Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Lin Ange's head was resting on his arm, her face facing his.    

Breathing heavily.    

Lu Yiyao kicked off her shoes' roughly 'and covered them with a blanket.    

The cot was only 1.5 meters wide, and there was little room for the two of them to lie down.    

To make Lin Ange sleep more comfortably, Lu Yiyao leaned to the side.    

His dark, narrow eyes narrowed, and his thick, straight eyelashes cast a shadow over them. Her eyes were filled with shame and anger. The lake in his heart rippled. She bent her body slightly, lowered her lips, and lightly pecked her tightly pursed lips.    

"You …"    

Lin Ange's eyes widened as her cheeks grew even hotter. Her curly eyelashes were lifted up as her dark pupils reflected Lu Yiyao's well-defined and stern face.    

"Go to sleep."    

Lu Yiyao raised his eyebrows without taking any further action and said in a warm tone.    

The crook of his arm was even more powerful.    

In such a small bed, Lin Ange didn't dare to move, fearing that she would fall to the ground if she struggled too much.    

She didn't know if it was because she had him by her side, but she felt a sense of security. Or perhaps, she was truly a little tired, a little tired. After a while, she fell asleep in a daze.    

The sound of shallow breathing came. Lu Yiyao curled his lips and smiled faintly.    

Hugging her meant that everything was quiet and good.    

This nap lasted slightly longer than usual and lasted for almost an hour.    

After getting up, the two slightly organized themselves.    

Lu Yiyao said to Lin Ange.    

"An An, I'll go talk to Hee Shen about something and then go straight back to the company. "I'll pick you up after work."    

"You don't need to come over, I'll go back by myself."    

Lin Ange didn't dare let him come over, and she repeatedly waved her hand to 'refuse'.    

"Be good and wait for me."    

Lu Yiyao embraced her and kissed her forehead as he warned her with a warm voice. With that, she walked out of Lin Ange's office.    

All the people in the secretary's office stood up and greeted him.    

He didn't even look at them, his face tense and stern, his expression as cold and strong as ever.    

Lin Ange went back to her desk and sat down. She finished reading the paperwork that had not been finished in the morning and replied to it.    

Not long after, Ding Pei carried another pile in.    

Lin Ange suddenly felt that the business of the Lin's had increased a lot recently. She casually flipped through them and raised her eyes to look at Ding Pei as she spoke.    

"Assistant Ding, in the future, let Director Hee deal with this directly. There is no need to report it to me."    

She was extremely trusting of Hee Shen and did not put up any defenses.    

It wasn't that she was young and lacking shrewdness, but that she understood that in order for a business to truly grow and expand, it had to be given the appropriate amount of authority. Not to mention trust.    

No doubt about it, no doubt about it.    

That was what her grandfather had told her.    

However, at that time, she was still young and didn't understand at all.    

"Yes, Chairman."    

Ding Pei quickly agreed. As a result, the workload on her hands would also be greatly reduced.    

"Oh yeah, Assistant Ding, get Director Yuan to send me the financial report of the T2 project."    

"Yes."    

Not long after Ding Pei left, Lin Ange received an email from Yuan Fangming.    

The T2 project is a project that works with 'the Lu's'.    

Accounts need clarity and transparency.    

Lin Ange took a sip of water and examined it closely.    

On the 53rd floor.    

In the CEO's office.    

Lu Yiyao was about to push open the door to the office when the door opened from the inside. A pretty and cold figure walked out. It was obvious that she was stunned for a moment when she saw him.    

"Director Lu …"    

"Yes."    

Lu Yiyao stood still and looked at her coldly. He pursed his cold lips and made a soft sound as he gulped down his saliva.    

"Director Lu, after you."    

Fang Qingchuan pulled the office door wider and stepped to the side.    

Lu Yiyao's face was stern and stern. In his black pupils, there was no trace of light, only a bottomless chilliness.    

He walked in.    

Hee Shen had already stood up from his desk and came over.    

"Third Young Master, why did you just arrive? I've been waiting for you for such a long time!"    

As soon as they met, he couldn't help but tease Lu Yiyao.    

"I slept for a while."    

Lu Yiyao twitched his lips and replied calmly.    

Only he spoke in such a serious manner.    

Hee Shen didn't dare to tease him openly, so he replied with a smile.    

"Looks like you've been a bit tired recently."    

"…"    

Lu Yiyao didn't say anything. He walked straight to the sofa and sat down. His long legs were folded elegantly.    

"Third Young Master, I've just arrived at Pu'er. Have a taste."    

Hee Shen sat down and personally brewed a cup of kung fu tea for him.    

"Mm, not bad."    

Lu Yiyao took a sip, looking a little lazy.    

"Third young master, why did you come here on purpose …"    

Hee Shen also picked up a glass of wine and sipped on it.    

"N9 appeared?"    

"In whose hands?"    

Hee Shen suddenly tightened his grip on the small porcelain cup. His handsome face instantly became serious.    

"Chenghai. the Xia Family. "    

Lu Yiyao drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp. Hee Shen hurriedly refilled Liu Ming's cup with tea. His brows were knitted tightly as he asked in disbelief.    

"Xia Bozhong?"    

"Yes."    

Lu Yiyao's deep gaze became sharp, while the coldness in his eyes also became colder and colder.    

"Why is it in his hands? Didn't this project break down in the past? "    

"He imprisoned the old professor and also found someone who was similar in size to the old professor and buried him in the fire."    

As he spoke, the cold air around Lu Yiyao started to become more and more insidious.    

"Is this Xia Bozhong really scheming?!"    

Hee Shen was a bit angry.    

That year, the fire turned N9's laboratory into ashes. None of the people who participated in the research were spared.    

He didn't expect that Xia Bozhong would take the old professor away for a change.    

"Third Young Master, it's strange. His son is dead and his wife is captured, so why is he so quiet? "    

A deep crease appeared between Hee Shen's eyebrows, containing a deep suspicion.    

"Yun Muliu stole the 'N9' chip and is preparing to trade privately. Do you think he will still care about her?"    

Lu Yiyao picked up the small porcelain cup again and took two sips.    

"But Xia Luoxi is his only son. How can he be so calm after such a tragic death?"    

"Otherwise?"    

Lu Yiyao glanced at him with hostility in his eyes.    

"I don't quite understand …"    

Hee Shen pursed his lips and shook his head.    

The fragrance of the tea still did not dissipate the biting cold that lingered in the room.    

"Third Young Master, that means the 'N9' chip is in Third Young Master Ye's hands now?"    

Hee Shen suddenly looked at Lu Yiyao and frowned.    

"It's fake."    

Lu Yiyao turned the small porcelain cup in his hand. The corners of his eyes were pressed down and his long, tight eyelashes were covered with frost.    

"Fake?" Hee Shen blanked out for a moment, then said thoughtfully. No wonder that old guy Xia Bozhong reacted so calmly. "But, this Xia Luoxi …"    

"The matter between Xia Luoxi and Tina caused a huge uproar. Xia Bozhong was extremely angry and embarrassed and almost kicked him out of the Xia Family."    

Lu Yiyao suddenly stopped moving his fingers. His sharp gaze stopped somewhere in the small porcelain cup.