The lights above his head fell, and a light halo was inlaid on his black head, which also softened his cold and hard temperament a little.

He listened quietly to the person in charge of the branch above to make a report, occasionally raising his hand to signal the other party to pause, then sharply pointed out the other party's shortcomings and gave suggestions for handling.

A meeting came down, from the beginning to the end, for a full three hours.

When Zhong Nanqin returned to the presidential office, he would come to the heads of different branches to talk to him about work.

By the time I finished everything, it was almost a little bit.

Yan Qingming brought the food in, which was made by the group canteen.

One meat, one vegetable, two dishes, one soup, one portion of rice.

Zhong Nanqin went into the lounge to wash his hands. After he came out, Yan Qingming had already arranged the food for him.

After he sat down, he picked up the chopsticks and looked up at Yan Qingming beside him, "Have you eaten?"

"I've eaten it."

"Well," Zhong Nanqin picked up the rice, took a bite, and then ordered, "Call me a call to the suburban villa, and I will take my family to take my hot spring tomorrow."

"good."

.........

After lunch, Zhong Nanqin had time to take out his cell phone and take a look.

There was a call from Su Mian on it, and it was twelve o'clock.

He glanced at the time, it was already half past, so he immediately went back to her.

When the phone rang, Su Mian fell asleep on the desk in the office.

The sudden ringtone of the cell phone woke her up.

She sat up, took the phone aside and looked at it. Seeing that it was Zhong Nanqin who called it, she picked it up and said, "Hey."

Because of the reason I just slept, Su Mian's voice was a bit lazy and powerless.

“Take a nap?”

Zhong Nanqin's low and magnetic voice came from the phone microphone, twitching Su Mian's eardrums, making her unable to help but raise the corners of her lips.

"Well, are you finished?"

"This Friday, we had a meeting for a morning, and after that, we met several branch leaders."

Su Mian deliberately teased him, "Is Mr. Zhong so busy every day?"

Zhong Nanqin curled his lips and his voice became deeper, "Are you doubting me?"

"No," Su Mian replied to him coquettishly, "I am very busy too, so I don't have time to do that boring thing."

"Yes, Director Su is busy with everything. If I want to see you in the future, do you have to make an appointment in advance?"

"Of course, I won't see you without an appointment."

"Little thing," Zhong Nanqin laughed softly, his laughter was sexy and seductive, "Give me some color and you can open a dyeing shop for me."

His voice was too magnetic and beautiful, making Su Mian numb all over.

She was about to go back to him when something came from outside the door, and then she heard a knock on the door.

Su Mian immediately said to Zhong Nanqin on the other end, "Someone comes to find me, I'll hang up first."

"Wait for me after get off work."

"Um."

Su Mian hung up the phone and said to the door, "Please come in."

The door opened and a teacher from a small class came in.

"Director Su," the other party stood in front of her and said with a smile, "I want to ask you for leave."

"Is there something wrong?"

"Well, my sister gets married next Monday, and I am a bridesmaid, so I want to take a day off."

Su Mian agreed happily, "It's okay, you can make up for a leave note and hand it over to the finance department."

"Okay, thank you Director Su."

"You're welcome."

After seeing the other party off, Su Mian also started working in the afternoon, and this busyness lasted for three hours.

At half past four, Zhong Yibai came to find her with his schoolbag on his back. Su Mian was still a little untied, so he asked him to do his homework while waiting for her for a while.

She finished her work for another hour.

Before Zhong Nanqin came, she poured herself a glass of water and sat aside to watch Zhong Yibai draw.

Zhong Yibai was painting a tree. He drew a big tree, another very beautiful tree, and finally drew a very small sapling.

Su Mian asked him, "Are you drawing a tree family?"

"Wrong," Zhong Yibai pointed to the three trees on the drawing and said, "I'm drawing the three of us."

"Then why not draw people? We are not trees."

"Oh, it's just a metaphor," Zhong Yibai pointed to the largest tree and said to Su Mian, "This one is Dad, he grows the tallest, the largest and most powerful."

Immediately afterwards, he pointed to the pretty tree and said, "This is you, you are a woman, so be more beautiful."

"I am the little one," Zhong Yibai was proud, "I am still a small seedling that cannot withstand the wind and rain, so I have to hide between you and my father."

Su Mian felt soft, and she reached out to touch the furry curly hair on his head, and looked at Zhong Yibai's eyes soft.

At this moment, in her heart, Zhong Yibai was her child.

She likes him just as he likes her.

......

It was almost six o'clock when Zhong Nanqin came.

In the car, while the car was stopped at the red light, Zhong Yibai took out the painting and handed it to Zhong Nanqin in front of him, "Dad, keep this words well, I gave it to you."

Zhong Nanqin reached out to take it, opened it and placed it in the dark compartment beside him.

Zhong Yibai looked at him with disgust and couldn't help rolling his eyes secretly.

Finally, he couldn't help asking Zhong Nanqin, "Dad, why didn't you ask me why I suddenly gave you a painting?"

Zhong Nanqin turned around, his ink-colored eyes glanced at him lightly, and then said coldly, "Say whatever you want to say."

Zhong Yibai curled his lips and looked at Su Mian sitting beside him, and said to her depressedly, "Did you see it? This is the legendary stepfather. I can't feel a trace of warmth from him."

Su Mian raised his hand and touched his little head with a sympathetic look on his face, "You must have lived a hard life after being with him for so many years."

"Oh," Zhong Yibai raised his hand and wiped it on his eyes, looking sad, "Don't mention the bitter past again, I'm afraid I can't bear it."

Su Mian was deeply impressed by his acting skills and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

Seeing someone so supportive, Zhong Yibai put on a cool look and then pretended to be deep, "Don't be obsessed with me, brother is just a legend."

As soon as he finished speaking, the car started, causing Zhong Yibai, who had not had time to take back his shape, to hit the front seat.

Suddenly, he was so painful that he grinned and cried.

Su Mian reached out and carried him into his arms, lowered his head to check if there was any injury on his forehead.

When she saw a red piece on her tender forehead, she felt so distressed that she quickly lowered her head to Zhong Yibai.

After calling, she looked up at the man driving the car, looking disagreeable, "You almost hurt the child."

Zhong Nanqin raised his eyes and looked at her indifferently through the rearview mirror in the car, without saying anything.

Zhong Yibai was nestled in Su Mian's arms, screaming in pain, "Su Su, I feel so painful, I want you to blow it on me."

"Okay," Su Mian hugged Zhong Yibai, and told him while blowing red forehead, "You must be good when you take the bus in the future and you can't move around anymore."

Zhong Yibai nodded with tears in his eyes, then leaned in her arms, looking at the man driving in front of him with a resentful look on his face.

At this moment, Zhong Yibai had only one sentence in his heart... If it were because Zhong Laoer had too much money, he wouldn't have lived with him anymore.

......

Arrive at the old house.

As soon as the car stopped, Zhong Yibai jumped out of the car and rushed into the arms of the old lady waiting beside her, accusing Zhong Nanqin of abuse of him.

The old lady looked at the red piece on his forehead, hugged him with pain, and kept calling out the little dog in her mouth.

"You go into the house first, I will help you clean up your dad later."

With the support of the old lady, Zhong Yibai was like a general who had won a battle, carrying his schoolbag and taking the lead in the house with great confidence.

Su Mian walked to the old lady with the prepared gift and reached out to hand it over, "Auntie, this is a specialty I brought back from Jiangcheng, and I will bring it to you and my uncle for taste."

The old lady reached out to take it with a smile on her face, "Girl, you are not allowed to bring gifts at home in the future. We will be a family in the future, so you don't have to be so polite."

Su Mian nodded shyly, "Okay."
To be continued...