President, spoil your wife, please exercise restraint

Chapter 857: A model of warm man
Chapter 872: A model of warm man
The phone rang. It was Assistant Ren. He put down the spoon and picked it up. He asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

"Good morning, Mr. Han, you said that after reading and confirming the materials for yesterday's meeting, you would email me the electronic version and ask me to print it out and use it for the morning meeting this morning, but I haven't received it yet. , is there something wrong with the content of the information?”

Han Linjun: "..."

After looking at the unfinished document, he was silent for a few seconds. "I forgot. I will send it to you later. You go to the company first."

"...Okay Mr. Han."

Assistant Ren was speechless after putting down the phone.

Mr. Han, a workaholic who is extremely rigorous in his work and almost never makes mistakes. He has always been the one who urges others to do things. Today he actually "forgot" to send an email to his subordinates...

Aunt Qi made milk powder and brought it over. Seeing that Mr. Hanlin was busy, she decided to let her feed Sensen.

She hugged Sensen and sat on the chair on the other side, holding him to drink milk powder.

Sensen seemed to be unhappy. He held the bottle with both hands, put it to his mouth and took a few sips before letting go. Aunt Qi stuffed it in a few times and kept doing it. She couldn't help but said in surprise: "Hey, why don't you drink milk powder today?" ? It’s okay to drink once yesterday.”

Han Linjun ate the last wonton, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, stood up and said, "I'll do it."

He picked up Sensen from his aunt, put it on his arm, and stuffed the bottle into it. Sensen also licked it and let go. He pushed the bottle away with both hands and rolled his big eyes to the side.

Mr. Hanlin put down the bottle and was also puzzled.

Aunt Qi: "Can't you just drink breast milk now? I said before that Sensen is not picky about food and is easy to feed. How about I call my wife?"

"Don't call her, she sleeps late too."

Aunt Qi was already halfway up, and sat down again after hearing this.

Lord Hanlin lowered his head to look at his son. He was smacking his lips, making two "gu" and "gu" sounds in his throat. His eyes were moving around, and his limbs were fluttering towards him. He didn't look like he was full.

Out of nowhere, he looked at the bowl of wonton soup on the table.

Don't you want to drink this?

Aunt Qi saw him looking at the wonton bowl, and then realized that he had finished eating. She stood up and was about to put the bowl away when Lord Han Lin said: "Don't put it away yet, he may like the taste." Aunt Qi was stunned for a moment, "Sir, Sensen is still alive." Too young to eat salty food.”

Lord Hanlin said, "I'll just dip it in with chopsticks and try it."

He dipped a chopstick into the soup and handed it to Sensen's mouth. Sensen immediately opened his mouth and sucked it with relish.

Han Linjun: "..."

Aunt Qi: "..."

He took back his chopsticks and put on the bottle. This time Sensen accepted it smoothly and drank happily.

Aunt Qi said with a smile: "Probably because I saw my husband eating it, he was also curious and wanted to taste the taste."

Han Linjun was too embarrassed to say that it was caused by feeding him with chopsticks just now, so he responded, stood up, and walked to the sofa with Sensen in his arms.

Aunt Qi cleaned up the kitchen and came out to see Sensen had finished drinking milk and was lying on her father's shoulder being burped.

The relationship between father and son was so harmonious that she couldn't help but sigh. After living in so many homes, it was rare for a man to let his wife rest and take care of the children. Mr. Han was really a model of a warm man.

She took the mop and prepared to mop the floor. She inadvertently glanced at the closed door of the master bedroom. She recalled that she met that inexplicable girl on the way back from the supermarket yesterday. She said such unpleasant words to her wife. She was obviously very angry. But she was not allowed to tell her husband, and I don’t know if the wife said it herself. It seemed that the husband had no reaction...

Sensen hiccupped, and Hanlin Jun hugged him and stood up, returning to the dining table to continue reading the documents.

Fifteen minutes later, he sent the electronic version of the confirmed document to Assistant Ren's mailbox. He looked at the time and saw that it was 15:8. The morning meeting started at 20 o'clock. It was time to get ready to go out.

He left Sensen in the care of Aunt Qi and walked to the room and opened the door.

On the big bed, Lin Xian was still curled up between the quilts and sleeping soundly. His posture remained the same as when he got up. He walked to the bed and looked at her pretty face, which was pink and tender from sleep, her mouth was slightly open, and her long black hair was scattered. Between the pillows, the skin on her face was made whiter.

He sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his head, and reached out to gently caress his cheek, which felt smooth and tender.

The fingertips unconsciously moved to the red lips.

(End of this chapter)