Searching through his memories, Yan Qing couldn't remember any contact he had with such a number one person.
But why do I always feel familiar, as if I have seen it before.
He rubbed his aching head and thought for a long time. The only thing he remembered was the little bun's eyes that were the same as his father's.
He must have seen the same look in the little guy's eyes before, so he felt familiar after seeing his father's eyes.
Little Baozi had been taken away by his biological father, and Yan Qing also got up and left.
……………
Lanshu——
As soon as the little guy came home, he got into an inexplicable cold war with his father.
The luxuriously decorated restaurant is equipped with European-style tables and chairs, showing luxury.
Huo Maocheng was sitting in the main seat. Since he was at home, he only wore a white shirt on his upper body. He took off his tie and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, completely exposing his half-covered Adam's apple to his sight. He looked sexy. The collarbone adds another benefit.
The sleeves were rolled up, exposing the nicely shaped wrist bones.
The man sat there and stared at the little guy, with calmness and seriousness in his dark eyes.
Little Baozi sat next to him.
The tableware in front of him was still neatly placed there, and the little bun was holding the milk bottle in one hand, with a puffed-up face.
The servants passing by looked here frequently and then again.
The young master and the young master have been having a cold war for more than half an hour.
The father and son have the same temperament, staring at each other, neither of them speaking, even their eyes are exactly the same.
After another five minutes, it was Huo Maocheng who finally couldn't stand it anymore and spoke calmly.
"Have a meal."
"I want sister." Geng Geng frowned.
"Have a meal."
The little guy grabbed the bottle and smashed it on the table: "I want my sister!"
"Eat!" Huo Maocheng gradually lost his patience and raised his voice two degrees. As a result, the little bun raised four degrees, and the bottle was smashed by him, but he still persisted.
"I want my sister!"
"Huo Zhiye!"
Huo Maocheng called him by his first name, with a warning in his tone.
Geng Geng was not afraid of him at all, and said with a bulging face: "You don't like me, and I don't like you either. I want to go back to the orphanage, and I want to find my sister."
After saying that, he slid off the chair, grabbed the bottle and ran to the living room very neatly.
When I came back just now, I put the little bundle on the sofa in the living room. After taking a big sip of milk, the little guy started to pack his luggage and put away his clothes. He also didn’t forget to put the milk powder can on the table and tied the bundle skillfully. , and then put it on the back.
Huo Maocheng: "..."
The man's face was extremely ugly, and the little bun was fearless, holding the bottle and carrying the bag and left.
Huo Maocheng gritted his teeth and told himself silently.
His own biological son.
The little guy was not tall but moved very quickly. He had already reached the door and was just one step away from stepping out of the house. His little collar was grabbed by a pair of hands, and in the next second, his body was in the air.
"Let me go, don't hug me--" Huo Mancheng firmly controlled his calf as he kicked hard.
When he couldn't move his legs, he took action. Originally, he was holding the bottle with two small hands, but now he was using one hand, freeing up the other hand to grab Huo Maocheng's face and pull it back and forth, causing the handsome face to become deformed.
"You don't want me, and I don't want you, I want my sister!"
When had Huo Maocheng's face been rubbed like this? He could clearly feel the little hands holding his face getting harder and harder——
"If you don't want to see my sister, just make a fuss."
Hearing his father's words, the still rebellious little bun stopped struggling decisively. Those eyes that were very similar to him but still full of immaturity looked straight at him, full of doubts.
"Have I lied to you?" Huo Maocheng replied, knowing what this little guy was suspecting.
"..." Little Baozi didn't say anything. He just looked at him carefully. It took a full minute before he looked away.
There was still a milk bottle in his other hand. He held it in both hands, bowed his head and drank the milk seriously, looking extremely arrogant.
Don't look down on the little one, but he is very strong and refuses to lower his head and say soft words.
………………
Yan Qing went home and lay on the bed. He was too tired today.
He took out his cell phone and called Jiang Yuan, but no one answered after two consecutive calls.
It seems that the interview is not over yet.
She wanted to explain and apologize for the missed interview and see if she could get another chance. It wasn't until she turned on her phone on the way home just now that she discovered that Jiang Yuan had sent her a text message, telling her that the person in charge of the interview was Henry. She was about to go in and her phone needed to be turned off and handed in.
Henry is notoriously strict in the industry. I heard that he judges interviewees based on the requirements of full-time employees from the beginning of the interview. What he hates most is that his subordinates are dishonest and dare to let him go, which will only affect him forever. Staying on the blacklist.
It's difficult to get a second interview opportunity from him.
Yan Qing had a headache.
I spent the whole day in the cafe and ate nothing except a piece of cake and two cups of coffee.
That's all, think about tomorrow's things tomorrow, eat first.
I opened the takeout platform and found a stir-fry restaurant with good reviews.
Thinking that Jiang Yuan hadn't eaten all day like him, he didn't know what time it would be when the interview was over, so he ordered one for her and asked her to come over when the time came.
So I ordered two more dishes and an additional portion of rice.
After ordering, I took my nightgown and went to take a shower.
After taking a shower, I wrapped my hair and came out. I glanced at my phone and saw that the takeout had been delivered. I put on my slippers and brought the takeout from the door in. I put it in the insulated box to keep it warm. Then I took out the hair dryer from the room and plugged it in. I went with my left hand. Unbutton the dry hair cap, take advantage of this time, click into the WeChat dialog box with Jiang Yuan, and hold down the button.
"Yuanyuan, I ordered takeout. You can come to my place to eat directly after the interview—"
"Ding dong - ding dong -"
Before she finished speaking, the doorbell sounded in her ears, and her hand was still pressed on the screen.
She usually lives alone and has no other human contacts. The only person who can come to her is her friend Jiang Yuan.
Her door lock is a password unlocked by fingerprint, and Jiang Yuan has entered his fingerprint——
Before she could think about it, electronic sound came from outside.
【verification failed】
This was followed by a very light knock on the door.
Hearing the familiar knock on the door, Yan Qing relaxed a little. She didn't know what was going on with her fingerprint code lock. It seemed to be deliberately trying to make things difficult for Jiang Yuan. It was obviously a normal recognition, but failed to authenticate her five times out of ten. , I had no choice but to enter the password, otherwise I would have to knock on the door.
For safety reasons, Yan Qing would change the password of the password lock every once in a while. He just changed it yesterday and didn't have time to tell Jiang Yuan.
Before unbuttoning the dry hair hat, Yan Qing canceled the voice recording and stood up to open the door.
He said as he walked to the door and opened it.
"Why are you back so early? I thought you -"
The door was half opened, but Jiang Yuan was not seen. Looking down, he saw a furry little head.
"elder sister!"
There was a milky sound, and the little bun was still wearing today's clothes, and the little baggage on his back was gone. He raised his head and looked at her without blinking, his beautiful little mouth curved wide, and his eyes were shining.
Behind the little one is a pair of straight and long legs.
Guessing who the owner of these long legs was, an electric current shot through his body. Yan Qing shuddered and his eyes slowly moved upward.
Those long legs were longer than her life, her attractive waist and narrow hips, and above that, there was a face similar to that of a little bun.
Huo Maocheng didn't expect to see this scene as soon as the door opened, and he was stunned.
Both sides met with dull eyes.
