Chapter 699

Lin Xiaomi has not answered, Leng Yihuang has taken off his shoes and walked into the kitchen.

Lin Xiaomi

Is this man a little too familiar?

However, originally I didn't feel hungry. As soon as the taste of breakfast floated out, Lin Xiaomi's stomach began to coo.

"Thank you. I just got up late today. I'm going to eat something downstairs. Where's Junlin?"

Leng Yihuang put porridge in front of her and said with a smile, "he is still sleeping. Let's eat first."

This gentle and polite attitude, if let a Xing a yuan anyone see, I'm afraid will be surprised.

"What time do you leave work in the evening? Let's go to the supermarket together. To be honest, I haven't been in the supermarket since my wife left."

Leng Yihuang's words are full of nostalgia for his wife. Lin Xiaomi is a woman, and really envies that woman.

"It's about 4:30. It's not necessarily. There are a lot of things in magazines recently."

After dinner, Lin Xiaomi goes to work. Leng Yihuang goes back to his apartment and sees Leng Junlin running out of the toilet with his pants.

"Dad, where have you been?"

Leng Yihuang is in a good mood: "I went to eat breakfast next door."

Leng Jun Lin Leng Leng, isn't the next door Zhu Zhu's home?

"You have breakfast together? Why don't you call me

Leng Yihuang's right tone: "didn't you get up?"

"That's because you didn't even call me!"

"You didn't ask me to call you either."

Leng Junlin is shriveled. He has never seen such an unreasonable father. He is going to run out with his pants.

Leng Yihuang picked up the remote control on the desk, opened it and said carelessly, "you are late now. Your pearl has gone to work."

Leng Junlin felt deeply hurt. He didn't have his share of breakfast, and even didn't take him to work.

Some stuffy turned and ran directly into the room. After two seconds, the door opened again. He ran out with his slippers, picked up the breakfast bag on the table and returned to the room.

As soon as Lin Xiaomi arrived at the company, he received a strange phone call. As soon as the phone was connected, there was a murmur of complaint: "Zhu Zhu, you abandoned me."

There was a fragile cry in the pathetic voice.

Lin Xiaomi was stunned and said with a smile, "are you up? Did you have breakfast? "

Leng Junlin gave a weak "um" and complained: "it's not as delicious as you do."

Lin Xiaomi opened with a low smile and said in a soft voice: "you want to listen to your father at home today, you know? I'll make you something delicious in the evening. "

What Lin Xiaomi thinks is that today Leng Yihuang cooks himself, which must be a big surprise for Leng Junlin.

When Leng Junlin heard the speech, he had no choice but to hang up the phone.

After lying on the cot for a while, Leng Junlin jumps out of bed, opens the door and looks out. Seeing Leng Yihuang still watching TV, he rubs over.

Leng Yihuang's Yu Guang sees his son whelming haw's appearance. His little hand is picking at the leather sofa. He looks up at him from time to time. It is clear that he has something to say.

He does not say, Leng Yihuang also does not ask, the manner that does not squint wants more desolate, have more desolate.

Finally, Leng Junlin couldn't hold it any longer. He rubbed his legs and said, "Dad, can I discuss something with you?"

Leng Yihuang glanced at him from the corner of his eye and motioned him to talk about it.

"Dad, can you go back to Kyoto First?" Leng Junlin scratched his head in some distress: "your presence here has seriously affected my world with Zhuzhu. We don't even have time to date."

Leng Yihuang puts out a finger and pokes Leng Junlin's head to one side. He gets up and pats the folded clothes and goes to the room.

Leng Junlin, like a small tail, followed: "Dad, OK, OK?"

In response to him is Leng Yihuang mercilessly left the door.

Leng Junlin touched the tip of his nose, almost smashed flat, and made a face at the closed door, scornful tone: "Dad, you can't because you don't have a girlfriend, you hinder me to make a girlfriend, this is very immoral and shameful thing."

Leng Junlin's words fall. The closed door suddenly opens. Leng Yihuang looks down in his eyes, cold as ice, full of contempt.

Leng Junlin shrinks his neck and closes his mouth.

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Lin Xiaomi didn't expect to receive a phone call from Xue Haolin. There were still some specific matters that the two sides didn't discuss in detail about the interview.

Because Xue Haolin has never been interviewed by women's fashion magazines, she has many questions about the magazine's style review and sales.

"Alice, why don't I invite you to dinner tonight? We'll talk about the details then."Lin Xiaomi thought about it and agreed to the invitation, but after hanging up the phone, he suddenly remembered that he had promised to teach Leng Yihuang how to cook.

To balance the two, naturally, work is more important.

I have to call back and say sorry to Leng Yihuang.

Leng Yihuang pause, attitude is very gentle and polite: "it doesn't matter, work is more important, then I also take Junlin out to eat."

"Yes, go out to eat. You father and son can get closer by the way.

Leng Yihuang snorted coldly, and then hung up.

Leng Junlin is playing games with Leng Yihuang's notebook. He hangs up and looks up at him: "Dad, is it Zhuzhu's phone? When will she be back? "

"I don't know. She has a date tonight. Maybe she won't come back."

"Date???" When Leng Junlin heard that he didn't even play games, he kicked his laptop aside and looked at him nervously: "who are you dating?"

Leng Yihuang didn't speak. He thought about it. His white, fat and tender face was full of resentment: "I know. It must be the old man!"

Leng Yihuang then looked down at him: "who?"

"It's like Xue. He must have known his mother before, but now he's thinking about Zhu Zhu again. Dad, please help me. He can't rob Zhu Zhu."

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In the restaurant,

Lin Xiaomi dispelled Xue Haolin's concerns with professionalism and promised that all interview questions must be approved by Xue Haolin.

Xue Haolin also simply agreed to the interview.

Lin Xiaomi was overjoyed: "if Mr. Xue's time is convenient, we can go into the studio to shoot next week?"

"After all, I'm not a member of the fashion industry. I'm afraid I'm a bit out of place when I enter the studio. Why don't I come to my company to shoot?"

Lin Xiaomi did not expect such a surprise: "if Xue can always agree, it would be better. I think what you are more curious about is Mr. Xue's style at work. In fact, I had this idea at the beginning, tracking and shooting Mr. Xue's day."

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