Chapter 185： : Combat power burst table (1)

After only a kiss, she quickly returned to her original position.

Seeing that he was not awake, she snickered, put her hands under her face, looked at the man lying next to her in the morning light, sighed in satisfaction, and whispered: "That , On your birthday, I will give you a sweet kiss, a kiss worth even sincerity. It is something that is incomparable to any ring or cake. You must cherish it."

After speaking, she said quietly and proudly: "Whether you know it or not, anyway, I gave the gift and my heart is here."

After a pause, she whispered: "Zuo Hancheng, happy birthday. Don't think you can take advantage of me as a thirty-year-old uncle. I will be twenty next month. Remember to prepare for me. Gift."

After speaking the whisper she wanted to say, she closed her eyes satisfied, a little unwilling to wake up in the morning sun in his arms, slowly raised her hand to hug his neck, and moved her head. Buried in his arms.

Well, it's so comfortable...let her sleep for a while...

The moment Zuo Hancheng buried his head in his arms, Zuo Hancheng's eyes did not open, but the corners of his quiet lips were slightly curved, and finally he opened his eyes and looked down at him. The little girl who was reluctant to leave in her arms raised her hand and gently stroked her head.

Anhao, who was still close to his arms, immediately became stiff, suddenly raised his head and looked at him in disbelief: "When did you wake up?"

"When someone pouted and kissed me." Zuo Hancheng raised the quilt on her body as he spoke: "The air conditioner in your room is indeed not warm enough. There is nothing wrong with you today. Go to bed for a while without getting up early."

Hearing that there is no need to get up early, I was a little shocked and felt happy. He was contented and rolled aside with the quilt in his arms: "When will we go back in the afternoon? Should we take the car or the high-speed rail?"

"The company's driver and assistant are here. Drive back." After Zuo Hancheng answered her, he glanced at the phone and said softly: "I will go back to the room to read some documents. You will lie down for a while. I will call you in an hour. Eat breakfast."

"Yeah." An Hao shrank under the quilt. When he got up, she looked at his tall and slender back and asked curiously: "Who is the old Mr. Chen from Hong Kong that Mo Bai said last night? Is it your relative or ...?"

Zuo Hancheng casually fastened the delicate silver-colored buttons on the cuffs of his shirt, looked back at her, and said softly: "A teacher who used to know me in the United States, he used to I lived in the U.S. and was a well-known professor of the Chinese business department in the U.S. Later, he returned to Hong Kong because of a family business. I have not broken contact with him for many years, and when Shengling Group was hit hard many years ago, He helped me."

"It turned out to be so. No wonder you went back to the room so seriously after hearing the news of his critical illness yesterday and seeing his recording files."

Zuo Hancheng faintly curled his lips: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, life is impermanent, Mr. Chen is a teacher and a benefactor to me, it will inevitably be sad, but this will not affect your affairs, I will go back to the room first."

"Okay." Ann stretched out the hand hidden in the quilt with a smile, and waved at him like a lucky cat.

Zuo Hancheng chuckled and turned and walked out of her room. When he walked out the door, he saw a figure outside the door and stopped in his footsteps.

An Hao didn't notice the movement outside the door. He just turned over on the bed and planned to sleep beautifully for another hour, and waited an hour later when he came to pick himself up for breakfast before getting up.

The greatest happiness in life is to get back to sleep.

...

Outside the door, Zuo Hancheng looked at the woman who suddenly appeared outside the door of the opposite room with an indifferent expression. He saw the cake and gift box in her hand, and Qingjun's eyebrows instantly became cool.

Rong Xue heard the movement behind her, and turned her head to see Zuo Hancheng who had actually walked out of the door behind her, feeling a little startled for a while.

But when she touched the obvious alienation and coolness in his eyes, she paused, and then smiled calmly at him: "I know that today is your birthday, and we happen to be in S city, so I bought some dresses. Talk about your heart..."

Having said that, she looked at him with some doubts, and saw that he was not wearing a jacket, so he came out in the opposite room. She looked at the door of the presidential suite behind her again and whispered: "Mo Bai said you are in this room, why are you opposite?"

Anhao in the room was about to go to bed, and suddenly heard the voice of a strange woman coming from outside, and when she heard that, she was obviously talking with Zuo Hancheng. She immediately sat up, listening to the outside with extremely keen ears. sound.

Outside the door, Zuo Hancheng watched the uninvited Rong Xue suddenly appear. He didn't say anything, and closed the door of the well-prepared room. When Rong Xue was still looking at him with suspicious eyes, his eyes were clear. Ran staring at her: "Mo Bai told you I am here?"

Seeing the dissatisfaction in his eyes, Rong Xue didn't mind, she still smiled calmly: "What? I'm here to celebrate your birthday, but you have to keep it away? Even if you are not a girlfriend, you are an old friend. Right? Don’t worry if you refuse the contract so thoroughly, you should always accept the gift I bought, otherwise I will lose face, right?"

Zuo Hancheng did not look at the cake box in her hand and the other two delicately packaged gift boxes. He only faintly cast his eyes on her face with only light makeup: "I accept the gift. You can put it to Mo Bai. , I still have business, I won’t be with you."

After all, he walked over and took out the room card to open the door on the opposite side. He didn't mean to leave her or say a few more words to her.

Rong Xue’s eyes suddenly showed a trace of hurt: “Hancheng, you know I’m not the kind of stalker, and I’ve never entangled someone on the initiative, but now I refuse to be on the mainland. The person outside the contract is you. I really didn’t expect you to be cruel to me so far. No matter what happened between us, after all, I..."

"The reason for the refusal of the contract is because I am standing by Transstar's investors. It has nothing to do with any personal grievances." Zuo Hancheng stood in front of the door, with his back facing the woman behind him, his voice was cold and without warmth: "Since Miss Rong also knows that she shouldn't do more entanglement, she should know that even if she comes to see me, there will be no results."

An Hao has now quietly walked to the door, put his ear to the door and listened to the conversation outside.

Rong Xue looked at him indifferently as if facing the back of a stranger in disbelief: "If Transtar’s investor were not you, I would not think of mainland development in this way. You should know my achievements in the United States. It has allowed me to temporarily shift my focus here, Hancheng, the reason I came back is because..."