twenty two.

Lin Jingxian turned her face away.

...Not looking.

Jiang Yanxiu was dizzy by Lin Yufan's series of fathers. He felt all kinds of feelings in his heart. He squatted down and looked at him in a straight line. He had imagined countless times in his mind. The worst was expected. But now he threw himself into his arms with a slutty look. He was stunned. It took him a long time to hug him and pick him up. His voice was gentle and could pinch out water, "Cheng, can you... call me again?"

Lin Yufan widened his eyes, thinking that his father was not sincere enough, but not continuous enough, but not magical enough? He actually wanted to hear that if Xiao Jing had slapped him with a slap.

Ying, compared to Xiao Jing, dad is so gentle.

"Dad!" Lin Yufan screamed crisply, hugged his neck and smiled sweetly, "How about we exchange a gift for a meeting, Dad?" He lay on Jiang Yanxiu's face, squirted, and then smiled shamelessly, "Okay, I'll give you my gift, Dad, what do you want to give me?"

Lin Jingxian resisted the urge to slap his head and warned in a low voice, "Lin Yufan, don't be too arrogant!"

Jiang Yanxiu smiled, "What does Cheng Cheng want?"

"Well... I don't know, but I really want to go shopping in the mall. Since I returned to China, Xiao Jing's gate has not left and I will be about to grow hair."

"Then, when your father takes you out after school, will you go to class now, okay?"

Lin Yufan raised his hand and brimmed with him, "Ok, fine!"

The moment when the father and son recognize each other is much simpler and warmer than expected. But the rest is troublesome.

For example, how did Jiang Yanxiu explain the origin of this eldest grandson to Uncle Jiang, how did the Lin family whip Lin Jingxian and kick Jiang Yanxiu after they knew about it...

For example...for example, how to explain, the two people’s short and long first love, and Lin Jingxian’s motivation to insist on giving birth to Lin Yufan.

for example……

When sitting in the office, Lin Jingxian's mind was full of these uncontrollable thoughts.

I just feel my head hurt.

When he turned his head to look, Jiang Yanxiu was signing documents on the spot, but his brows were slightly frowning, probably seeing something unsatisfactory. Sure enough, he called the people from the Planning Department, leaned against the seat, raised his head slightly, and paused on the table with his face without anger: "Is such a low-level mistake made?"

The other party bent his waist thirty degrees with a pious expression, "I'm sorry, the president, I'll go back and change it now."

Lin Jingxian saw the timid timidity in the other party's eyes, thinking that the psychological quality of this employee is really not good.

Jiang Yanxiu hasn't lost his temper yet! It's scary to get angry. How friendly, gentle and approachable he looks now.

Of course, Jiang Yanxiu in her eyes is always different from what others think.

For example, since childhood, others have said that he was cold, upright and taciturn. Only she felt that he was dark and gloomy, and there was a hint of pervert. She remembered that the first time she saw him lose his temper was nine years old, and that year he was about twelve years old. Staying alone under the waterfall in the back mountain, in summer, it was the coolest here, but the children could not get close to her. She sneaked over and saw him, and she sighed sadly, thinking that it was over, and she met Brother Yan Xiu. He was so upright, and most of them wanted to sue her. She was short and planned to slip away, but he looked like he had eyes on her back, and suddenly turned his head and called her, "Jingxian, come here."

She said "Ah?" and moved reluctantly.

He sat on a raised granite stone, one leg half bent, one leg straightened, and lazily threw a handful of stone into the water. The water droplets splashed from the waterfall wet half of his clothes, and the blood inside oozed out, dyeing half of his body red, which was shocking.

Nine-year-old Lin Jingxian was not as lawless as if she was lawless. She covered her mouth, widened her eyes in surprise, and whispered, "Brother Yanxiu..." She imagined the situation that he had been attempted to be torture and kill.

He made a "shhh" gesture, and then warned her viciously, "Don't tell anyone."

Perhaps his blood was so fierce and murderous intent that even though he was a bastard like Lin Jingxian, he was inevitably frightened. He didn't dare to say a word for a long time, and finally asked, "Does it hurt?"

He frowned and said in a muffled voice: "What do you think?"

"Then do you want to see a doctor? Or I'll help you call Uncle Jiang here!" Lin Jingxian suggested. As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yanxiu grabbed her arm, closed his eyebrows and said, "Don't go!"

If you don't go, you won't go, why are you so fierce...

Lin Jingxian complained in her heart, only looking straight at him, her big eyes were filled with grievances.

At that time, Jiang Yanxiu was probably the only one who could make Lin Jingxian wronged.

Finally, he thought he felt that he was too much, and his voice softened a lot, "It hurts a lot, but I don't want to go to the hospital. Please stay with me for a while! I'm very lonely by myself."

People like Lin Jingxian who are soft but not hard suddenly felt sympathy, "Oh, okay."

He took off his shirt and washed it by the water. His upper body was naked, and his wound was covered in blood. Lin Jingxian squatted there tremblingly. He couldn't imagine how he was injured. He washed the top and hung it on the stone, and he still leaned on it, tracing it out.

Lin Jingxian pulled a few grasses called thorn buds from the side of the road, but she still mixed with others and broke them and applied them to the wound to stop bleeding.

He didn't move, and let her swell, occasionally looking at her, his expression was hard to tell by his emotions. At that time, he was already very stunning, and when he didn't speak, he looked like an aura of being unhurried and powerful.

Lin Jingxian thought that if he had ignored him at that time, there might be no future.

A difference of one thought, a difference of one thought.

The people from the Planning Department left, and the people from the Propaganda Department called over again. This time, Jiang Yanxiu couldn't help but scolded the person directly. As soon as the documents were dropped, his brows were so frowned that he could kill a mosquito. "Why did the plan that was killed at the meeting appear on my desk? Or do you think I am too idle and need to add some workload to me? Absurd! It's simply unreasonable."

Lin Jingxian held her face and watched the senior executives being scolded. She was worried while watching the show. Will she know too much? You see, everyone's embarrassing things were heard in her ears. If this were put in ancient times, it would be the first object to be silenced.

Later, Lin Jingchen called this scheming called Jiang Yanxiu.

Putting the desk under his nose, she could not hook up with the company's people and had no chance to meet the young brother. She even watched him show off his power from time to time. When she looked at him, others would not be attracted to him.

Next, she stayed under his nose all day, and even if others had the heart, they had to suppress their thoughts. But no one dared to make any decisions about her.

Finally, after seeing so many people being scolded, she was even more reluctant to make a decision on her.

Although this straight man has a strange mind, Lin Jingxian thinks it makes some sense.

In the afternoon, Baiju Film and Television came to discuss the cooperation matters in detail. Ms. Zhao also came with her fellow travelers. She asked a few questions, read the first draft, and discussed the details.

Leave only after finalizing the preliminary plan.

Miss Zhao was so excited when she saw Lin Jingxian. She asked her when she would get off work and wanted to ask her to have a meal together.

Lin Jingxian asked Jiang Yanxiu with confidence whether he could take a long rest.

How could he not agree to her request? Naturally, he had no objection and specially approved her for a long time off.

But Lin Jingxian only left for half a day and then something went wrong.

It was afternoon. Today, because the project was urgent, several departments worked overtime, and Jiang Yanxiu also worked overtime. Suddenly, he remembered that he had to take Lin Yufan to go shopping, so he hurriedly told Ah Qing to take the person over first.

Aqing told the driver of the Lin family that he didn't have to come over and went to pick him up by himself, and then brought him directly to the office.

Lin Yufan carried a small schoolbag and his curiosity made him look around. He raised his little face and asked Aqing: "Uncle Aqing, when will my father and Xiaojing get off work?" When many eyes secretly glanced at him.

First, he is cute, second, he is the person Aqing went to pick him up. Who is this sacred?

"Maybe you have to wait a while. Your mother has asked for leave and will not come in the afternoon." Ah Qing said.

Later, in order not to disappoint his son, Jiang Yanxiu forced himself to get off work in advance. When he hugged Lin Yufan out, he strode towards the elevator.

Aqing followed behind him, passing by the cubicle, and everyone peeked at him from the bottom of the sky.

Lin Yufan lay on Jiang Yanxiu's shoulder, hugged his neck and said weakly, "Dad, I'm so hungry!"

Jiang Yanxiu coaxed gently, "I'm going to have a meal now, huh?"

Boom, an atomic bomb exploded!

Everyone in the company knows that their president has a son.

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