Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

It was the first time in Song Zui's memory that he was so close to the He Shan Pavilion, and he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. He stood still and did not dare to move.

He quickly thought about it in his mind, Xu Ning is He Shanting's nephew, of course he can't deny it, he opened his mouth but couldn't say the word "like", he could only pinch his nose and hum.

For some reason, the other party's attitude seemed to have cooled down suddenly, and the sound of approaching footsteps stopped, and he turned around and could only see the other party's figure disappearing on the stairs, and the tough suit was blown up by the wind.

The young man's fine eyelashes froze, his answer didn't mean passing with a high score, at least passing was no problem.

After he figured this out, his attention fell back to the bag of Bai Wenqiu and the two, because he didn't know how long they would kiss, so he put the bag on the high cabinet next to the entrance of the living room and went back to his room to study by himself.

He sat on a chair to make up for the homework that he had missed in the past two days, and did two pages. The phone rang and calmly answered Xu Ning's call: "I put your bags on the cabinet in the entrance, turn left and take two steps when you enter the door and look up. see."

Xu Ning's tone on the phone was a bit evasive: "You didn't see anything today, did you?"

"what?"

Song Zui asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing."

Xu Ning, who was sitting in the car, hung up the phone with a sigh of relief, holding Bai Wenqiu secretly with the hand hidden under his sleeve.

After hanging up the phone, Song Zui remembered the picture he saw at the door. He shook his head to discharge the intimate picture like a drain, and calmly worked on the problem in his seat.

It's just that it didn't take long to finish the question, and a scene of two people kissing appeared in front of them, and the well-behaved boy couldn't help but let out a hasty cry in front of outsiders.

His mind is not clean.

Song Zui managed to forget the picture. In the next few days, he was keenly aware that He Shanting was not happy. Every time he walked to the door of the study, he would hear the sound of the door closing, and the Swiss candy he gave him was also taken away.

In the morning, Assistant Fang came to the room to tease the cat. Song Tiantian sat on the platform of the cat climbing frame. He subconsciously asked, "What does Mr. He look like?"

He has not seen He Shanting's appearance since he came to He's house for so long, and he could only see the back from the closest distance, so he couldn't help being curious.

"Serious and indifferent." Assistant Fang's voice was almost inaudible, "When he glanced at you, you felt cold all over."

Assistant Fang was talking, and watched Song Tiantian jump off the cat climbing frame in horror. The boy easily caught the increasingly heavy Song Tiantian as if he was used to it.

The boy holding the cat imagined an indifferent vampire with fangs in his mind. He handed the dessert to Assistant Fang and asked hesitantly, "Mr. He has not been very happy these two days. Does he have any problems with me?"

Assistant Fang originally waved and said no, but under the gaze of the young man, he took a sip and finished the whole dessert without knowing it.

He has eaten quite a few desserts, and this is the first time he has eaten such a delicious Xue Mei Niang, so short-mouthed, he immediately said, "I'll go to the company to ask."

In the afternoon, Assistant Fang walked into the company. He sat on a chair and sorted out the plans. When he saw the documents handed over by Secretary Zheng, both of them didn't want to step into the office.

When he was in jail, he remembered the promise he had made to the boy, and under Secretary Zheng's admiring gaze, he pushed open the office door, held the documents and said tremblingly: "Chen Ming wants to hold a board meeting on the development project in Thailand."

As an emerging country, Thailand is still in a blue ocean state in real estate development. Not only He's participated in this development, but also TC who has been cultivating in Thailand for many years and Bai's family who immigrated overseas. It is not without abundant funds.

And TC promised to get enough cheap land, which is a good deal in terms of partners and economic prospects, but He Shanting vetoed the project in Thailand.

He Shanting raised his blue-gray eyes, even though he didn't say a word, Assistant Fang was sweating from his forehead, fearing that he would blame himself.

There are no big companies without factions. To be honest, under the control of He Shanting, the environment of the He family can be said to be bright and clean. Chen Ming, the oldest director, usually keeps silent, and it is normal to raise objections to major decisions.

But it is obviously not enough for He Shanting who is committed to Yiyantang. He has not been in He's for a long time, but he just vaguely heard that it was Chen Ming's promotion that He's went public.

The listing of He's was undoubtedly a blockbuster in the capital market at that time. No one expected that He's such a large body would be listed. After all, He's demand for financing is not great, and the wealth accumulated by generations alone is not a small amount. .

Assistant Fang didn't know if He Shanting had thought about privatizing He's, but the premium rate of He's was too high, and even He Shanting could hardly recover the equity scattered in the capital market.

"Let him drive."

The man's voice was particularly calm, and Assistant Fang hurriedly read the praise from the newspaper to He Shanting: "Your character is as high as a mountain, and I have seen the sublime human soul. There are no words to describe my respect for you."

As for boasting, a cultural person would boast. Assistant Fang thought he couldn't write such a sentence. Obviously this newspaper was still denouncing He Shanting as a barbarian before it was acquired.

It's just that He Shanting didn't have any expression on his face, and he spit out the words indifferently: "cliché."

He stopped talking with sharp eyesight, remembered Song Zui's question and said, "That child Song Zui is a little uneasy because he is worried about your bad mood."

He is by He Shanting's side every day. Apart from work, a man is taking artworks. Only He Shanting makes others unhappy. No one makes He Shanting unhappy. He still remembers how Bai Wenqiu left yesterday.

"There is a little fox that was picked up by you, and it usually acts like a baby by your lap." The man's tone could not be heard with joy or anger, "Others waved to it and went back, even without waving."

Assistant Fang, who was single and single, wondered when a fox ran away from the manor, and He Shanting's eyes fell on the phone screen inadvertently.

The Swiss candy placed next to the bedroom was not accepted. Song Zui peeled off the Swiss candy and ate it. He squinted his eyes when he tasted the sweetness on the tip of his tongue. No matter how many times he ate it, he would never get tired of it.

He returned to his room to read quietly, unable to think of the reason for He Shanting's indifference, until Assistant Fang hurriedly knocked on the door of the room in the afternoon: "I asked."

The boy's dejected curly hair stood up again, and he became energetic from despondency. He moved a chair for the obviously exhausted Assistant Fang.

"It's not because of you." Assistant Fang sat on a chair and fanned himself with a newspaper because he left the company in a hurry, "It seems that fox cubs have entered the manor."

"I was picked up by Mr. He, but unfortunately I didn't feed it and ran away." He couldn't help but sigh, "It's not good for the house to be too big. Wild animals come in every day. I still have lingering fears about the curly hair last time."

Song Zui, a large and ferocious animal, automatically ignored the last sentence, and made a serious analysis: "Wild foxes are national second-class protected animals, and individuals cannot raise them privately."

"is not that right?"

Assistant Fang didn't expect He Shanting to like little foxes. I don't know where the wild little foxes come from. No, it doesn't sound wild.

And Song Zui fell into deep thought. If the water snake or Zhuyeqing were alright, they would be able to trap them by pinching seven inches. There was no way to catch a nationally protected animal.

The book says that it is normal for the other party to be unhappy when getting along, but how to calm down is a topic that needs to be learned. It is recommended that they post messages to praise the other party.

Only by currying favor with He Shanting can he stay. The young man picked up his mobile phone from Shan Ruliu. He didn't know what to send after failing Chinese for a long time. He racked his brains to recall the content on the self-evaluation form when he was in school.

"Nowadays newspapers don't even praise people." Assistant Fang, who was fanning himself with newspapers, glanced at the words on the page and said, "It's a cliché at first glance."

Song Zui looked down at the eight words of "seriousness, cheerfulness, and cheerful personality" that he had typed. As a science student, he silently deleted the words, and began to search the Internet for words of praise.

Among the thousands of sentences, he took a fancy to Duan's beautiful writing style, and the quality of the big newspaper is guaranteed. This time, there will be no mistakes, and he can confidently press send without browsing the source.

Assistant Fang continued on the sidelines: "Listen to how you describe Mr. He. Your character is as high as a mountain, and I have seen the sublime human soul. There are no words to describe my respect for you."

The confident young man slowly turned his head to look at Assistant Fang after the words fell. It can't be said that it has nothing to do with what he sent, it can only be said that it is exactly the same.