CEO, You Look Like My Daddy

In the kitchen, Jian Haixi held his mobile phone in his ear. "Dudu" sounded several times, and then he answered the phone. The clever voice in the receiver was a little nasal. I don't know if he had cried just now.

"Sister Haixi."

"Qiao Qiao, are you all right? Have you had dinner?" Jian Haixi seemed to see a Qiao Qiao with a red nose and eyes immediately after listening to the voice. She couldn't help feeling distressed, and even her voice was more gentle.

Qiao Qiao paused for a moment and said in a jar: "I've eaten... I'm sorry, sister Haixi, it makes you worry."

She thought that Jian Haixi would persuade her to leave without saying a word even if she couldn't speak to her on the phone, but Jian Haixi was still so considerate and gently asked her whether she had eaten. Qiaoqiao suddenly felt that the tears she had just stopped had a tendency to flow down again.

She sucked her nose hard, then pressed down the sour feeling in her eyes, and only listened to Jian Haixi.

"Say what silly words." Jian Haixi smiled and looked back. Although people stayed in the living room, they couldn't help looking at Mo Jue, picked their eyebrows, reached out and closed the kitchen door.

Mo Jue: "

After arriving here from jianhaixi tonight, although he was in a mood, he was no longer silent, and even took two bites of dinner, he had to say that his face was really black for several layers.

Jian Haixi didn't care about him. He closed the door, leaned against the cooking table and said to the other end of the phone, "Qiaoqiao, shall we talk?"

It seems that she is afraid of Qiaoqiao's heart. Without waiting for the other end to respond, she added: "don't worry, I closed the door. Now I'm in your kitchen. Mo Jue is outside. He can't hear our conversation."

She said a lot, but Qiao Qiao on the other side gave a slight meal, which seemed more sad. After a moment of silence, she said in a deep voice: "that's not my home."

"Who said that?" Jian Haixi asked angrily, paused for a moment, and wondered, "Qiao Qiao, you don't even know that this house is under your name now?"

"What?!" the Qiao Qiao was surprised. His voice couldn't help raising several degrees. He was stunned for a long time before he said in an unbelievable whisper, "how can it be..."

Jane Haixi was so surprised that she couldn't speak. She shook her head and said with a smile, "is it necessary to be so surprised? You're my sister. Will I watch you homeless?"

"But, but it..." Qiao Qiao couldn't react. She stammered. She couldn't connect the house with the words belonging to her. She always thought she was just staying at Mo Jue's house. She never knew that the house was hers

"That Mo..." she almost blurted out and called out brother Mo, only called one word, swallowed it again, bit the tip of her thumb, lowered her head and stopped talking.

Jian Haixi smiled. Even if she didn't speak to her face and only listened to her, she could make an eight or nine points correct. She smiled and explained, "it was really left to Mo Jue at that time, but you know what he was like two years ago. We were going to set up a room for you and him. Anyway, we all live in the community."

"As a result, Mo Jue said that she didn't need any trouble and just assigned him to you. So, theoretically, the house belongs to you." she paused, and her original serious tone changed, as if an elder taught her younger generation, or more like a sister taught her younger sister and taught her head with great sincerity, "If you like, don't make you unhappy. You can drive him out and let him go with his baggage. There's no need to run away from home by yourself?"

"Sister Haixi, I..."

Qiao Qiao whispered. What Jian Haixi said had a great impact on her. She didn't know how to react for a moment.

Jian Haixi smiled and comforted: "I told you this, not to make you stressed, just to let you know that this has always been your home. No matter where you go, you can't say you don't have a home, okay?"

In the quiet night, her gentle voice came through the receiver, which made Qiaoqiao feel like a warm water flowing through her heart. From yesterday to now, those sad and helpless at the bottom of her heart quietly faded.

Qiao Qiao heard her say, "this is your home. I'm your sister. Qiao Qiao, these won't change at any time."

Her tears burst into her eyes in an instant. She could only clench her lips and sob: "sister Haixi... I'm sorry, I'm worrying you again."

It turned out that when she didn't know, Jian Haixi had silently made so many arrangements for her, brought her to a bright world, gave her friends and warmth, and now gave her a real home.

That house is not a simple building. As long as it is there, it means that no matter where she is in the world, there will always be a place waiting for her to go back and shelter her from the wind and rain.

"Take good care of yourself when you're out to relax. I'll forgive you, otherwise I'll be really angry." Jian Haixi heard her crying, smiled and coaxed, "don't cry anymore. How can you always have red eyes when you go to relax."

After that, she paused, as if she had just suddenly remembered and casually mentioned such a sentence, and said to the head: "By the way, Mo Jue actually has you in his heart, but he thinks that Eugene Yan's affair is not over yet. In addition, he is very confused. He thinks that what development with you at this time is very unfair to you, so he has been grinding haw. But leave him alone and have a good time outside. Why When you're happy and homesick, just come back. "

Jian Haixi said it very simply, explained Mo Jue's mind, and didn't give Qiaoqiao too much pressure. She just asked her to have a good time and make herself happy.

Qiaoqiao felt a slight shock at first, then warmed up a little, and said seriously to her mobile phone, "thank you, sister Haixi."

They said a few more words. Most of them were Qiaoqiao instructed by Jian Haixi. It wasn't long before they hung up the phone.

In the end, Qiaoqiao was not as depressed and sad as when she just answered the phone. Jian Haixi was also relieved. She put away her mobile phone, got up and opened the door, but didn't go out. It was obvious that she expected Mo Jue to stand outside.

Sure enough, as soon as the door opened, Mo Jue was standing at the kitchen door with a black face and said to her, "I heard it all. Are you really helping me?"

"Of course." Jian Haixi nodded. "Didn't I tell Qiaoqiao everything clearly?"

Have you made everything clear?

Mo Jue groaned discontentedly, "the only part you mentioned about me is the last one by the way, okay?"

Jian Haixi rolled his eyes silently, raised his feet and walked out over him. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "be content with you. I don't even want to say anything about the coincidence of you bullying my family."

Mo Jue: "