Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Mr. He. Gu Bingjun laughed, You are indeed the best among men. My daughter has always admired you. Looking at her, she is so excited that she can't speak.

Zhixi's eyelashes trembled slightly and she nodded slightly in his direction. She was very cautious and did not dare to take a step forward. If she took another step forward, she would cross the three-meter limit, and her identity could no longer be hidden.

Only then did He Jingyao cast his gaze on her, dark and deep, with almost no emotion at all.

Miss Gu. He whispered these three words in a low voice, Nice to meet you.

Zhixi tried her best to tell herself to calm down, and after a long time she trembled and uttered two words: Nice to meet you.

The man's eyebrows moved slightly, and he seemed to smile slightly.

It's too cold outside, so I won't bother Mr. Grand Duke and Miss Gu. The man raised the corners of his lips, I'll host it in person some other time, and I'll ask you two to show your respect.

Gu Bingjun laughed: Of course, of course, I will definitely reward you.

He Jingyao made a please gesture and stepped aside with Ning Yichen.

Gu Bingjun then pulled Zhixi and said, Let's go and say goodbye to the two gentlemen.

Zhixi didn't dare to speak, she nodded lightly to them, quickly opened the door and got into the car.

The car door slammed shut.

Only then did she realize that she was covered in cold sweat, and her whole body seemed to be exhausted.

The little guy on the side secretly pulled her, then climbed on top of her and looked out curiously.

Zhixi also took advantage of the fact that they couldn't see inside from the outside, so she looked around wantonly.

Outside the car, the man was still standing there. His tall figure was cold and sharp, but his gaze fell on her accurately as if it had substance.

She quickly looked away and hugged the little guy in her arms tightly.

Soon, the car finally started.

He Jingyao's figure finally fell far behind.

Zhixi's tears slipped unknowingly, and she bit her lip hard, trying desperately to suppress the urge to cry.

A soft little hand wiped away her tears, and the little guy said in an old-fashioned way: Mom, it's not okay for you to be so sentimental. Dad will dislike you.

She burst into laughter, burying her tears on his soft body: Did you see it?

Well, I saw it. He's so tall... The little guy's tone showed admiration, And he's so fierce... If I don't study hard, will he beat me?

I don't know... Zhixi was also a little curious, what kind of father would He Jingyao be? But no matter what, he will definitely like this child very much.

Why didn't you speak just now? She pinched the little guy's cheek.

I'm afraid you'll leave me to him. His voice was soft, Besides, when I saw him, I was so scared that I didn't dare to speak.

Zhixi's tears welled up again.

Actually, he is not fierce, he is not fierce at all. Zhixi murmured.

But after four years, the warm and soft side of this man did seem to have been sealed away by him.

She never dared to think about how he felt when he first learned about her death. How did he spend the past four years? Sometimes she hoped that he had put her down, but she also hoped that he would still miss her until death.

Sometimes she couldn't help but hate herself for being so contradictory and selfish.

It was an accident when she was injured and comatose in the explosion, but after she woke up, she accidentally heard the news of her death, and she never had the courage to return to him.