My Devil Young Master

Now it's getting dark. If you don't finish the matter here quickly, Han Qilu will be impatient to wait.

"Yes." Xu Su nodded slightly: "the chairman has been waiting for you in the office, please follow me."

An chuxia quickly followed up, a few minutes later, Xu Su knocked on the door of the office for her.

"Come in." Han Liuhai is familiar with the voice.

"Miss ANN, you can go in by yourself. I won't go in." Xu Su said and helped her open the door. When she went in, the door of the office was closed again.

Han Liuhai raised his head from a pile of documents and saw that the visitor was an chuxia. He quickly put down his pen and put on a smile: "how did early summer come?"? Is there anything urgent

It doesn't matter. An chuxia tightens her gift box. She can see the fatigue in Han Liuhai's smile, which is a kind of spiritual fatigue.

She suddenly felt a kind of heartache.

She had no father when she was a child, and Han Liuhai treated her as if he were his daughter. Although there are few words of concern, isn't father like this? Although the surface is nothing, but always behind the silent pay.

Thinking of this, an chuxia spits out his tongue mischievously, walks to Han Liuhai's huge desk and says sweetly, "I miss daddy."

Han six sea a Leng, then "ha ha" ground to smile: "is ginger yuan yuan let you come? I'm going home tonight. I'm not going to have to deal with this stuff. "

Han refers to the general document.

How long will it take

An chuxia couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Seeing so many documents, an chuxia thought that she would never complain about her homework. Compared with Han Liuhai's workload, that job is nothing at all.

"It wasn't mommy who asked me to come." Ann chuxia raised his right hand holding the gift box with a smile: "this is a gift for you. Originally, this gift should be given on your birthday, but something went wrong."

She didn't say much, only that it was a mistake.

Han Liuhai stood up and took the gift box. His eyes twinkled with surprise.

Most of his life, he has received too many gifts, but at this moment, I don't know why, his mood is a little Looking forward to it?

"This is..." Han Liuhai is waiting for an chuxia to talk.

An chuxia knew that time was precious to Han Liuhai, and he no longer beat around the Bush, but said directly, "this is what seven records want to give you. However, the guy, you know, is actually very shy and didn't dare to give it to you in person, so let me send it to you. If I knew you were going home today, I would not come to disturb you and give it to you directly at home. "

Han Liuhai looks a little stiff, as if did not dare to believe that it is really Han Qilu sent her.

"Daddy?" An chuxia said, "would you like to open it?"

"Oh, good." Han Liuhai came back to himself and took out the gift from the gift bag.

Open the box and bring in a pen. On a closer look, the pen also engraved with four small characters: "happy birthday.".

The canthus of the eyes were moist in an instant.

So many years of cold father son relationship, has made him enough to ignore his son. But at this time, he could not help but red eyes in front of an chuxia.

This business tycoon, who almost everyone was afraid of, even got his eyes wet because of his son's birthday present.

An chuxia couldn't help but feel moved. How she wanted to My own father did not leave her and her mother.