Chapter 609: It's a bit of a conscience, I haven't forgotten him

Chapter 609: It's a bit of a conscience, I haven't forgotten him

  Chapter 609 is a bit conscientious, I haven’t forgotten him

  Seeing his mother's expression, Lu Hanyao guessed what the little girl must have agreed to, and couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling.

   Before her son could ask, Jian Jie said with a happy face, "Zhizhi told me to bring me sweet potatoes and yams when I come back to the capital."

  Lu Hanyao was noncommittal, "It's getting late, you should go back and rest early."

   Jian Jie looked at him, "What about you? Are you still not off work so late?"

   "I'm ready, there are still a few documents to be signed, and I will leave work after signing."

   "Can't you sign tomorrow?"

   "It needs to be used tomorrow morning."

Jian Jie glared at him angrily, "If you can't, please ask a few more people to help you share the burden. Don't take everything on your shoulders. With you like this, even if you fall in love and get married, you don't have time to take care of your family. It's better to be alone. Come on, don't ruin the youth of other girls..."

   Jian Jie nagged for a long time before leaving.

  The large and spacious office fell silent.

  Outside the window is the radiant and bustling night scene, and behind him is the battlefield where he displays his grand plan and hegemony.

  He has spent thousands of nights like this, and he has long been used to it, but today he felt an inexplicable loneliness in his heart.

   "Patter."

  I thought it was the reason for quitting smoking, but after taking two puffs, I felt dull.

  Lu Hanyao put out the cigarette into the ashtray, rubbed his finger on the pitch-black screen of the phone for a while, and finally couldn't resist swiping to turn on the screen, and clicked on the little girl's WeChat chat box.

  The message was still on the one he sent in the afternoon, but the little girl didn't reply.

  【Su Tingting has returned to Ningcheng, it is best not to go out alone. 】

  After sending the message, Lu Hanyao returned to his desk, picked up the documents on the desk, looked through them, and signed them.

  Time passed by one minute and one second.

   "Ding Dong."

  Hearing the notification tone of the new message on the phone, Lu Hanyao put down his pen and picked up the phone.

  The moment she saw the news clearly, her phoenix eyes were filled with a smile.

  【I see, do you want sweet potatoes? 】

   I still have a conscience, and I haven't forgotten him.

  【Is it convenient to talk? My brother still has some work to do, let me tell you by voice. 】

  Receiving the message, Su Zhi hesitated before replying, [Wait for me. 】

  After replying to the message, she put the phone in her pocket, plugged in the electric blanket, adjusted the temperature, and turned on the new air conditioner.

  In the main room, Xu Mei saw her coming out of the room, and subconsciously asked, "Is grandma's bed ready?"

   "It's done, the electric blanket is plugged in, and I can sleep in a while."

  Old Mrs. Xu on the sofa stretched out her hand to hold her, and boasted with a smile: "Zhizhi is really capable, get tired, sit down and have a rest."

  Su Zhi pursed her lips, "Grandma, I haven't done my homework today, so I'll go back to my room to do my homework first, and I'll talk to you tomorrow."

  Mrs. Xu quickly let go of her hand, "That's fine, Zhizhi, you go back to your room and do your homework first, don't worry about me."

  Backing back to the room, Su Zhi closed the door, gently pushed the latch, and then took out the cell phone in her pocket.

   After finding out that the earphone was plugged into the phone, Su Zhi made a voice call to Lu Hanyao.

  Lu Hanyao hung up her voice and called back the video call.

  I haven't seen you for a few days, and the little girl seems to have grown a lot better again. Her palm-sized face is as white and tender as an egg that has just been peeled off its shell.

  Lu Hanyao loosened the tie around his throat, and drank half a cup of already cold tea before suppressing the throbbing and impetuousness in his heart.

   "What did you do at home?"

"Did not do anything."

  The little girl looked at him with clean and clear deer eyes, "Aren't you off work so late?"

  (end of this chapter)