Caressing Ling Xiao's delicate chin, Ji Qianchen's hands trembled a little, afraid of losing them to become eternal hatred.
"Don't shake, scrape along."
Ling Xiaohan holds Ji Qianchen's hand and puts the electric razor that has been opened on his chin.
follow the foam and scrape it over.
Ji Qianchen found the feeling and thought it was quite simple.
"I will." Ji Qianchen continued with a smile.
Ling Xiaohan releases her hand and hands her chin.
"Hiss..."
It's not two seconds since he let go of his hand. Ling Xiaohan feels a sharp pain coming from his chin.
"What's the matter, what's the matter?"
Ji Qianchen throws his razor in a panic and reaches for his chin.
the white foam was stained red with blood.
Ling Xiaowen, suffering from cold, went to the washing table and threw a hot water and cleaned the foam.
A scratch appeared on his side face.
Not long, not short, not deep, not shallow, but still bleeding.
"I Not on purpose. You're waiting for me to call you a doctor. "
Ji Qianchen is in a hurry to jump off the washing table.
Ling Xiaohan reached out and grabbed her wrist. "There's a band aid in the medicine box. It's OK."
"But You will be disfigured. What do you do when you go to the company later? There is also an annual meeting in the evening. You have to attend the summary and perform. "
"Just wear a mask."
Ling Xiaohan said calmly without any complaint.
Ji Qianchen looks up at his face, full of heartache.
"You know I'm stupid. I can't do anything well. Why should I shave?"
"Because I believe you."
Ling Xiao cold side of the head, in the mirror looked at their wounds, hand water wash clean, blood is not how to flow.
The fine scum on his face is almost scratched.
He picked up the razor and gave it a makeover.
"Do you believe I will disfigure you?"
Ji Qianchen rushed out of the bathroom to find the medicine box.
I found him a band aid and a disposable sterile medical mask.
Ling Xiaohan sits on the sofa and Ji Qianchen personally pastes the band aid for him.
After breakfast, Ling Xiaohan went to the company wearing a mask.
Arrive at the company building.
A sulky Ferrari came from the opposite side and stopped Ling Xiaohan's way.
Rob glanced at the car in front of him through the window. "Young master, it seems that it's young master Qi on the opposite side."
"What is he doing?"
Ling Xiao sits in the back seat, his long legs overlapping and his face wearing a mask, adding a sense of mystery.
"I'm afraid I've come to you to report."
Rob put out the fire, get off the car and help Ling Xiaohan open the door.
Ling Xiaohan got out of Maybach, a silver hand-made suit, straight and tidy.
He is like a natural hanger, showing aristocratic temperament.
Qi Yan, who came down from the opposite car, happily reached Ling Xiaohan's side. "Cold, long time no see, I miss you so much."
"We're all busy building people, and it's normal that we don't see each other."
Ling Xiaohan bypasses Qi Yan, who is in the way, and enters the company building.
"But I've made a success. What about your second child plan? By the way, what's wrong with your mask? You won't get the flu, but don't infect me. If you infect my orange at home, it's not good. She has a big stomach and can't get sick. "
Qi Yan deliberately keeps a distance from Ling Xiaohan and talks with his mouth covered.
Ling Xiaohan suddenly stopped, looked at Qi Yan from head to foot, and glanced at Luo Bu, who was following him behind him. "Luo Bu, kick him a few feet. It's better to kick him out of the building, so it's safer."
"Yes, sir."
Rob got the order and went straight to his feet.
"No, I have something to tell you. Why are you driving me away so fast?"
Qi Yan immediately moved to Ling Xiaohan and patted him on the shoulder.
"I'm not responsible for the infection."
Ling Xiao said in a cold voice, his brows locked, and his eyes full of dislike for Qi Yan.
Hearing Ling Xiaohan's words, Qi Yan was stunned for a second.
Step back, "bird flu?"
"Go away!"
Ling Xiao shouted in a low angry voice, sweeping away a sharp white eye, and Qi Yan trembled with fear.
"Gee, I'm talking about animals getting flu."
"Rob, get this guy out of here. Don't let me see him again."
It's better to be angry when you see it than not.
"Yes, young master." Rob seemed happy to do it, and pulled a few security guards at the door to rush over.
"Well, I'm not joking with you. I'm here to talk to you about business. Our family is in a bit of crisis, so I need your help."Qi Yan recovers a serious face and looks serious. He walks into the president's elevator with Ling Xiaohan.
Direct to floor 36.
After entering the office, Ling Xiaohan directly sat down on his office chair and said, "well, you won't talk to me until you have to."
"It's mainly because of a merger and acquisition case, the agreed capital was not fully implemented by the Qi family, the book capital turnover was not good, and there was not enough money to pay, and there was also a penalty. Today is the deadline. " Qi Yan sat in the sofa area and sighed deeply.
"Didn't I give your daughter-in-law three billion yuan? Not enough? "
Ling Xiaohan leaned on the chair and started to turn on the computer.
"I can't talk to her. Her money must be held. As long as she holds it, my mother will not despise her."
"I didn't expect that you were thoughtful. How much will you spend this time?"
Ling Xiaohan has taken out a stack of checks from the drawer.
"One billion, I know that for you, it's just a project remittance."
Qi Yan reaches Ling Xiaohan's desk and holds his hands on the edge of the desk. He stares at Ling Xiaohan and writes the number on the check.
"Have you thought about it? Maybe you're not really fit to inherit your family business? "
After Ling Xiaohan signed the check, Li Li left it to Qi Yan.
"I've said that for a long time, but I can't help it. I want to protect my women and children, don't I?" After receiving the check, Qi Yan put it in his suit pocket.
"Thank you, brother. Let's go. I'll go back to the company to deal with this. There are still two days to celebrate the new year. I wish you a happy new year in advance. "
"Well." Ling Xiaohan nodded and watched Qi Yan open the door of his office.
Turn around and look out of the window.
In the dark sky, there was flying snow again.
Flakes of snow fell from the air.
Whirling, falling to the ground, covered in silver.
It's new year's day again.
This is his second year with Ji Qianchen.
Time flies.
I don't know what happened to my mother.
Ling Xiaohan picked up the mobile phone on the desk and made a call to the number he never wanted to dial.
It took a long time for the phone to connect.
"Hello!"
There was an old and hoarse voice on the other end of the phone, which was different from the old man who was before so majestic and domineering.
"Is my mother there?"
Ling Xiaohan didn't call for Dad either. He asked his mother directly.
"Don't you greet me, son?"
"You have nothing to greet me, my mother?" Lingxiao's voice is cold. He is determined to find Su Wan.