Chapter 442 What to Do at Home

Ning Qing was telling the truth. Jian Han had lost a lot of weight in the past few days.

She originally had a beautiful almond face, but now she has lost a lot of weight and is no longer as big as a palm. However, her skin is as white as snow, which adds a bit of charm to her appearance.

After Ning Qing finished speaking, the bosses in the elevator all looked at Jian Han. Some of them who knew Tang Fan smiled and said, "Dean Tang, this is your girlfriend. She is so beautiful."

Tang Fan put his arm around Jian Han's shoulders and hugged her. He nodded, "Yes."

Jian Han froze in her arms.

She broke away slightly.

But Tang Fan's hand gently pressed on her shoulder, meaning--give me some face in front of so many people.

Jian Han stopped moving.

Another person asked, "Dean Tang, when can I drink your wedding wine? Since your second brother passed away, Mr. Tang's hope of having a grandson has fallen on you. You can't let him down."

"That's right," Tang Fan responded politely, "We will go back to Singapore in the next few days, and we will get married when we return to Singapore. My grandfather's wish is coming soon."

"Haha," everyone laughed, "Miss Jian seems to be very popular with children, so let's first wish Dean Tang to give birth to a big fat boy as soon as possible and become a father."

Jian Han listened numbly to their conversation. Being held by Tang Fan, she couldn't feel any warmth. She wanted to raise her head and look at the man opposite, but she didn't have the courage.

He probably doesn't care either.

At this time, there was a "ding", the elevator door opened, and Zhou Dayuan was the first to walk out.

Lu Shaoming put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at the man's back, and called out, "Da Yuan..."

Zhou Dayuan left without looking back.

Ning Qing walked out with Xiao Jinwen in her arms and stood beside Lu Shaoming. The bosses around her all said goodbye and left. Finally, Jian Han and Tang Fan walked out.

Jian Han looked at the direction in which the man disappeared and said to Ning Qing, "Ning Qing, Mr. Lu, I'm leaving first."

"Sister Jane, I'll give it to you."

"No need." Jian Han shook his head and reached out to touch Xiao Jinwen's head before turning and leaving.

Tang Fan kept his arms around her shoulders. The two of them walked to the corner. When no one was around, Jian Han struggled to get out of Tang Fan's arms and took two steps to the side. "Tang Fan, I'm leaving."

"Jian Han, it's getting late now, I'll drive you off."

"Need not."

Tang Fan quickly went to hold Jian Han's little hand, "Jian Han, I said that in front of so many people in the elevator just now. Are you angry?"

Jian Han shrank back, not letting him touch her, "You're not angry...Tang Fan, don't do that again. It's hard to keep a lie after you tell it. Don't let people misunderstand you."

Jian Han leaves.

Tang Fan looked at her back with frustration in his eyes.

…

Jian Han was still wearing the light pink skirt, but she was covered with a beige knitted cardigan. This place was close to her apartment, so she walked home instead of taking a car.

After walking for a while, the mobile phone in her bag rang. She clicked on it and saw a number that was familiar to her bones.

Zhou Dayuan's.

Jian Han's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Since the quarrel that night, he never called her again.

Why is he calling now?

Jian Han bit her pink lips with her fine white teeth and pressed the button to answer the phone.

"Hello…"

There was no sound over there, it was very quiet.

Jian Han didn't know what he meant. She called but didn't speak. She was slow-tempered and couldn't speak. "...Hello... Dayuan..."

She called his name tremblingly.

The breathing on the other side was rapid. Jian Han listened to the rough sound like the rising and falling of the chest. It was very unusual. She didn't know what he was doing on the other side.

She didn't know what to say, but when she heard him panting, she finally waited for him to say something, her voice was hoarse, "Take off the cardigan outside."

He ordered her, no longer looking gentle, with a fierce and lazy smile in his tone, evil and unrestrained.

Jian Han generally understood. Her almond-shaped face was red and white, and she didn't know whether it was shame or humiliation. She even lowered her head and didn't dare to look at the street. She knew that his car was probably parked near her.

He is looking at her.

The tip of Jian Han's nose turned red. She didn't dare not follow what he said. She didn't even think about resisting. She touched one of her shoulders with a small hand and pulled open her cardigan. The skin is floating in the air.

The tears finally fell from her eyes.

The other side stopped, "Why are you crying? You're disappointed!"

"Dudu", he picked up the phone mercilessly.

Jian Han knew that he was gone and was not satisfied with her, so he would probably drive to find another girl. There were many girls who appeared next to him recently.

Jian Han put away her cell phone, wiped away her tears and continued walking towards the apartment. She touched her flat belly with her little hand. She was talking to her baby, baby, your dad is here to see... Dad just doesn't know you exist. If dad knows, He will definitely be happy...

…

Lu Shaoming and Ning Qing were still in the hall. Ning Qing looked at Jian Han's disappearing figure and frowned. She couldn't help but exclaimed, "What's going on with Brother Dayuan? Do you need to be angry for so long after a quarrel?" ? He is unhappy when he sees Sister Jian being with Dean Tang, but he doesn't take the initiative, so he will only push Sister Jian away. "

Lu Shaoming chuckled and looked at the little woman beside him. There was gentleness in his low voice, "Da Yuan was scared of being hurt. Jian Han left when he was in trouble six years ago. Although Da Yuan didn't say anything, , but there is a shadow in his heart and he feels insecure. Maybe Jian Han did something to irritate him, and he dare not move forward. "

Ning Qing nodded, "Well, that makes sense... No, I have to find a way to help them."

At this time, her small fragrant shoulders were held by a big hand, and her whole body fell into a clear and broad embrace, "Don't think about others for now, let's go home."

Ning Qing bumped into his black suit, which was well-cut, crisp in texture, and exuded the breath of a mature man. Ning Qing blushed and struggled a little, "Go home...what to do?"

After saying this, Ning Qing wanted to bite off her tongue. What was she talking about?

The man's ears were so poisonous that he naturally heard the ambiguity in her words. He raised his eyebrows and was in a good mood, "Madam, are you reminding me by saying this? If you don't do something when you go home, wouldn't it be a disappointment to your wife? You performed well today, and I will reward you when you go home."

Reward her?

Ning Qing was drunk, who was the reward for that matter?

Although she was very comfortable with him.

Ning Qing was shy like a little woman, symbolically, Lu Shaoming looked at her pink cheeks, half-pushed and half-hugged her and walked out.

The atmosphere was warm and Zen.

At this time, "Lu Shao, Ning Qing..." It was Xiao Zhou and several staff members who came over.

"Ning Qing, the car is ready. You said you would hold a celebration party tonight. I have booked the address."

Ning Qing froze, then slapped her head. She was fascinated by the man next to her and was eager to go home with him...but she forgot about the celebration party tonight.

Ning Qing immediately handed Xiao Jinwen in her arms to the man. She embarrassedly stuck out her pink tongue, and her soft voice was negotiating. Looking at his face, "Shao Ming, can you take Xiao Jinwen home first? I'm going to the celebration party to show my bottom and will be back soon."

Lu Shaoming held Xiao Jinwen in one arm. He frowned, and his thin red lips were pursed into a line. He was obviously unhappy, "Ning Qing!"

No extra nonsense, just called her name.

Strong deterrence.

Ning Qing's scalp tingled. Just now at the competition, he gave her face, saying that there would be some trouble at night. In fact, she was the least important at home.

What washboard? She was better off kneeling.

Ning Qing was in a dilemma. Behind her were Xiao Zhou and the others. She had said in the morning that she had to keep her word at the celebration banquet. Besides, it was still early. He could take his son home first and she would be back soon.

The long night... would not affect him.

Ning Qing looked at him with a pair of bright autumn eyes and pleaded weakly, "Shao Ming, let's make it like this. I will be home on time in one hour, one hour."

Ning Qing turned around, stretched out her hand to call Xiao Zhou and the others, and ran away as agile as a little rabbit.

So, Xiao Jinwen looked at his mother's figure and turned his head to look at his father. It was over. His handsome face turned black.

This "black face" was mainly manifested in---

The two of them sat in the back seat of the luxury car. He climbed up his hands and feet and climbed onto his father's thigh. Before he sat down, hey, his father swung his long legs and threw him directly into the corner by the car door.

Little Jinwen, "..."

Zhu Rui realized the tense atmosphere and immediately laughed to smooth things over, "President, my wife is happy that she won the championship today, so we should hold a celebration banquet. My wife will be back soon, please... wait... hehe..."

Zhu Rui smiled awkwardly and glanced at the man carefully through the rearview mirror. The man had no expression on his face, "Drive your car. If you don't want to drive, get off!"

Zhu Rui, "..."

...

Little Jinwen went back to the villa with his father. Aunt Yang prepared a table of dishes. The father and son sat face to face and finished the meal in great silence.

Little Jinwen also learned his lesson. If his father was angry, he couldn't afford to offend him, but he couldn't hide. He climbed up the stairs and sat on the carpet in the bedroom to play with building blocks.

He was having fun when his father came.

Dad stood beside him and looked at him, then left. Little Jinwen turned his head and saw his father standing at the door of the bathroom, his long legs lazily overlapping, his tall and handsome body leaning against the wall, his left hand in his trouser pocket, and his right hand holding a mobile phone to make a call.

"Hey, Ning Qing, come back soon... Well, your son has been complaining of stomachache after dinner... The doctor checked and said it's nothing serious, but your son keeps crying and wants mommy to hug him..."

Little Jinwen thought, this daddy is really shameless, he is fine, he can eat, sleep and jump, how can his stomach hurt?

Daddy doesn't feel ashamed to lie.

Little Jinwen despised in his heart, daddy came, the trousers cut like a knife were pulled up because of his squatting action, revealing the black cotton socks and slippers on his feet, which were fresh and moist and charming, "Lu Jinwen, daddy tells you, when mommy comes back later, you have to hold your stomach and pretend to be in pain, okay?"

Little Jinwen raised his head, his big grape-like eyes rolled around, OK, a tiger father has a dog son, with a big liar daddy, how can this little liar be inferior?

Little Jinwen patted his chest with his little hand, leave it to me later.

Isn't it just sticking to mommy and not letting mommy leave?

No big deal.