Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Lu Yiyao replied warmly while supporting Lin Ange.    

"Thank you, Doctor Tang."    

Lin Ange smiled calmly at Tang Min. Tang Min nodded with a smile.    

When the two of them walked out, Tang Yi was still waiting at the door.    

He probably saw that Lu Yiyao was in a really good mood today, so he took this opportunity to 'tease' him.    

"Boss, did you remember my aunt's explanation just now?" "If you don't remember, you can ask me anytime …"    

"F * ck off."    

Lu Yiyao's thin lips slightly opened as he coldly spat out a word.    

"Yes, Boss."    

Tang Yi didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed even more recklessly and quickly ran away.    

"Lu Yiyao, can you not treat Doctor Tang like this in the future?"    

Lin Ange's delicate eyebrows frowned as she asked softly.    

"What's wrong?"    

"It's not good for you to come and go like this."    

"I'm used to it."    

Lu Yiyao knew that she was saying that his attitude towards Tang Yi was a bit cold. After pausing for a moment, he raised his eyebrows and said.    

"However, I'll try my best to 'correct' it in the future."    

"Hm, this kid is worth teaching."    

Lin Ange laughed. Her clear eyes were like the stars in the night sky, bright and shining.    

Lu Yiyao couldn't help but kiss her.    

The two of them embraced each other, which, in the eyes of the bystanders, naturally attracted a wave of envy.    

Not long after the Maybach drove away, Lin Ange discovered that it wasn't the route back to the Lin's Group. Zhang Xuan frowned.    

"Lu Yiyao, where else are we going?"    

"Going home."    

Lu Yiyao held the steering wheel with one hand and held Lin Ange's delicate hand with the other.    

"Go home? Which home? "    

Lin Ange was at a loss for a second before she said anxiously.    

"No?" I still have to return to the the Lin's. The company has many things that I need to take care of. "    

"Mrs. Lu, didn't you remember what Doctor Tang said just now?"    

Lu Yiyao tilted his head and looked at her.    

"Doctor Tang just told me not to stay up late. Didn't she say she wouldn't let me work?"    

Lin Ange leaned toward him, her clear eyes narrowing as her long, comb-like eyelashes curled up even more. A hint of worry surfaced on her face.    

During this period of time when he was on his way to Li City, he had already accumulated a lot of work.    

Ding Pei had already filled up her daily work schedule.    

If they were to fall behind, it would definitely affect the progress of the later work.    

"I'm just going to rest for half a day. It's fine."    

Lu Yiyao held her tightly, his sharp lips slightly curled up as he laughed and coaxed her.    

"Not even after half a day, I still want to …"    

"Be good."    

Lu Yiyao's eyebrows sank. The more he invented the Black Eye, the more people were unable to resist his brilliant gaze.    

"You …"    

Lin Ange knew she couldn't defeat him, so she gave him a glance before sitting back down. She turned her head to look out of the window in frustration.    

The Yunjing after the rain.    

The streets were neat and clean, and the greenery would be lush and verdant.    

The flowers of the season are first to bloom.    

The streets were beautiful, but she wasn't in the mood to appreciate them. She only thought about her work.    

Lu Yiyao let go of her hand and opened the car phone.    

Ding Pei's voice sounded quickly.    

"Director Lu …"    

"Your chairman will be resting this afternoon. For the afternoon's work schedule, move back a little. "Also, don't disturb her unless it's urgent."    

Lu Yiyao raised his thin lips and ordered coldly.    

"…"    

Lin Ange immediately turned around, her eyes narrowed and she was speechless.    

"Ok, Director Lu, I understand."    

Ding Pei answered lightly, but there was still no change in her tone.    

Seeing that the call ended, Lin Ange finally spoke to Lu Yiyao in 'rage'.    

"What makes you think you can call my assistant?"    

"I'm your husband."    

Lu Yiyao replied faintly.    

"…"    

Lin Ange rolled her eyes at him and stopped talking.    

"Screw off, I'll call for you when it's time."    

Lu Yiyao pinched her fingers, which were like spring onions, and gave her a light kiss on his lips.    

Lin Ange felt her fingers tremble as a light flashed in her eyes. Her heart throbbed inexplicably.    

Behind this domineering man, there was always a moving gentleness hidden.    

She obediently adjusted her seat, leaned back, and closed her eyes.    

After a while, he fell asleep.    

When the Maybach arrived at the villa by the lake, she was still unconscious.    

Lu Yiyao gently opened the car door and carried her out.    

When Zhou's mother saw that they had returned, her face was filled with pleasant surprise.    

"Third young master …"    

"Lower your voice."    

Lu Yiyao raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice.    

"Yes."    

Mrs Zhou did not dare to say anything else. She stood on the spot and watched Lu Yiyao carry Lin Ange upstairs.    

Not long later, Lu Yiyao walked down and instructed her.    

"Make some nutritious porridge. When Young Mistress wakes up, she'll drink it."    

"Yes, Third Young Master."    

Mother Zhou went to the kitchen to busy herself.    

Lu Yiyao walked into the living room and called Ding Mo again.    

"I've already given you all the work for the afternoon."    

"CEO, is something wrong?"    

Ding Mo said worriedly.    

"I'm fine."    

Lu Yiyao coldly replied and hung up the phone. He then went upstairs again and returned to his bedroom.    

Without changing his clothes, he laid down beside Lin Ange.    

His injuries had just healed. He had been on the plane for so long and had been busy all morning, so he was a little tired now.    

The two of them embraced each other and fell into a deep sleep.    

"..."    

Yunjing.    

At Heaven's One Tea House.    

Gong Nanling came to 'Qin Garden Spring' with a heart full of anger.    

The silk bamboo curled.    

The zither melody.    

The decor here was very quaint, even the waiters were all in the same style.    

Gong Nanling strode into the room and immediately saw Xia Luoxi, who was playing a zither on the floor.    

The melody was sweet and melodious.    

He sounded noisy. He really wanted to kick him right in the heart.    

"Xia Luoxi!"    

Gong Nanling clenched his teeth and roared at Xia Luoxi.    

"Young Master Gong, please sit."    

Xia Luoxi was not in a hurry. He slowly stopped what he was doing and looked up at him. The light in his eyes was dim and unclear.    

"Speak, what are you trying to do?!"    

Gong Nanling had no mood to sit down. He frowned, lowered his eyes, stared at him and said angrily.    

"Young Master Gong, sit down. We'll talk slowly."    

Xia Luoxi stood up with a hint of smile in his eyes, his voice was neither fast nor slow.    

"I don't have time to talk to you. Say it, what exactly do you want? "    

Gong Nanling looked at him and felt disgusted. He didn't want to stay a second longer.    

"Young Master Gong, you're so angry now. I'm afraid that if I say it out loud later, you will explode this place. "    

Xia Luoxi walked towards the tea table slowly, tidied up his clothes, and sat down with his legs crossed.    

On the tea table.    

In the stove where the tea was being brewed, the flames burned brightly.    

A wisp of the misty tea fragrance pounced on Gong Nanling's nose, but it did not make him feel at ease.    

Seeing Xia Luoxi's attitude, Gong Nanling could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and kicked the zither in front of him.    

Buzz.    

The zither let out a wail and rolled down from the zither stand.    

Two strings were broken.    

"Xia Luoxi, if you don't f * cking say it, do you believe that it will be the same as this zither …"