Abduct a boy and bring him back

He suddenly remembered what Feng Xiang had told him. Ling Huan wanted to be careful with what he said, but Qiao Mohan didn't look like he was in a bad mood. "Is the company busy recently?" He asked asked.

Still in that lazy posture, Qiao Mohan raised his eyelids and glanced at him softly, "... a bit."

"Then, can I get off work today?" Ling Huan walked over from the window over there, cleaning up the puddle the man ate.

Qiao Mohan glanced at the urgent documents still piled on the table, "Okay, I'll take you home now." He was about to get up.

Ling Huan's mouth squirmed twice, but he hesitated to speak.

"You still live in the rented house, right? Grandma hasn't let you go back yet?" Qiao Mohan looked at him suspiciously.

Ling Huan lowered his eyes and continued to tidy up, "No way, you think too much."

The man sat down and stared at him tidying up in an orderly manner, "Really?"

Ling Huan was very firm, "Really!" Then it took a lot of effort before he said, "I want to sleep at your house today..."

Qiao Mohan didn't react, "What?"

"It's fine if you don't like it." Ling Huan said awkwardly.

"Go, go as soon as you say, you are not unhappy, have you told grandma?" The man was surprised in his heart, but he still struggled to keep calm on his face.

"Grandma is not at home today, I don't want to go home and be alone." He packed the lunch box and returned to the sofa behind him.

Grandma isn't home?Qiao Mohan was very skeptical. An old man of this age would not easily spend the night at someone else's house. He knew this. Obviously, Ling Huan seemed to have lied to him.

"Then go to mine." Qiao Mohan took the suit jacket, got up and went to the office area to get the car keys.

Ling Huan followed him with a bento box, "There are so many documents on the table, don't we have to deal with them today?"

Qiao Mohan opened the door, "It's kind of winking."

"So many, if I don't come, will you die suddenly from overwork?" Ling Han's heart trembled.

The man's black line, eyelids twitched, "You can't expect me to order, you are the one who takes credit for yourself like this!"

Ling Huan smiled a little unkindly, "It's not true!"

After getting out of the garage, the two walked to Qiao Mohan's car. Ling Huan couldn't help touching it, "You changed the car again..."

Qiao Mohan gave him a cold look, "Please wipe off your drool."

Ling Huan touched the corner of his mouth subconsciously, then looked at Qiao Mohan resentfully, "Of course not!"

Qiao Mohan got into the car first, and Ling Huan trotted around the co-pilot and opened the door.

This car is one of the few SUVs among Qiao Mohan's cars, and the rest were taken for maintenance. He just drove this car out of the garage in the suburbs. He didn't expect Ling Huan to like it so much. He even drove it for a while before. A sports car Bugatti didn't even see him blinking.

"After the college entrance examination, you can go to get a driver's license. After you get the driver's license, this car can give you a lot of fun." Qiao Mohan said, then started the car and drove out of the garage, heading towards home.

"Really?" Ling Huan's expression was a little joyful, but then he thought of something again, "Then what if I don't pass the exam? I'm sure I won't be in the mood then."

"Aren't you always confident? I haven't seen Teacher Yang these days. Could it be that you didn't learn well?" Qiao Mohan said.

Ling Huan bit his lip, turned his head to look at Qiao Mohan's side face, "Why, I read every day."

Hearing his lack of confidence in his answer, the man secretly wondered if he should find him a college entrance examination school to attend. It would definitely be impossible to go fishing like this.

Along the way, Qiao Mohan was answering the phone. The two entered the house. The man hadn't hung up the phone yet. Ling Huan sighed and went to check each room by himself. Watch TV on the sofa.

Successful people are like this, what he saw before was completely false.

Ah, I'm so busy... I'm so busy, I'm going to be so busy!

He shouldn't be like this in the future, it is said that Qiao Mohan didn't come home until ten o'clock last night, and he would really die from overwork.

After Qiao Mohan hung up the phone and took Ling Huan's clothes out, he saw someone staring at the TV with dull eyes.

"No, you wore it last time." Then he turned his head and glanced at the TV, "Is it time to start health care?"

Ling Huan took it over, "I'll take a look for you first, and make you a healthy meal anytime."

Qiao Mohan raised his eyebrows and sat down to look at the screen, "Is this really drinkable?"

"Why can't you drink it? Don't you like bitter melon? Let's try some bitter melon juice someday." Ling Huan seemed eager to try it.

Qiao Mohan watched TV with him in the living room for a while, his eyes were a little blurred, Ling Huan pushed him to wash up and go to bed quickly.

"Sleep when you're sleepy, don't accompany me, I'll take a shower after watching it for a while."

The man rubbed his brows and got up, "Then I'm going to sleep, and you should go back to sleep as soon as it's getting late."

As soon as Qiao Mohan left, Ling Huan's eyes lost focus, and he leaned back there, with ten thousand thoughts flying in his mind.

After a long period of time, he might not be able to come here, how would he tell Qiao Mohan?

In such a busy company, I was still asking how his study was going.

Is he going to tell the truth?

Hearing that there was no movement in the master bedroom, Ling Huan turned down the volume of the TV to the minimum, so as not to disturb Qiao Mohan's sleep.

Qiao Mohan is really tired these two days. He has already started to prepare to take over his parents' company, and wants to move all the properties back to China one by one. He wants to set up his office in this city, and he is discussing specific matters with several assistants.

He may have to go abroad in two days, and he has to do everything big and small by himself, basically so busy that his feet don't touch the ground.

This time, I fell asleep as soon as my head touched the pillow, and I had no dreams all night.

When he got up in the morning, Ling Huan was no longer there, and there was a warm breakfast on the table, as if he had just left for a while.

Qiao Mohan pushed open the door of the guest room and took a look. The bed was not as tidy as the bed Ling Huan had slept in. On the sofa, he found the clothes that were taken out for him, still folded and not worn.

The man pursed his lips, did he spend the whole night in the living room?

I always felt that something was wrong with Ling Huan. I brought someone back last night because I wanted to chat with him, but when I sat in front of the TV, I became so sleepy that I didn't say anything.

Qiao Mohan wondered if he should call Ling Huan over for a meal at noon today.