White Moonlight Second Capture Plan

"Are you married?"

Now Horsey asks.After careful consideration, I want an answer.

"Marry me."

Seven years ago, Huo Xixuan looked down at the stray cats he was feeding the school, and said suddenly.The tone was normal, as if asking if you had eaten, as if it was just a notice, as if... as if he didn't need to speak, and he knew that he would answer in the affirmative.

To what extent do you have to be firm in love, so that you don't even hesitate about such a major event in life.As if the time had come, they were meant to be.

They used to be the closest people in the world, and a marriage letter bound the love and companionship for the rest of their lives.However, the paper is not fragile after all, and now they know nothing about each other except their first and last names, just like passers-by.

The word "marriage" contains too heavy weight.This marriage may be the only one in Zhong Yin's life, and it may not be the last with Huo Xixuan; no matter in the past or in the future, it is the deepest gully between them.

If he gave an affirmative answer, Zhong Yin thought, maybe Huo Xixuan would retreat and not bother him anymore, the reunion was just a coincidence, and everything ended here.

As long as he said it, Huo Xixuan never found his position again.

He should tell this little lie, protect Zhong Yan, let himself go, and make everyone happy.

——by some coincidence, he shook his head.

Zhong Yin has never been married, so this child is not his own, nor is he a stepson in a reorganized family.When the stone fell to the ground, Huo Xixuan seemed to heave a sigh of relief, and he had a look that he had expected a long time ago: "Then who is he?"

"Is this the last question?" Zhong Yin suddenly looked up at him amidst the noise.

Huo Xixuan eagerly wanted to know the answer, and nodded indiscriminately, not understanding the meaning of the conversation.

Zhong Yin stared at him for a long time, so long that Huo Xixuan's unknown little thoughts began to stir, and the former sighed while withdrawing his gaze: "I can tell you." He spoke smoothly, "But after finishing speaking, please come back. Bar."

Zhong Yin looked at Yu Yu Cang outside the car window, held down his stalled heartbeat: "From now on, for the sake of each other, don't meet again."

On Tuesday morning, I asked for a leave of absence from Qingshan's special school, and took Yanyan to an exclusive studio of Lieyue.It is used to interview scruples of politicians and tycoons or celebrities who do not want to reveal their whereabouts. The location is hidden, and even the surrounding residents do not know why the occasional luxury cars parked here come here.

Originally, Zheng Jiang drove to pick him up, but was rejected. Zhong Yin told the boy earlier that "there are a few small questions that my aunt wants to ask you", and he didn't want the big fight to scare him.The host and other staff members were already waiting when the subway and bus transfer finally arrived.

Hossie was hanging by the side of the venue chatting with the director and host, and there was a makeup artist by his side to fix his hair. He waved to them and let them get acquainted first.

This is not the first time for the host to interview a child. His voice and smile are as professional as a kindergarten teacher: "Don't worry, Mr. Xiang, we will code the child throughout the whole process according to Mr. Huo's requirements."

Considering Qingyue's emphasis on privacy and the fact that the other party is a complete amateur, Lie Yue has already dismissed the staff present as much as possible, leaving only a few necessary ones.

After all, Xiang Qingshan is just an elementary school teacher who faces seven or eight-year-old children all day long. When he first entered the site surrounded by "big stars and big figures", he was a little nervous; but Xiao Zhongyan was not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf. He was cute and cute at the scene, and the program crew even felt sorry I have to code and change his voice - if the original flavor is broadcast, maybe he can gain a good wave of popularity and take advantage of the trend to create a child star.

Of course, I can only think about these things in my heart. Mr. Yang has already explained that he must protect the privacy of this child according to Mr. Huo's wishes, and not let the frontal photos and related information flow into the mass media.

The host who specializes in dealing with gossip and gossip from wealthy families has experienced too many storms, and is very skillful in his handling methods. He can bring the topic to the desired direction with a few sentences of guidance, and what businessmen want is a sharp tongue. Smiling, the scene spoke beautifully and naturally, the two of them sang and harmonized, and they cooperated seamlessly. Xiang Qingshan answered according to the prepared script, and Zhong Yan did not have any surprising surprises in his childish words, and the process went very smoothly.

The program recording was completed perfectly, Huo Xixuan and the program team said

Xie Hou planned to send them back, but Xiang Qingshan came to him in a panic first: "Mr. Huo, something urgent happened at my school, can I trouble you to send Yanyan to Xiaozhong's unit?"

Xiang Qingshan's consideration was very simple: Although he seemed a little concerned about Zhong Yin when he first met him, but after all, he helped Yanyan and was entrusted by Zhong Yin to rescue him today. Boss Huo is definitely not a bad person.They are old acquaintances, maybe there was some misunderstanding when they were students. After all these years have passed, there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome.

Therefore, it seems that there is no problem in asking Huo Xixuan to send Zhong Yan to Zhong Yin.

Little Yanyan naturally had no objection, he had a natural feeling of closeness to this tall uncle, the child couldn't explain the reason, but he could only explain that he was a very handsome and nice person.

As for Huo Xixuan, he raised his eyebrows and agreed.

"Thank you so much! The address is..."

——Send the children to Zhong Yin’s company?

Horsey was speechless.

After the straightforward refusal that day, I was worried that I had no reason to go to Zhong Yin again, but God lined up and presented opportunities to him one by one.

I bought ice cream for the kids on the way, played nursery rhymes on the 10,000+ stereo echo car stereo, temporarily borrowed a child safety seat from Moonhunting Studio, and sent a message to Jiang Zheng to buy a professional one. Huo Xixuan was well prepared, While chatting with the child with his housekeeping skills, he mentally outlined the situation when he would meet Zhong Yin later.

Although he is not used to it, nor does he like to get along with children, but a successful businessman must learn to deal with anyone.

"Your name is Yanyan, right?"

"Yes!"

"How old are you?"

"Three years old~"

"I'm three years old, I'm already a big kid, can I cook?"

"Won't……"

"Who cooks in that house?"

"Daddy cooks."

The big bad wolf drove the little lamb into the trap step by step: "What kind of person is Dad?"

The little lamb replied obediently: "Very good man!"

"What does Dad usually like to do?"

"Work overtime." This is what impressed the little boy the most.

It turned out that he worked so hard. "Then, does Dad have any good friends?"

Tilting his head and thinking: "Uncle Xiang."

"Are there any other good-looking aunts and uncles?"

Think again: "No."

"That's great."

"Where is it good?"

Huo Xixuan was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that the child had actually overheard the soliloquy just now.He knew that the little guy couldn't pass on the word, and Zhong Yin wouldn't believe it even if he relayed it, so he told the truth boldly and confidently: "The good thing is, there is no one better-looking than your father."

Yanyan agreed again and again, although he couldn't figure out why this uncle who had only met him a few times praised his father so much, but he also felt the same way.It seems that this uncle has a similar vision to his own, not bad.

The children's attention was quickly attracted by other things, but Huo Xixuan, who continued to drive, was still at the end of the conversation just now, with some indescribable sadness.

——He is the dignified CEO of Qingyue, who holds the lifeline of Mocheng's economy in his hands, not to mention covering the sky with one hand, but also in charge of a lot of power.

Now it is only in front of a three-year-old child that he can and dare to take out his sincerity and wipe it for a short time, so as not to let it continue to be dusty.

It's a pity that I didn't know that Zhong Yin was in a meeting until I got to the door of the company, so I asked a female colleague with a good relationship to pick him up.His calculations were in vain, not only did he not achieve his goal, but he almost got into trouble.

Knowing her, Yanyan lowered the car window and made a trumpet shape with her hands: "Auntie, I'm here!"

A colleague came over and wanted to thank the person who came, but covered his mouth in surprise when he saw it clearly—Xiao Zhong only said that someone would send his son here, but he didn't say that this person was Qingyue's CEO!

She was one of the many people who voted for Huo Xixuan in "The No. [-] Diamond King in the Ming City". The male god suddenly appeared in front of her, without notice, like a dream.

Now not only did the person he wanted to see not see, the gossip in the office was full of wings, so don't cause any trouble for Zhong Yin.Horsey

Xuan reluctantly raised his index finger to his lips, signaling her to keep it secret, and then opened the seat belt and car door for the child.

The colleague bent down to lift the boy out of the car, and the latter turned around in her arms and waved vigorously: "Goodbye, uncle!"

He also smiled and said goodbye, started the car and was about to leave. The female colleague asked a little nervously, "Are you going to be engaged to Miss Ren?"

... This straight-to-the-point question really doesn't match her coy expression.Even if you ask yourself for an autographed photo, it's much easier to handle, but if it involves marriage, it's the worst answer.These days, how come the people who eat melons are sharper than Yuji?

It's a headache to be asked about this everywhere I go recently.Be it the reporters from Moon Hunting Night, Yang Yulei, or this girl, everyone is more eager to know the answer than the person involved.

He can sternly reject any reporter's cross-border interview, saying that it is a private matter that has nothing to do with the company's image; but he can't coldly reject an ordinary person—especially Zhong Yin's colleague.

I prevaricated a few words, my colleague is also a smart person, observing his expression, he knew he was talking too much, and bid him farewell with Yanyan.

Before Huo Xixuan left, he glanced at Zhong Yin's company, which was a much smaller building than Qingyue Group, and then drove in the opposite direction.The stereo was still stuck on the nursery rhyme interface that was temporarily downloaded, and he didn't change it again. He muted the sound, but the songs played in the street shop reached his ears.

"You loved me that day,

cherished me,

In fact, I know best. "*

Huo Xixuan suddenly remembered, among all these noisy spies about his marriage, why was Zhong Yin the only one who never asked?

Could it be that he didn't care anymore, put the past in the past, and the only one who has been stuck in the same place is himself.

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Note: *The lyrics are quoted from Caring Yan's "Love Song"