Sir Ares,Goodnight!

Luo Shihan said, "although you are not short of anything. But the meager gift represents my heart! If I'm outside, I can buy some calligraphy and paintings for the old man

"You come with me."

Zhan hanjue took Luo Shihan to the painting and calligraphy room on the third floor of the club, spread out his pen and paper, and said, "now you can prepare your gift?"

Luo Shihan pointed to his nose and looked at him in amazement, "do you want me to draw for the old man to celebrate his birthday?"

Zhan hanjue nodded.

Luo Shihan could not laugh or cry: "I am not a painter or a calligrapher. My calligraphy and painting are worthless. I will be beaten out by the old master if I send calligraphy and paintings. "

Zhan hanjue said, "who dares to touch you with me?"

Luo Shihan sat in front of the drawing board, pondering for a long time, and finally wrote a congratulatory poem.

"Mr. Zhan, can I give this away?"

Zhan hanjue raised his eyes and glanced at his calligraphy. His calligraphy was vigorous and powerful. Just like her stubborn and resolute character.

A happy smile appeared at the bottom of my eyes“ Well written. "

Zhan hanjue found the scroll in the bookcase and carefully framed it for her. Seeing Luo Shihan's still dignified expression, he comforted her and said, "don't worry. Every year, the gifts the old man receives are sent out for charity. Whether you send calligraphy and paintings or antiques, it's all the same. "

Luo Shihan mischievous way: "since they are all making up numbers, then I just want to put something in?"

Zhan hanjue couldn't help laughing, "you are still the first one who dares to deceive the old master."

After the gift box was packed, Han handed it to Luo Shihan, "now come with me to visit the old man!"

Luo Shihan always feels uneasy, "really don't open it face to face?"

"It's the same treatment for gifts from outsiders." Zhan hanjue said.

Luo's poems are generous.

The old man is meeting guests in the lobby on the second floor. The media units have been waiting at the entrance of the second floor for a long time, and the cameras are flashing at the visitors.

When the elevator door opened, Luo Shihan couldn't open his eyes because of the strong flash light. Zhan hanjue took advantage of the situation to hold her in his arms.

More than a dozen microphones came up immediately, "Zhan Shao, you've never been close to women. What's the relationship between you and this beautiful lady?"

Zhan hanjue said coldly, "isn't the sense of smell of media people always the most sensitive? Can't you see what our relationship is? "

Luo Shihan's eyes adapted to the intense white light and tried to break free from the shackles of Zhan hanjue. Nervously explained to the media, "we are just friends, just ordinary friends."

Zhan hanjue put his mouth to her ear and whispered, "don't forget our agreement."

Luo Shihan's head drooped like a frost.

Zhan hanjue took her hand, and her gait was more leisurely than ever. Walk slowly to the lobby.

In the lobby.

The old man sat on a mahogany chair, with bodyguards standing on both sides and a group of relatives and friends coming to celebrate his birthday in front of him.

There are many gift boxes in front of him.

When Zhan hanjue and Luo Shihan entered, there were seven or eight people waiting in line to congratulate the old master.

Now kneeling on the ground is the couple of three rooms. After presenting the gift box, they said a few very official congratulatory words.

The old man said with a smile, "I have received your wishes. You don't have to celebrate my birthday. I just want to see my good grandchildren. "

As soon as he finished, Zhan tingjun, who had started his steps, drew back. His face was very dark.