Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Zhi Xi's heart suddenly softened.

The man was clearly at the center of the storm, but still calm and calm, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Or, is everything in his plan?

Thinking of this, Zhi Xi was suddenly puzzled.

Noting Zhi Xi's gaze, He Jingyao raised his head and looked at her with a smile on his face: "What's wrong?"

"I think you seem very happy..." Zhi Xi couldn't help but blurted out and walked to snuggle beside him.

"Do you want me to be in a low mood?" He took her to his arms and smiled lowly.

"Of course not..." Zhi Xi leaned on his chest and couldn't help but pull his collar, "Well, won't you plan all this?"

"You look at me too high." He chuckled, "How could I plan to get such a thing that He Yizheng was actually his father's son."

"Then... did you know your life experience early in the morning?" Zhi Xi was still puzzled.

Otherwise, his performance is too unreasonable.

"I always thought I was the He family." He raised an eyebrow. "This is what I know about life."

"Uh..." Zhi Xi suddenly had nothing to say.

He Jingyao couldn't help but squeeze her face when she saw her face tangled: "Is it not good now? I have a lot of time to accompany you and Xiaobao."

Xiaobao was lying on the small table, holding a pen with a crooked handwriting, and heard his face pale and raised his head: "Dad, go to work..."

Otherwise, wouldn't he be forced by his dad to read and write every day...too terrible!

His speech just fell, and He Jingyao was rewarded with a burst of thrill: "Is the mission completed?"

Xiao Bao shook his head quickly, his mouth flattened in grievance, and then buried his head and went to write.

Seeing his son like this, Zhi Xi suddenly felt that the man was also good at home. So He Jingyao can control Xiaobao.

"That's it! In the future, we will divide up the work. You are responsible for bringing the children at home, and I am responsible for making money to support the family." Zhi Xi clapped.

He Jingyao laughed and pecked on her lips: "Okay."

Zhi Xi didn't expect this man to be so good at talking, and suddenly he felt a pride in his heart.

All along, it was this man who was feeding her. Unexpectedly, one day they could change it, giving Zhixi Beier a sense of accomplishment.

"I will work hard!" Zhixi leaned back in his arms. "I know how hard you have been for so many years."

The man smiled lowly and rubbed her head without speaking.

At this time, Li Bo came over and smiled bitterly: "Master, please turn on your mobile phone..."

Zhi looked at Li Bo with surprise.

Li Bo had to explain: "Young Master started to shut down three days ago, and his friends couldn't find him and called me one after another."

"Why don't you answer the phone?" Zhi Xi looked at He Jingyao.

"I suddenly lost everything. It's not normal for me to be depressed and unwilling to see people?" He smiled lazily. "I have to give me a few days to accept it?"

Zhi Xi looked at the man in front of him who claimed to be "depressed", speechless for a while.

Li Bo sighed: "How long do you need?"

He Jingyao pondered for a while: "At least two days."

Two days are enough for the truth to spread in the circle. He waited for the truth to reach Zhuo Yuwei's ear.

He believed that He Yizheng would not let him down.