said such unlucky things in front of Zhou Heng, he would probably be unhappy, but in front of him was his own little girl.

He was surprised and rubbed Zhou Congee's head: "No, didn't Zhou Congee also come by bodyguard when he came?" ”

"Dad, we dreamed that you crashed, and that dream was really scary." Zhou Congee said that his eyes were sour, and he was very aggrieved, and Zhou Heng didn't believe his words.

Zhou Congee has always been a relatively well-behaved and sensible child, and suddenly it was a dream like this, and Zhou Heng was going to say something.

Liao Wen also thought of that dream, and her face couldn't help but turn pale: "Otherwise, don't drive, buy a high-speed rail ticket, and we'll take the high-speed rail back." ”

"Although everything must be scientific, Zhou Congee and I had similar dreams at the same time, which really makes people can't help but think about it."

Zhou Congee nodded desperately on the side: "Yes, Dad, don't let us worry." ”

The little girl's eyes were round and her expression was serious and serious, which amused Zhou Heng.

"Okay." Although Zhou Heng was helpless, he also agreed.

He didn't believe in any dreams, but his wife and daughter insisted that he didn't want to put his wife and daughter at ease.

Zhou Congee breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on his face was much brighter, thinking of something at any time. Pouted and sighed: "Sure enough, Dad won't listen to me, only Mom?" ”

Liao Wen snorted out laughing and kissed Zhou Congee on the forehead: "Dad will listen to it when he sees what we have said and thinks it makes sense." ”

Zhou Heng's eyes are extraordinarily gentle, his wife is gentle, and her daughter is well-behaved, which is the life she once dreamed of.

After eating, Zhou Heng took Liao Wen and Zhou Congee to his apartment, which was specially bought for the convenience of work, which was very close to the company.

Because Zhou Heng does not have requirements for the accommodation environment, he has not touched it since he bought it, and the whole is the decoration of the model room, which looks exceptionally empty.

Because there was nothing at home, Zhou Heng went to a nearby supermarket to buy toiletries for the two, leaving Liao Wen and Zhou Congee to rest here.

Liao Wen briefly looked around the apartment, it was a two-bedroom house, how to sleep?

It stands to reason that she and Zhou Heng are husband and wife and should sleep together,... But it always feels a little awkward.

If Zhou Heng proposed it later, how could she refuse? But it's not that I don't want to, it's just... It's too fast.

After thinking about it, Liao Wen pursed her lips and squatted down to discuss with Zhou Congee.

"Zhou Congee, you tell your father tonight that you want your mother to sleep in a room, and your mother will continue to tell you stories."