Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

Assistant Fang walked into the study with the dessert Song Zui gave him. The pale-skinned man sat on a chair to approve the documents, and there was no sign of fatigue in his eyes.

He Shanting is like a power animal that doesn't get tired. He has made drastic reforms to the He family, and he doesn't care about the good looks at all. The old man headed by Chen Ming in the board of directors discusses in private, which is not like the elegant He family.

But no one can deny that under the leadership of He Shanting, He's has grown at an astonishing speed by cutting down bloated subsidiaries and annexing emerging companies that are gaining momentum.

Assistant Fang said carefully: "Song Zui went out in the morning and came back in the afternoon. It sounds like he was out with friends."

I don't know if it was his illusion, but the breath in the air became colder when his voice fell, he bite the bullet and handed over the cake: "This is a small cake he made for you with his own hands, this kid is afraid that he has never seen someone so proactive , I like you from the bottom of my heart."

His words weren't all compliments, the young man was shy and rarely took the initiative to speak, he probably got closer because he really liked He Shanting.

It was strange to say that the coldness just after the last sentence disappeared, and the indifferent man stopped looking at the document.

Assistant Fang heaved a sigh of relief. He Shanting inherited his mother's elegance in terms of food and clothing. Even if he only ate ordinary cakes, he still had to use a silver spoon with a long handle.

Taking advantage of He Shanting to taste the cake, he said, "You don't know how hot it is in the attic. I sweat all over my face when I go in and sit there. Do you want to change the child's room? Living in the attic is not an option."

After he finished speaking, he didn't have any expectations, because He Shanting was extremely sensitive to sound and could not tolerate other people living across the way, and the guest room had never been occupied by anyone.

I don't know if it's because of the dessert, but Assistant Fang heard He Shanting humming slightly, it seems that it's done.

As night approached, Assistant Fang couldn't help but happily walked to the attic and said to the boy, "Hurry up and pack up and change to the guest room. It's too hot here, how can people live in summer?"

"Thank you Brother Fang."

Song Zui bowed.

"You see you are always so polite." Assistant Fang waved his hand, "I just mentioned this matter in front of Mr. He, mainly because he likes your gift."

There was surprise in Song Zui's eyes, he seemed to have figured out He Shanting's temperament a little bit, he likes sweets and doesn't like people talking about old people, he needs to approach carefully to get closer, and he doesn't know when he can propose to keep him.

He hugged the cat and followed Assistant Fang to the guest room. The daily goat milk was not in vain, and the kitten timidly grabbed his clothes. If it was in the past, it would just stay in his arms.

They walked to the door of the guest room. Compared with the attic, the guest room is really a big room. There is a big soft bed and a transparent viewing platform. The sunlight will not be as hot as the attic and the temperature is just right.

Not only did Song Tiantian purr happily as soon as he entered the room, even he himself was a little excited, living in a big room would allow him to have a larger desktop to accommodate physical instruments, and he could also give Song Tianan a cat climbing frame, it seemed that life was slowly getting better .

Because there are servants who usually take care of the room and don’t need to clean it himself, he only needs to move the luggage out of the attic and put the textbooks on a separate bookshelf.

After tidying up, the teenager turned on his mobile phone to browse the price of the cat climbing frame. When he saw the price of hundreds of dollars, he was silent. After running out of savings, he decided to build a cat climbing frame with discarded wood.

He drew a sketch down to millimeters on paper, and spliced ​​wood to the required size. The number of nails was only a dozen or so. In order to save the number of nails, he used a mortise and tenon structure to fix the bottom.

Assistant Fang looked at the boy's skillful use of the hammer, and for some reason, he had the feeling that Song Zui would be very focused on everything he did. He had only seen this feeling in He Shanting.

His eyes fell on the young man's hand, which was different from the children in the city. Instead of delicate skin, it was covered with dense calluses. Xu Ning had never done housework when he was young.

After a while, the boy built a two-meter-high cat climbing frame. The kitten lay obediently under the boy's legs. Assistant Fang always felt an inexplicable sense of warmth looking at the picture, and the cold house was covered with temperature.

"Tiantian seems to be very attached to you. You must often play with him." Before leaving, he couldn't help asking, "Can I see how you all play?"

The boy hummed.

Assistant Fang was full of longing. He often watched videos of cute pet bloggers on Weibo. The blogger sat on the sofa and shook the cat teasing stick. Very nice.

He was still immersed in his thoughts, and the next second he saw the boy holding a bottle of milk in his hand, and said to the still-weaned kitten, "Bite it."

Hearing the instruction, the kitten jumped onto the cat climbing frame immediately, like a wolf cub hunting, and jumped down to grab the feeding bottle. It looked like a strong little leopard. Assistant Fang was terrified, wondering whether this was raising a cat or not. Raising tiger cubs?

After Assistant Fang left for something, Song Zui was still adjusting the cat climbing frame. He was extremely rigorous in the details, and would use a hammer to correct anything that was wrong with the drawing. He was going to adjust it to be exactly the same as the drawing.

Although it is meaningless, there will be a sense of psychological satisfaction, and he is obviously unaware of his obsessive-compulsive disorder while waving the hammer.

The sound of bang bang bang bang bang was particularly noticeable in the villa at night. When he was concentrating on knocking on the cat climbing frame, the mobile phone on the table suddenly turned on.

While looking at the drawings, the teenager scratched open the phone, thinking it was a spam message, and glanced at it inadvertently, and the screen was a message from a friend.

——You have added He Shanting, now you can start chatting

The moment he saw the news, he froze. He stopped swinging the hammer, not knowing why the application was suddenly approved.

There is no free pie in the world, did you suddenly feel that he is not bad, or is the cake today not bad?In any case, it was a friendly signal from the other party, and he had to respond well.

The way to say hello kept flashing in his mind. Contacting people is much more difficult than physics problems, and finally he chose the least error-prone way. He was just about to send the word hello nervously when a message popped up on the screen.

【He Shanting】Go out and live again

The young man who still didn't want to go out to live touched his curled hair. Sure enough, the friendly signal was just an illusion. The little blacksmith gently put the hammer on the table.

He sat down on the chair lightly, trying not to make any noise, fearing that it would take too long, He Shanting would get impatient, so he quickly typed a good word in the text box.

The speed of typing was too fast and he didn't notice the association at the end of the word. He subconsciously clicked send, but after sending, he was still satisfied with the speed. is a sentence.

[Song Zui] Good wife.