Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Thinking back to the scene described by Li Bo, He Jingyao's face became more and more gloomy.

He closed the laptop with a snap and stroked his temples with both hands.

A splitting headache.

But now is not the time to rest.

If it hadn't been for him, Zhixi and Gu Bingjun wouldn't have been forced to this point by Zhuo Yuwei. But even He Jingyao didn't expect that Zhuo Yuwei was so afraid of him that he almost became a frightened bird.

Hurry up. He ordered in a low voice.

Feng Qian responded and immediately increased the accelerator.

***

Lukang.

Perhaps because she was tired, Zhixi fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up, it was already dark, and Xiaobao was squatting beside the bed, looking at her with worry.

Xiaobao? She said vaguely.

Mom, are you having a hard time? The little guy lay down and hugged her, You kept frowning when you were sleeping.

Zhixi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and touched his head: Mom is fine, don't worry, Xiaobao. By the way, have you had breakfast?

I've eaten. He nodded, Uncle asked me not to wake you up.

Well, Xiaobao is so good. Zhixi sat up, hugged her son for a while, and then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

After washing, Zhixi walked out of the room with Xiaobao in her arms, and saw Uncle Li coming up to him with a happy face: Young madam, I have contacted the young master!

Really? Zhixi relaxed and couldn't help laughing, That's great, he should be fine, right?

It's okay, the young master is already on his way back, you don't have to worry. Li Bo said with a smile.

Xiaobao clapped his hands happily: Dad is coming back! Mom doesn't have to frown!

Zhixi was embarrassed by her son.

Although she told herself that she had to solve this matter by herself, deep down in her heart, she still couldn't help but rely on He Jingyao.

This is really not good.

However, she seems to be hopeless...

At this moment, there was another commotion at the door.

The young master is back! Uncle Li was excited.

However, Zhixi was not so optimistic when she thought about what happened last night.

Wait, you take care of Xiaobao, and I'll go. She put her son into Uncle Li's arms. Turn around and walk out of the villa.

Sure enough, it was not He Jingyao who stopped at the door, but Zhuo Han.

Compared to yesterday, his smile looked a little colder.

Miss Leslie, we meet again. He said, looking at her with explicit eyes, I let you run away yesterday. It was really a mistake.

Mr. Zhuo, I agreed to date you yesterday, and the news has already reported it today. Zhixi smiled coldly, If you push your limits, I can only tell the media that you have a bad character and no His demeanor and constant entanglement troubled me very much.”

You should give it a try. I'll see which media dares to report it. Zhuo Han smiled conspiratorially.

Zhixi's heart sank.

Mr. Zhuo, even if you control public opinion, I still can't marry you. Zhixi pursed her lips, Why are you doing this?

Haha, but He Jingyao will not marry a woman who is flirtatious. Zhuo Han sneered, Even if your father is rich and powerful, it will be the same.

Before Zhixi could speak, suddenly, the sound of an engine sounded in her ears.

Then, a black Bentley stopped at the door.

It sounds like Mr. Zhuo knows me very well. With a low and hoarse voice, the man opened the door and got out of the car, his dark figure as tall and tall as ever.