After the book-wearing villain was forced to fall in love

As a subordinate, Tan Xiang opened his mouth without thinking.

Who is Han Lingfeng?Since he was born, he has been aloof, how could he have been wronged like this?Immediately picked up the pillow and threw it at it, said fiercely: "Shut up!"

Uh.

Tan Xiang pursed his lips obediently, it was so difficult to be caught between "boss" and "lover".

After pulling up his suit, Han Lingfeng got off the bed with long legs, gave Han Mo a cool look and walked out.

After all, he is an uncle and an elder. Even if the place is wrong, you can't just open your mouth and ask "who goes up and who goes down", right?Do you want to lose face?

Tan Xiang, who stayed where he was, rubbed his hands and looked at the boss who was holding the cot: "This, that..."

"What are you doing in a daze? Chasing after you?"

"okay!"

When Tan Xiang passed by Han Mo, he did not forget to leave a sentence "The little bed is so beautiful"

He ran like a gust of wind, rolled up a few fallen leaves, and hugged Han Lingfeng's waist from behind. Han Lingfeng was not a vegetarian, so he hit him as soon as he raised his hand. Tan Xiang was thick-skinned, picked him up directly, and ran back .

Han Mo, who had already come out, walked towards the fourth floor, and frowned after hearing the sound of "嗙". The two of them were too anxious, right?When did it start?He has been busy with the company and Leyang, and has never paid attention to Tan Xiang.

Forget it, he has been single for many years, and it's time to find a partner.

It's just that my uncle's temperament is there, and it's not easy to marry him. It's not easy for Mrs. Fu, and Tan Xiang will be stripped of his skin.

Cheng Qingjun, who was writing the plan, opened the door, and when he saw that it was Han Mo, he smiled slightly, and quickly stepped aside: "Successful?"

"Well, can you take a look?"

"Okay, you made it yourself, the meaning is extraordinary, isn't it?" Cheng Qingjun boasted, and touched it three times carefully. There are no wood thorns, no water chestnuts, smooth and delicate without any faults, and the appearance is also good: " Huh? Why leave a hole here?"

"Xiaoyang said that in the future, I will put an umbrella-shaped toy bell on it."

"Has he seen the finished product?"

"No, he only saw the design drawings I drew."

As expected of someone who is a big boss, he is really considerate in doing things, let Le Yang have a look before doing it, there is no such thing as dislike.Unlike some people who like to play with surprises, he holds his blood in front of your eyes, don’t want it, it hurts people’s heart, want it, and don’t like to use it, isn’t it embarrassing?

The more Cheng Qingjun watched, the more satisfied he was. He poured Han Mo a cup of his own fruit tea and added some milk to it: "You've had a hard day, why don't you go to bed early?"

"Ah."

Han Mo took a sip, it was slightly sweet and full of milk flavor, it was a taste that both Le Yang and himself liked.

"Don't worry too much about the operating room. Professor Lang and I have made all the arrangements. You just wait to hold the baby." Cheng Qingjun is in a very good mood, everything is going well, Xiaoyang's body is also in the best condition, and the mother and child will be safe. He said: "Little Mo, Uncle knows that you are nervous, but if you ask Professor Lang and them every day, it will increase the pressure on each other, and it will not be beneficial to the operation."

"Can't help it."

"I've already prepared two operating rooms, why worry?" Cheng Qingjun patted Han Mo's shoulder and comforted him gently.

At first, he thought that Han Mo was a complete bully who not only let down Le Yang, but also made his belly bigger. Otherwise, how could Le Yang live in seclusion at the foot of the mountain with his good temper?Later, the more I got in touch with, the more I felt that Han Mo was a good man with a sense of responsibility.

Although there are few cold words on the face, but there are many actions!

I really put Le Yang in my heart and pamper her, and never have another word when it hurts.

After finishing the drink, Han Mo handed the cup to Cheng Qingjun: "Thank you, uncle, you should rest early when I go back to bed."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Cheng Qingjun sent the person to the door, Han Mo nodded, and left with the wooden bed in his arms.

Lejia employs more than 50 bodyguards. There are street lights in the open and high-tech technologies such as lasers, scanners, and omnidirectional cameras in the dark. Han Mo alone should not be in danger.Cheng Qingjun yawned, walked to the desk and sat down to continue working.

Early the next morning, Le Yang asked Han Mo to put the small bed next to the big bed, and he couldn't put it down, circling around, not planning to put it in the baby room.

"It's time to eat."

"I'm in a good mood today, let's go to the rooftop to eat?" Le Yang leaned sideways to the man's chest, his tender face was flushed, his eyes were like silk, and he looked at the omnipotent boss with admiration.

"No, it's too windy."

"Oh," the rather disappointed Le Yang's eyes lit up, he put his big hands on his stomach, and said with a half-smile: "But the baby wants to eat while watching the scenery, what should I do?"

"Simple."

Han Mo makes a rich breakfast in the kitchen, so don't be hungry, baby.Then contact my uncle Han Lingfeng and ask him to get the entire glass house on the top floor of the Han Group and install it in the best place by the lake.In this way, you can enjoy the charm of nature in winter.

A few hours later, Han Mo blocked Le Yang's sight with a very soft eye mask, and set off from home by car. When he arrived at the place, Han Mo got out of the car with him in his arms and put him on the soft sofa.

"Open your eyes."

"What are you doing..." Le Yang was dumbfounded, he thought the man would build a tent or something, but he didn't expect him to move the roof of Han's building here: "This, how is this possible?"

Will Dad Han be angry when he sees the bare roof?

"Why not? When I first built it, I asked for it to be integrated. It can be disassembled and transported here. You see, the gap over there used to be where the stairs were. I plan to dig a tunnel and open it to traffic, so that you There is no need to blow a hair dryer with the children."

When Han Mo looked over, Le Yang smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Can I charge you dear?"

"Okay," Le Yang blinked, and suddenly thought of what he wanted to say, this is the third time he proposed, so I agreed when he mentioned it.Holding hands, Le Yang was so nervous that he could even hear his own heartbeat.

"After you give birth, don't find a reason to reject me."

Le Yang wanted to cry, turned his head to look aside and ignored him.

Han Mo's penetrating eyes shone brightly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he walked to the table and lifted the lids one by one, revealing the delicious food with all the colors, flavors and flavors.

A certain double-bodied person twitched the tip of his nose and stood up angrily. He was so hungry. When he saw something to eat, he couldn't control his appetite.

"I'll help you."

"No, it's better to be angry with me twice than anything else."

Han Mo, who was accused, was very helpless, pulled away the chair, and helped Le Yang to sit down slowly: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." Le Yang took a few deep breaths and lowered his head, his stomach was getting bigger and bigger, he could no longer see his toes: "Sorry, I was a little irritable just now."

A caesarean section is about to take place, and Leyang's burden can be imagined.

Han Mo squatted on the ground, grabbed Le Yang's hand, squeezed it softly, and said gently: "The child is not yours alone, next time you are irritable, hit me twice, and you can pull your ears."

Looking sideways at him, Le Yang laughed hehehe: "You said that!"

"Yes, I said... hiss..." I got my hair pulled! !

Le Yang, who was in a particularly good mood, rubbed his nose and picked up chopsticks to eat lunch, as if he wasn't the one who did the bad things.And Han Mo was not angry, he sat on the chair and picked the fishbone, took care of Le Yang first, and when he was full, Han Mo would have a quick meal, brush his teeth and wash his feet with Le Yang, and then leave after coaxing him to sleep.

Is there a more "filial" husband than Han Mo?

Cheng Qingjun and Le Ying held the coffee and let out a long sigh.

"Uncle."

"Huh?" Seeing them happy and happy, are you envious?Do you also want to find a little cutie to live with?

Le Ying said with a bitter face: "I'm afraid of getting married."

"What did you say?"

"I can't do a waiter like Han Mo!"

"Screw you!"

Cheng Qingjun was dumbfounded after he slapped him across the face, Emma, ​​how can you hit someone?

Smiling and hugging Le Ying's arm: "Uncle is wrong, sorry!"

"It's okay, I'm used to it," Le Ying wanted to cry, but couldn't live through this day.Huh?Why did Han Mo wash Le Yang's pants?If he hadn't seen the man washing and brushing and drying on the roof, he would not have believed it: "I'm like a cabbage soaked in bitter water. If I have to serve another person, I'd rather wither."

"You're still young, don't be so pessimistic," Cheng Qingjun pointed to the security guards walking around downstairs, especially the one with the moustache, who was tall and straight, walked heroically, and was very classy: "It's really impossible to find a man Well, it’s not bad to learn from Leyang.”

Oops.

Le Ying tilted his head to look at Cheng Qingjun: "Uncle!"

You want to cheat me!You want to cheat me!You are absolutely going to kill me!

Looking for a man is to get fucked, huh?What seems wrong?Shou can also be petted!

"what happened?"

"Nothing, your suggestion is good, I will consider it carefully."

Cheng Qingjun, whose head was full of question marks, was depressed. Did this kid think wrongly?He wanted to ask but had no idea, at this moment his cell phone rang, and it turned out that it was Han Mo calling.

"Hello? You're all ready, don't ask any more."

"Really can't accompany?"

Cheng Qingjun knew that Han Mo wanted to follow him in for surgery, and he wanted to remember the suffering Le Yang suffered when he gave birth to his child. He understood the suffering, but he still refused: "Da Mo, I promise to return Le Yang safely. Here you go! Don't be afraid."

Le Ying's heart trembled, don't be afraid, to put it simply, how could you not be afraid?

The same is true for Han Mo. After chatting with Cheng Qingjun for a while, he went to the study to contact Tan Xiang for a video conference.

Han Lingfeng was also there, and he came up with several proposals for cooperation, but Han Mo was particularly stubborn, saying that he would not rely on the Han family if he didn't rely on the Han family, and had to do it alone.

"OK, I can't tell you," Han Lingfeng took out a black card and put it on Tan Xiang's desk, lowered his body, and said with concentration: "This is your father's wish, and you can't push it anymore."

Han Mo didn't say anything, and waited for the high-profile Han Lingfeng to leave before looking at the gloating Tan Xiang: "You take the card."

"what?"

"Just as his dowry."

"No, boss, what do you mean?" Tan Xiang stood up abruptly, his whole face stuck in front of the camera, and he couldn't fit it anymore: "We just hang out because of similar interests, and we don't intend to get married, and I'm you People who work for you will only work for you!"

Han Mo cut off the connection with a smile, not believing it at all.

He knows that Tan Xiang is not a casual person, and he also understands his brother-in-law's obsession with cleanliness. He witnessed the two making out with his own eyes last night, so he is still stubborn?Now that Han Mu has been dismissed, my uncle is in charge of the company, and Tan Xiang can be regarded as directly ascended to heaven.The so-called fat water does not flow to outsiders' fields, if it is my uncle, Han Mo is willing to let him go.

"Boss! BOSS? You can't do this!" Tan Xiang sent video requests several times, but the other party refused to answer. It's over, this is the rhythm of being fired!

For the position under his butt, he bought a bunch of flowers to see Le Yang!It turned out to be an emergency.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Feng: Don't ask, it means I'm on top.

Xiang: You are beautiful, you are all right.

Mo: I believe your evil

Le: Strange, Tan Xiang calls my uncle my husband, but... my uncle's walking posture seems to be wrong, why is that?