Failed Boss

Chapter 83
Murong Wan kept looking at her father in amazement, until he passed by her, without noticing her existence.

At this time, Yan Huang, the male assistant who came to see if the chairman of the board had arrived, came over, looked at Murong Jing who was close at hand, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Chairman, you are finally here." After finishing speaking, he turned around, " this way please."

Murong Jing raised his jaw slightly, and walked in with long legs, but he didn't find his daughter from the beginning to the end.

On the contrary, the moment Yan Huang turned around, he saw the beautiful and noble girl in front of the easel next to him, a strange look flashed in his eyes, he nodded slightly as a greeting, and then followed Murong Jing.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Murong Wan's eyes. Although she knew that her father didn't care much about her and her younger brother, her mother always said that her father was busy with work, so he might have neglected to take care of them. She believed it, but just now... her father almost walked towards her but didn't see her at all...

Although Murong Wan is well educated and doesn't cling to one thing, she must ask clearly, but in the end she is just an ordinary girl who also yearns for fatherly love.

No longer in the mood to paint, Murong Wan put away her easel and tools and left.

The sky was gloomy, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

It is said that June Day has a baby face, and it changes as soon as it is said. I did not expect the weather in autumn to be so fickle.

A black business car was driving on the road, and then stopped in front of a huge black fence gate.

Because the front is the private asphalt road of Baili's house, and there is a guard room at the iron gate, unless Baili Hanchu gives permission, otherwise, cars generally cannot pass through here, so this is also a checkpoint Or a barrier.

Inside the car, Aqiusha looked at the man in the cab with a smile, and said gratefully: "Thank you for taking me back, the front is my young master's private property, it may not be convenient for you to take me there, so just put me in Here."

Xiao Wang turned his head and looked worriedly at her bandaged knee, "But Miss Aqiusha, your knee is injured, and it's still far from Master Baili's castle, why don't I call you?" Call Master Baili, and drive you in after getting his permission."

Xiao Wang has always been modest and polite, and after what happened just now, he has never seen those unusual expressions on his husband's face, and he has some understanding of his past, so after thinking about it, he also saw something. Two, because of this, I became more respectful to Aqiusha.

Aqiusha waved her hand, "Don't worry about it, I'll just walk in by myself." Although her voice was not high, it was firm.

There was a flash of praise and admiration in Xiao Wang's eyes. This girl really has a kind of stubbornness in her body.

"Then I'll go down first, goodbye." Aqiusha said, opened the door and got out of the car, but did not leave immediately, but watched the business car turn a corner, raised her hand and waved in mid-air: "Wait a minute Walk."

Xiao Wang poked half of his head out of the car window, "Miss Aqiusha, goodbye, I'm leaving first, please be careful."

"Well, I will, thank you." Seeing that he cared about her so much, Aqiusha felt a little shy.

Xiao Wang withdrew his gaze, the window glass slowly rose, and then, the car sped out like an arrow off the string, rolling up a burst of fallen leaves.

Autumn is really a bleak season.

Aqiusha unconsciously put her hand into the blue satchel and touched the cold pure gold pocket watch, but a tinge of warmth rose in her heart...

In the castle, there is harmony.

Baili Hanchu was sitting on the European-style sofa, with a silver notebook on the tea table in front of him and a cup of black coffee next to him, his deep and handsome eyes were staring at the screen in front of him, his slender, white hands that looked like works of art naturally Resting on the keyboard, working.

And Xiao obediently, who was sitting next to him, listened to the recording copied from the voice recorder to the computer while taking notes.

The two of them wore light purple home clothes in a tacit understanding. They looked like a couple, but it wasn't actually a tacit understanding, it was deliberately arranged by Baili Hanchu.

The antique telephone on the nearby cabinet rang, breaking the harmonious and quiet atmosphere.

Baili Hanchu's big hand typing on the keyboard paused, then picked up the receiver casually.

It was someone from the guard room who called, and he roughly told the story of the car that brought Aqiusha back just now.

Baili Hanchu just said indifferently: "From now on, you don't need to tell me such small things."

Zari in the guard room was a little surprised that Aqiusha, such an unremarkable little gardener, was sent back by such a luxurious private car. She felt that something was wrong, so she hurriedly reported it to her young master, but unexpectedly, the young master thought it was just a trivial matter. And although the young master's tone was light, he still felt the young master's displeasure, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

"Yes...young master, I'm sorry to bother you." Zari quickly apologized.

Here, Baili Hanchu directly hung up the phone, a strange emotion flashed across his eyes.

I don’t know if it’s because of the noise from the phone or if she’s a little tired, Xiao obediently raised her little hand to take off the earphones, rubbed her ears, it seemed that the thing stuck to her ears made her a little uncomfortable, and looked at the time on the computer screen, it was already It's 11:30, no wonder I feel a little tired.

Baili Hanchu looked at her tenderly: "What's the matter, darling, are you hungry?"

"No, I just had breakfast, I'm so hungry, I'm not a pig." Xiao obediently snorted.

Baili Hanchu smiled dotingly: "Hehe, you really don't look like a pig when it comes to eating, but you are an out-and-out lazy pig when it comes to handling certain things."

Xiao obediently stretched her sore neck, tidied up her laptop, notebook and recording pen, and got up, "Yes, I'm going back to my room to rest now, you can work slowly." After finishing speaking, he was about to leave.

Baili Hanchu stopped her, "Wait a minute, be good, let's go rest after lunch."

Xiao obediently continued to move forward, while saying: "Eat before going to bed? Then I have really become a pig?" After finishing speaking, he ignored him and walked skillfully towards his room.

When I was studying on campus, I always felt that a weekend passed quickly, and it was Black Monday. But when I stepped into the work of the society, I found that the campus time was the most pleasant and beautiful.

At six o'clock, Xiao Guaiguai's mobile phone rang on time in the elegant and dreamy princess room.

On the big pink bed, the almost invisible bulge moved, a tender white hand stretched out from under the feather quilt, fumbled around on the bedside table, and found the source of the sound that disturbed her dream, Pink flip phone.

Xiao obediently opened the cover with his eyes closed, half asleep, and was about to swear at this guy who disturbed people's dreams early in the morning, but at this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed, and he suddenly thought that the caller was Mo Junchi, The outstanding young man she admired was Mo Junchi.

(End of this chapter)