It seems that

I don't think so.

Even though he knows he doesn't like himself, even though it's very difficult to chase him.

But didn't she know that for a long time? I've been angry with myself in advance. No matter how difficult it is, I have to catch up with him.

A man with a cold face and a cold heart, like him, is very hard to catch up with.

Let alone her. Even Su Jiu, who used to be a secretary beside him for such a long time, didn't stir his heart even if he was just one minute

Secretary.

Xiaoyan eyes a bright, suddenly turned to look at millet beans.

"Xiaomi Dou, do you care about your aunt Xiaoyan?"

"Well?" But Xiaodou looks angry one second ago.

"I think Maybe I have another chance! I won't help your mother to work in the future. Shall I apply for secretary to the president of Hans group? "

Millet bean's eyes suddenly become resentful.

"Aunt Xiaoyan, if you don't help mummy, then Mummy will be even busier?"

“…… Smelly boy, I only think about your mommy. Without me, she can pay others. Employees like me can be found at any cost. But your uncle is different. If aunt Xiaoyan misses him, there will be no second Han Qing for me to pursue. "

After a lot of talking, Xiao Yan feels that she has something wrong. Xiaomi Dou is just a five-year-old child. Why does she have to tell him this? He doesn't understand!

Think of here, small Yan fiercely stretched out his hand to pat his forehead.

"Forget it, I won't tell you. Anyway, you little fart child, you don't understand these things. I'll give this suggestion to your mother when she comes back. When I get your uncle down, I won't have to worry about anything else. I'll come back to your mommy's company to help. "

Thinking of the future, Xiaoyan's expression and eyes become beautiful.

Xiaomi Dou looks at such aunt Xiaoyan, but he shakes his head. His tone pretends to be deep: "aunt Xiaoyan, I don't want to hit you. It's a long way to go."

"It's a long way to go. How far is it to go?" Xiaoyan turned to Xiaomi Dou and said, "where did you hear that? When did you learn it? "

"Oh." Millet bean face not red heart not jump tunnel: "the teacher taught it."

"What did the teacher teach?" Xiaoyan narrowed her eyes and bit her lower lip. "Strange, aren't you in kindergarten? How can a teacher teach this? "

"Last time, in the process of teaching us to learn, the teacher said that we are still very young, and there are still many things to learn in the future, so he taught us this poem."

Xiaoyan thought about it, and felt that it seemed to be the past, so she nodded and said nothing more.

See she didn't tangle this topic again.

Millet bean is finally relieved, fortunately he is smart, round in the past.

When I got home, Xiaoyan pressed the password and asked: "you said that there should be no problem for me to leave my job, but if I enter my job there, what will your uncle do if he doesn't agree?"

What can we do?

This is an obvious fact. My uncle seems to have no interest in women. Aunt Xiaoyan is so obvious. If I go to the company to apply for the Secretary of the president, my uncle will only avoid her.

Not to mention hiring her.

Think of here, millet beans suddenly lift eyes, eyes pity to see a small Yan back of the head.

Aunt Xiaoyan is so pitiful.

Compared with mummy, mummy is chased by men, but aunt Xiaoyan not only has no one to chase, but also has to chase men, and has a very difficult one to chase.

"Alas

Thinking of this, Xiaomi Dou couldn't help sighing.

Xiaoyan opens the door and hears him sigh and asks curiously.

"What are you sighing about, young man? Come on in. Let's cook some noodles in the evening, shall we

"Good aunt Xiaoyan."

Bang!

After the door closed, Xiaomi Dou changed his shoes at the entrance, and then went upstairs with his little schoolbag on his back in slippers.

After going upstairs, he pushed open the door of his room and put his schoolbag on the desk. Then he turned to Han Muzi's room, took Han Muzi's laptop and went back to his room.

After closing the door, Xiaomi Dou opened his notebook.

He installed a positioning device on his mother's mobile phone, which can check the location of Han Muzi at any time.

Seeing her mother at the airport, Xiaomi Dou blinked like a black glass bead. After thinking about it, she began to locate another one.

In the end, they were both at the airport.

Gee.

Xiaomi Dou suddenly put his hand over his mouth and chuckled. Will he see daddy soon? Thinking of what daddy had done to Mommy, Xiaomi Dou hummed again.Smelly daddy, he still has a lot to settle with him.

I really hope that mommy can make up with Daddy quickly, and then he can rely on his identity to blackmail and blackmail yemoxuan.

Let him know that his son is good!

Let him know that bullying mommy has no good end!

Xiaomi Dou's fingers flew on the keyboard for a while, and then entered his own chat group.

As soon as he appeared, the crowd exploded.

Fat man: {Ma! I think I saw a ghost! }

Fengshen: {raising paw means that I seem to see it too. Oh, no, no, it's more terrible than ghosts. }

when Xiaomi Dou saw this row of chat records, he was speechless and typed.

Bean paste: {when did I become a ghost? }

taro: {you haven't come out for so long, and then every time you appear, you look like a ghost. Who are you? }

soybean paste: { }

French fries: {beans, you're here at last. We're dying to miss you. What's the matter with you? Haunted, our brothers still can't contact you, or you give us your contact information. }

give them his contact information? Xiaomi Dou thought of her age, sipped her thin lips, and then continued to type.

Soy sauce: {no! My mom doesn't agree! }

fat man: {??? }

taro: {???? }

Fengshen: {????? }

French fries: {} ?????? }

the following row of question marks suddenly filled the screen, which made Xiaomi Dou not respond for a long time.

Fengshen: {am I right? What did the boss say just now? His mother doesn't agree?? }

French fries: {poof, I'm going to laugh to death. Is the boss we've come to without a trace a Ma Bao? Only the mother's command is from, no self kind? }

taro: {I have a very uncertain hunch, boss Are you still young? }

fat man: {hmm? That sounds like it too, boss. You're not just an adult, are you? }

just coming of age? Xiaomi Dou blinks, typing.

Soy sauce: {No. }

fat man: {scared to death, I said, how could the boss be a child? Don't blindly bring rhythm to your chips. What I hate most is your rhythm. }

however, as soon as the fat man's words were finished, the bean paste came out in a row.

I'm five years old. }