Abduct a boy and bring him back

Early the next morning, Ling Huan called Yang Qing to meet him.

When they saw Yang Qing again, both of them were a bit different, Ling Huan had matured a lot, and Yang Qing had also become glamorous and attractive.

Ling Huan smiled, "Sister Qing, what's happening recently?"

A few blushes appeared on Yang Qing's cheeks, "It's nothing, it's just that there are not so many worries." Yang Qing ordered a cup of coffee, brought Ling Huan a cup of milk tea, and said with some seriousness, "Grandma's business, condolences."

Ling Huan nodded, "I want you to help me find a school for the college entrance examination. You know a little more about this. I may still have to take the college entrance examination, but the time is running out. I want to go to school for a systematic review."

"This is the best way. Although self-study has the benefits of self-study, it is not as good as the school atmosphere." Yang Qing said.

"Yeah, I didn't think much about it before." Ling Huan took a sip of milk tea.

"Does Mr. Qiao know?" Yang Qing hesitated to speak.

Ling Huan shook his head. If he went to full-time school, he would no longer be able to be Qiao Mohan's babysitter. He didn't know how to tell him, it seemed that he was a little ungrateful.

"I think you still need to discuss this matter with Mr. Qiao." Yang Qing didn't say it directly.

Ling Huan said he knew, "Brother Qiao helped me a lot, and this time grandma's matter is also thanks to him."

After the two separated, Yang Qing wanted to call Qiao Mohan to explain the situation, but felt that it was too unfair to Ling Huan. From the beginning to the end, she did not tutor Ling Huan much, and took a lot of money from Qiao Mohan. Life was slow. After slowly recovering, she felt guilty towards Ling Huan.

After thinking about it, I decided to find a chance to chat with Qiao Mohan.

Qiao Mohan went to work normally today. Because of the merger with Qiao's, except for Feng Xiang and his secretaries, almost everyone around him has changed.

When Ling Huan came in with the lunch box, Qiao Mohan was still having a small meeting with Feng Xiang.

When the man saw Ling Huan coming in person, Qiao Mohan let go of what he had been worrying about a lot, and after signaling him to wait in the rest area, he continued to explain things to Feng Xiang, but the man's next speech was obviously faster a lot.

The corner of Feng Xiang's mouth twitched, the former workaholic boss also had a day when he didn't want to work.

After it was over, Feng Xiang nodded to Ling Huan to indicate that he would go out.

"Hey, Brother Feng Xiang, I also brought you something to eat." Ling Huan carried a box of things and stuffed it into Feng Xiang's hands. Feng Xiang was a little flattered and hurriedly thanked Ling Huan.

Qiao Mohan looked at Feng Xiang with a cold look in his eyes, and he hurriedly fled after thanking Bento.

Ling Huan looked at the two of them speechlessly, and thought to himself, didn't they be fine just now, what happened to the sudden atmosphere?

"Don't stand still, come here..." Qiao Mohan said.

Ling Huan was so busy that he sat down in front of Qiao Mohan, and then opened the lunch box, "Have you eaten yesterday's meal?"

Qiao Mohan took off his coat and put it aside, and rolled up his shirt sleeves, "Eat it, the prawns in tomato sauce are delicious."

Inside the lunch box were the sushi made by Ling Huan and the wooden bucket rice packed in the restaurant. Qiao Mohan glanced at it and pushed the rice in front of Ling Huan, "You eat this, I'll eat the sushi."

Ling Huan couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, "How do you know that I made the sushi?"

Qiao Mohan picked a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, thinking a little too much. Ling Huan looked normal today, as if he had nothing against him at all. Could it be that he was thinking too much?

"Did you go to bed early yesterday?" Jomo asked coldly.

Ling Huan didn't think much about it, "It's not early." He thought about it seriously, "Go to bed sooner."

Qiao Mohan's expression tightened, "Then why didn't you reply to my message?"

Ling Huan's heart skipped a beat, and he scolded himself for being stupid, "...Huh? Did you send me a message yesterday?"

The man snorted coldly and didn't speak. He seemed to be saying, you pretend, you pretend, you pretend to me again, and pretend to be more like it!

Guiltyly sticking out his tongue, Ling Huan took out his phone and glanced at it, muttering, "I'm just a little ugly, and I wouldn't sell the pen for money."

Qiao Mohan's eyelids twitched, he lowered his head to eat sushi, and didn't want to talk to Ling Huan for the time being.

Ling Huan secretly complained, it's just that he didn't reply to the message, he won't be really angry, right?

"Brother Qiao...are you angry?"

Qiao Mohan glared at him, "Eat your meal!"

Ling Huan froze, "...Oh."

The wooden barrel rice was too oily and greasy, which was not very appetizing. Ling Huan took a peek at the half-empty sushi box, and was extremely disgusted with the rice in front of him.

Seeing Qiao Mohan eating so happily, Ling Huan thought, does he really have a talent for cooking?Otherwise, do you really want to go to study later?

Then open a restaurant to Qiao Mohan's house, so that he doesn't have to worry about his daily meals not satisfying his appetite.

Qiao Mohan glanced at his salivating expression, picked up a piece of sushi with a fork and brought it to his mouth, and said like a reward, "I can only eat one for you."

Ling Huan opened his mouth and ate it with crooked eyebrows, "Yeah, just eat one." President Qiao fed it, one is enough!

Qiao Mohan raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Are you busy this afternoon?"

Ling Huan shook his head.

"Then stay here, we'll go back together at night, the clothes Vivienne gave you are still with me."

Ling Huan, "..."

In the end, his itinerary for the afternoon was decided unilaterally by Qiao Mohan, which was inexplicable.The important thing is that he is quite excited!

When Feng Xiang came in again in the afternoon, Qiao Mohan had already started working at the desk, and Ling Huan had fallen asleep on the sofa without any posture at all.

As soon as he walked up to Qiao Mohan and wanted to speak, the man made a silent gesture to him, and then walked around from behind the desk to find a blanket in the rest room for Ling Huan to cover.

After Feng Xiang witnessed the whole process, he was even more sure about the relationship between these two people.

Sighing secretly, no matter how indifferent a man is in love, he will become this kind of virtue.

The people who entered the office next were all reminded by Feng Xiang to keep the decibels at the lowest level, and warned, otherwise Joe would always lose his temper!

Everyone was even more confused.

When Ling Huan woke up, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. After sleeping for three hours, he took a look at a certain CEO who was still working hard, stretched his waist, rolled from the sofa and stood on the ground.

"It's too boring. I will never be the president in the future." Ling Huan said to the man not far away.

The corner of Qiao Mohan's mouth twitched, this position is something that no one can dream of, this kid is lucky!

"No one wants you to be the president, come here, come and print a document for me." Qiao Mohan waved to him.

Ling Huan passed lazily, "Why do you want me to print, isn't there a secretary?"

"The secretary doesn't have any free time for you." Qiao Mohan said as a matter of course.

Ling Huan was very resentful, "..."