White Moonlight Second Capture Plan

The weekend is a good weather-for June, when the temperature is soaring, good weather means cloudy or light rain, and the indoor temperature is so low that you don't need to turn on the air conditioner.

It is rare for Zhong Yin to sleep until he wakes up naturally, refreshed, and can be forgiven for working overtime continuously for a week.He turned over and got out of bed, and changed into a new set of pajamas, which still smelled like freshly washed clothes.The boy in the children's room slept soundly. He tucked him in the quilt and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for two.

Yanyan pinched a bunny-shaped fish roe rice ball, fried a perfect poached egg that seemed to be clipped from an animation, poured banana and strawberry milkshake in a glass with cartoon patterns, and then prepared his own shrimp and cashew pasta and fresh Orange juice, to call the clock Yan did not forget to water the hydrangea on the windowsill before getting up.

No annoying work, no clients and superiors to deal with, just breakfast, flowers, and son, and a wonderful weekend begins here.

The child's sleepy eyes were dim, and a mischievous lock of hair was lifted up. He yawned and stretched out his hand: "Good morning, Dad."

Zhong Yin brushed down the stubborn lock of hair, carried him off the bed, stuffed him into the rabbit slippers, and led the little man to brush his teeth and wash his face.

"Dad doesn't go to work?" Zhong Yan climbed onto his little chair and grabbed the ball of thread on his cuff.

"Today is the weekend."

Weekends meant being able to spend all day with Dad, without going to kindergarten or waiting at Uncle Xiang for him to come home.The boy connected the cause and effect in series, his face lit up with joy.

Gululu spit out the mouthwash, put the cup back, and washed his face with a small towel, looking full of anticipation for the next day.

"When the rain stops, do you want to go to the park?"

"Play!"

"Well, last time Dad taught you, how should you answer?"

"I want to play—"

Compared with most children, Zhong Yan is much more at ease. He talks and walks early, rarely cries and willful, and is not shy of others.

It is not easy for a single father to bring a three-year-old child. Home, company, kindergarten, and nursery are running back and forth, rain or shine.But Salt has always been a comfort in a busy life, not a burden.

Since he has the responsibility of a father on his shoulders, he will definitely protect his children.

There are already many difficulties in being single in a foreign country. Being able to have a loving marriage and a sensible and lovely child is the life that many people dream of. It was also a phantom for him.

Now that he has completed the last link, it is indeed a joy to become a father from a baby to babbling and then to running around all over the ground.It's just that this process is mixed with ups and downs, and the figure of the identified partner is gone.

At the beginning of getting to know Huo Xixuan, and for a long time after that, Zhong Yin didn't know that the person he was dating had a father who had once been the richest man in Mingcheng. Conflicts still need him to "relieve".

In the second year of being together, he and Huo Xixuan rented a small house two stops away from the school, with one bedroom and one living room, without any decoration, the sound insulation was so-so, and occasionally there would be problems with the water pipes and circuits.Zhong Yin's courses are not evenly distributed, and he has no regular free time to work part-time. It is not easy for a child from a working-class family to be able to afford the rent in that area with living expenses. Huo Xixuan is probably out of consideration for his self-esteem, and it took another half a year Only then did he show his "hole card"; during the few months that were still in the secrecy stage, the young master, who had an astronomical net worth and had always been well-clothed, just accompanied him to live a poor but sweet life together.

The two are in different departments. Fortunately, one is in the afternoon and the other is in the evening. They can sleep until they wake up naturally every day. After waking up, they still have enough time to make breakfast and lunch.As a rich third generation who doesn't care about details, he has tasted all the delicacies of mountains and seas, and that's it, Huo Xixuan doesn't really care about the quality of the three meals.But Zhong Yin pays attention to the mood of life, people are like iron and rice is steel, other things can be improvised, and the food must be good.

They have cooked together many times, and in the process of cooking, they suddenly interrupted to do something else.The two people in the same style of pajamas in a small room made a fuss. They didn't remember the business until the misbehavior was over.

After it was all over, even many years later, whenever he recalled this time, it was still a treasure.

On the day he left Horsey Xuan, he also cooked breakfast meticulously, including corn and mushroom soup, seafood risotto and apple crumble. Even the roses in the vase were newly replaced, and the dew shone like diamonds in the sun.

He didn't eat it himself, for fear that if he stayed for a second longer, there would be another reason why he couldn't leave.

He set breakfast on a tablecloth he had picked out, fiddled with the petals of the flowers, set aside the wedding ring, the keys, the few lines of note and the signed divorce papers, and took one last look at the life they had lived together. Home, looking at the empty room where Huo Xixuan has not come back, looking at the photo wall in the living room, looking at the purest and warmest feelings he can give in his life, he packed his suitcase and left without looking back.

"Have you heard..."

"that."

"Which one?"

"That's the one. I saw it, it must be fake."

"Fake is definitely fake, but now the self-media writers are really good at making things up. If I hadn't known Xiaoxiao for ten years, I would have believed it."

"But the other version has something to say."

"Did you say that Lao Huo was married? This is even more fake. If he was married, how could we not know?"

"That's right, even if we don't know, can Ren Xiao still not know? Uncle Ren can let his daughter marry a second-married man?"

"That's Huo Xixuan."

"So what about Huo Xixuan, with our young sister's condition, I'm afraid we won't be able to find a good husband. Huo Xixuan is still a few years older than her."

"I think Mr. Zhen from Ke Ren is pretty good, handsome and young."

"It's obvious that you have taken a fancy to him..."

"You've been talking for so long, why hasn't Ren Xiao come here yet, do you want to make a call?"

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, the person in the center of the topic came late, opened the door and sat beside them, and took off the sun visor hat.

"Sister Xiao is finally here."

"Being late for so long, I will fine you to pay the bill today."

The afternoon tea of ​​their group of friends is still the same, they choose a shop with a better environment to sit together, each have a glass of low-sugar soft drink, talk about new styles, and chat about gossip.Ren Xiao thought they were just talking about which star had a new love, so she put the satchel that she just received yesterday on the table: "I finally bought it, and you don't believe me when I tell you, but this brand actually has to be purchased on behalf of others and queued up to grab it. The marketing is really getting more and more incredible.”

"It's pretty pretty."

"No, don't deviate from the topic!"

Ren Xiao looked puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"You don't know yet." The friend looked regretful, opened the mobile phone page, and handed it to her, "Take a good look, when you bought the bag, you have already become the wife of a wealthy family. The heroine."

Huo Xixuan's grandfather is a romantic person by nature, which can be seen from the name of the group. Qingyue - many rumors are taken from his grandfather's first love - sounds more like a company than a huge industry. There is a small bookstore with green plants, scented flowers and light music; his father is the other extreme, Huo Shixiao is always strict in doing things, only reasonable and not sentimental, and quite stubborn, and his convictions cannot be doubted.

The grandfather's character is suitable for fighting the country, while the father is suitable for defending the country.Over the past few decades, Qingyue has grown from a small company of her grandfather to a bigger and bigger company, not only in Mingcheng, but also on a broader stage.Now that the baton is in his hands, he dare not say that the best is the best, but he will not let the glory of the Huo family be dimmed by him.

His ability in public affairs is obvious to all, and his private affairs are clean. He has never had any gossip, and the media can't catch him. When he reached the marriageable age, he brought the Ren family to the front of the screen. There was no scandal to fabricate, so the eyes of the masses believed what they saw. to everything.

Except for the incident a few years ago that required the use of connections to suppress it, Huo Xixuan has always been quite confident.Unexpectedly, the trouble came to the door again, and the root cause was still related to the same person.

It's rare that he is in a good mood today, Mr. Huo chose the low-carbon and environmentally friendly subway to work.When the company just passed the deadline for employees to clock in, he was satisfied with the accident system he had implemented. He chatted with a few junior executives who knew him in the elevator, and even had the time to visit him on the terrace.

After picking up the flowers and plants, he walked slowly to the floor where the office is located.

I thought it would be a clean day, but unfortunately there were already people waiting.Jiang Zheng was anxiously circling while holding his mobile phone, which couldn't get through to his boss's number, and looked up to see him rushing up to meet him, his face full of nervousness: "My young master, you are here at last, you are still here leisurely, the fire is burning It's up to the eyebrows!"

Jiang Zheng is Huo Xixuan's assistant and consultant, about the same age as him, brought out by his father himself, and has a similar personality, even more similar than his own son.Huo Shixiao prepared all-round talents early, so that he could have a trustworthy right-hand man when it was his turn to inherit Qingyue in the future.

Jiang Zheng is very reliable, but sometimes he is too serious. Huo Xixuan has the temper of a young master, so he can't understand that he is ready to fight 7/24.

They argued over these issues many times, and it ended with Jiang Zheng "relaxing".The assistant always said what he said, and if he crossed the contract between them and said it was imminent, it must be a real emergency.

He walked around the transparent corridor to the conference room, where his father sat in his usual place, and beside him was a special publicist.

For a giant company like Qingyue, special public relations are like disasters. If they appear, it means that the situation has deteriorated.

He obviously didn't hear the news, did it happen suddenly during the few hours when he shut down the phone?What happened that required such a big battle?

Jiang Zheng closed the door behind him, Huo Xixuan walked over, greeted the PR first, and turned to the other side with a frown: "Dad, why are you here?"

Huo Shixiao pushed the computer in front of him with a sullen face: "Look for yourself!"