My beast at the same table

An hour later, Su Jin took Han Xiaoxi to the top floor of Su's office building.

The secretary next to Su Yingjie has already accumulated a foundation of observing words and deeds since he was engaged in this job for five or six years. Just when he saw the president's face gradually changing color and gradually turning blue, he closed the door and left quietly.So when Su Jin and the others entered the door, they only saw this pair of Su family father and son standing stubbornly, and the strange silence announced the silent stalemate between the two.

With his hands behind his back, Su Yingjie looked like a business leader, his eyes stayed on the busy traffic outside the glass window, and he seemed to be concentrating on admiring the busy shadows.Even though he hadn't turned around, his tall figure already gave people a sense of majesty, and with just a light glance, he could vaguely perceive his strong courage in his work.

But Su Huang just leaned against the wall on the other side with a cold face, his black pupils were very cold, and the corners of his mouth that were always slightly raised before hung down, forming a slightly downward arc.With a creaking sound, the office door was slowly pushed open, and Su Huang's cold gaze shifted to the door, heh, Su Jin.Just when she was about to turn her head back, her movements stopped because of the person behind her.The expression other than disgust or disgust sank at that moment, and was replaced by a strong sense of surprise in the black pupils.That small arc is quietly rising inadvertently, why is this guy here?

Han Xiaoxi sensed the scorching gaze from the other side, but she just glanced at him lightly and then looked away, as if she didn't have the excitement and joy of seeing each other at all.

"Father." Su Jin knew that Su Yingjie had heard it, but she still called him politely to show respect.

Only then did President Su turn around, and after sweeping across Su Jin's calm face, his sharp eyes quickly froze on the thin boy beside her, "Bring someone here gone?"

That deep gaze seemed to be able to penetrate his heart, and Han Xiaoxi lowered his head immediately after staring at those dark red pupils, "Hello, Uncle." The tingling, the tense feeling still hasn't been relieved by half.He even felt like he could hear his own heartbeat.

Father Su gave a faint "En", and the look in his eyes became a little meaningful.Middle-aged men over 40 still look as young as 30, and become more colorful under the rendering of mature charm.Su Huang's heroic face, which was almost similar to his, undoubtedly confirmed the bond between the flesh and blood of these two men.

A gust of wind blowing outside the window blew up a layer of thin gauze curtains, and then fluttered, silently outlining this quiet space.It's also like a small stopper at the bottom of the sink, which is slowly moved out after being exerted by an invisible hand, and the tense water flow slowly flows down through the small gap.

"My fault is that I didn't manage Su Huang well." After the pressure was relieved, Su Jin hastily confessed to the man in front of her, with a sincere but neither humble nor overbearing attitude.

Su Yingjie looked at this child who bowed his head to him, feeling extremely complicated in his heart. It was still the same after so many years. Whenever Su Huang made a mistake, she must be the first to stand up and take everything on herself. He suffers any punishment.He said it was his own child, but he didn't look like it. Although he was as filial as his own, this respectful attitude always caused a little gap in the family relationship, so he sighed.