Hundreds of billions of presidents dote on his wife and become mad

Chapter 910

Zhan Yin didn't know that he worked so hard and tossed so many people in the company. After calming down for seven days, he asked Haitong out to meet again on Monday, the beginning of a new week.

After a week of recuperation, Haitong's hand injury has healed a lot, at least it no longer affects her driving.

Zhan Yin asked Haitong to meet at the presidential suite on the top floor of Guancheng Hotel.

Hai Tong brought Yang Yang with her.

The little guy followed her today. My sister's shop was about to be renovated, and I was very busy in the past few days. My sister didn't have time to take care of Yangyang, so I entrusted Yangyang to her.

"Eldest young lady."

Ah Qi took her colleagues and stood at the entrance of the hotel waiting for Hai Tong. Seeing Hai Tong getting off the car with Yang Yang in her arms, Ah Qi went up to meet her, and respectfully called Hai Tong the eldest mistress.

"Where is your young master?"

"The young master is waiting for the young mistress on the top floor. The young mistress can just follow us."

Ah Qi and the others greeted Hai Tong respectfully and entered the hotel.

After a few minutes.

She carried Yang Yang into the magnificently decorated presidential suite.

Zhan Yin stood in front of the window with his back to the door, and the room smelled strongly of tobacco.

Zhan Yin, who rarely smokes, does not know how many cigarettes he has smoked.

Haitong saw a lot of cigarette butts in the ashtray on the coffee table, and there was also a yellow file bag on the coffee table, the bag was bulging, and he didn't know what was in it.

Don't see each other for a week.

Haitong's mood has long since returned to calm.

"Uncle."

Yang Yang broke the silence in the room first.

Hearing Yang Yang's shout, Zhan Yin turned around, and then snuffed out the unfinished cigarette in his hand.

When Haitong came in, he knew it.

He happened to be smoking so he didn't turn around, didn't want her to see him smoking, she didn't like men who smoked.

I didn't expect that she would come with Yangyang.

You can't let the little guy inhale second-hand smoke.

Zhan Yin walked over quickly, took away the ashtray on the coffee table, put it far away, and opened the door, wanting the fresh air to wash away the smell of tobacco in the room.

Haitong watched him do all this.

"I, I'm just bored. I smoked a few cigarettes. If you don't like it, I won't smoke again in the future."

Zhan Yin explained, he stepped forward, hugged Yangyang from Haitong's arms, weighed it, and said, "Yangyang is a little heavier."

"Tongtong, sit down."

Zhan Yin asked his wife to sit down.

Haitong sat down as told.

"I'll get you a glass of water."

Zhan Yin put down Yangyang, went to pour a cup of warm water for each of his aunt and nephew, and brought some snacks for Yangyang.

After that, he sat down next to Yangyang.

After looking at Haitong for a while, he picked up the yellow document bag on the coffee table, handed it to Haitong, and said, "Tongtong, this is for you."

"What? Divorce agreement?"

Zhan Yin: "...you are dreaming!"

Haitong pursed her lips, took the yellow document bag, and said, "I thought you figured it out."

She opened the yellow file bag, took out the contents, and soon understood what he meant.

Zhan Yin said softly: "I will give you all my property, so you don't have to have so much pressure. If you want to re-sign the agreement with me, I promise you, my only condition is not to divorce!"