"This case is a bit complicated, we have to investigate the other party's company clearly..."

Fan Xing was discussing work with his colleagues. A bouquet of roses was placed on the desk, blocking the computer in front of her.

Turning his head and facing Jiang Longsheng's smiling peach blossom eyes, the corners of his eyes trembled.

When a colleague saw Jiang Longsheng screaming excitedly, "Mr. Jiang, I finally saw you alive. You are my male god!"

Seeing his colleague's exaggerated appearance, Fan Xing was speechless.

Seeing that Fan Xing was indifferent, Jiang Longsheng deliberately smiled at her colleague. This smile made the colleague feel that the flowers around him were blooming. Little Star kept popping out, holding the notebook with a red face, "Can you sign a letter for me?"

"Of course it's OK."

Jiang Longsheng glanced at Fan Xing's black head, and he saw that most of them were popular.

After signing, the colleague asked for a photo.

Of course, Jiang Longsheng did not refuse.

Seeing Jiang Longsheng's arm resting on his colleague's shoulders, although he was not close, Fan Xing burst into anger.

I looked at the roses on the table and became more disliked, as if I was mocking her.

Picking up the flowers, Fan Xing walked to the door and threw them into the trash can in the corridor.

Jiang Longsheng's face darkened. This woman actually threw away the flowers he sent.

Several female colleagues came over to ask for autographs and photos, and Jiang Longsheng agreed.

Fan Xing thought she was deaf and blind, and her fingers were typing on the keyboard, looking like she was concentrating on her work.

To help all those who want to sign their autographs and those who want to take photos together, Jiang Longsheng stood behind Fan Xing, wanting to hear her say something.

But Fan Xing didn't even give him a corner of his eyes.

When did Jiang Longsheng receive such treatment? Thinking of what Zhuang Weiren said just now, he pulled Fan Xing away.

"Hey, you're crazy, I'm working." Fan Xing cursed in anger.

Jiang Longsheng pulled Fan Xing out of the Zhuang Building with a cold face, stuffed her directly into the car, and left!

My colleagues were all stunned.

Zhuang Weiren stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at Jiang Longsheng's car away, and smiled.

Suddenly, he missed his wife very much, so Zhuang Weiren took out his cell phone and called Guo Xiaoman.

Guo Xiaoman just finished the meeting and smiled when he saw the phone, "Hey!"

Bai Yanran knew who was calling when she heard Guo Xiaoman's gentle tone. She pursed her lips and smiled, leaving the space for Guo Xiaoman.

"Wife, I miss you."

Guo Xiaoman touched her face, "Are you stimulated?" Datian said such direct and numb words, which made her face blush. Fortunately, Bai Yanran went out, otherwise she would be laughed at her when she saw it.

Didn’t you be stimulated? Zhuang Weiren touched his forehead, "Let’s have dinner outside tonight. Recently, a new French dish is opened. Let’s try it." "Okay, I’ll pick up Lele after get off work first. Just send me the address."

Zhuang Weiren's mouth twitched, why did he forget this little tail? "Wife, can we have a meal? Don't bring you a happy life?"

"Zhuang Weiren, he is your own son, not adopted." How could his father dislike his son like this?

Zhuang Weiren sighed and said reluctantly, "Okay, take Lele with you." It seems that it will become a luxury to have a meal with his wife in the future.

"Be good, I'll be busy with work first, wait for a meeting!" Before Zhuang Weiren could answer Guo Xiaoman and hung up the phone, he was working.

Looking at the phone being hung up, Zhuang Weiren was helpless. Other women returned to their families after getting married and took care of their husbands and children. Why did his wife still have such a strong career aspiration?

How long has it been since they made an appointment? They finally found an opportunity and brought Lele's little follower.

I am three years old and still stick to my mother every day. Is this a man? Isn’t it a promising person?

Lele was playing with toys with Fang Zhi and suddenly squirted.

He stretched out his little fat hand and rubbed his nose, "Grandpa, someone misses me."

Fang Zhi laughed, "We Lele is so cute, of course someone misses you."

After get off work, Guo Xiaoman packed up his things and drove to the house.

Fearing that Zhuang Weiren and others were anxious, they took Lele and left.

When I arrived at the restaurant, I saw that Zhuang Weiren was already sitting there.

When he arrived at the table, Zhuang Weiren stood up and hugged Lele and sat on the children's exclusive chair, glaring at his head, the little follower.

"Dad, mom, I squirted while playing with my grandpa this afternoon. I watched it on TV and said that someone missed me. It turned out that someone really missed me. You guys bring me some delicious food tonight."

Zhuang Weiren touched his chin, and in the afternoon he seemed to be scolding his son.

Guo Xiaoman smiled and touched Lele's head, "We Lele are the cutest."

"Haha, grandpa said so at that time." Lele's eyes narrowed into a line with a happy smile.

After the waiter served the food, Lele ate it all over the mouth. This dish was so delicious.

"Lele, you are so fat that you are so fat. Are you sure you will continue to eat?" Zhuang Weiren glanced at his son's eating habit and said disgusted.

Lele's mouth was neither spitting out the flesh nor swallowing it. She turned to look at Guo Xiaoman.

Guo Xiaoman patted his little shoulder, "Don't listen to your dad, it's delicious."

"Yes." Lele nodded heavily and swallowed the flesh in his mouth with confidence.

"Lele, you are going to kindergarten soon. If you are so fat, you won't be able to find a girlfriend." Zhuang Weiren continued to dislike his son. Anyway, there was a little follower tonight, so he was just unhappy.

Lele's expression was almost crying, and he didn't want to eat it.

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Guo Xiaoman: Zhuang Weiren, you are so old and still jealous of your son. Are you ashamed?

Zhuang Weiren: No matter how young he is, he is still a man.

Lele: I am not young anymore, I am three years old, I want to protect my mother.

Zhuang Weiren spread his hands: Look, he is my little rival.

Guo Xiaoman was too lazy to deal with Zhuang Weiren and left with his son in his arms.

Zhuang Weiren: It’s a promise to kiss my husband.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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