zhao xianghai came out of the bathroom and coaxed xiao lele to fall asleep.
he gently tucked the quilt corner for lele, quietly left lele's room, and closed the door for her.
by the time he returned to the bedroom where he had slept with xiao ye, xiao ye was already packing up his things.
"you don't have to move, i'll move." xiao ye was very sharp.
zhao xianghai was too lazy to move, and seeing that xiao ye himself was willing to get out, he certainly had no reason to oppose.
he lay down on the big soft bed and took off his gold-rimmed glasses.
so much happened in one day today, and he was tired too.
xiao ye looked at zhao xianghai's tired expression and hesitated: "actually, i really didn't get along with that little star, i just talked to him... watched the movie and ate and nothing else, really. "
zhao xianghai did not make a sound, turned over, and turned his back towards xiao ye.
pretend not to hear.
xiao ye looked at the man's back, looked at his attitude of being cold and complete, completely shutting him out, and the irritability in his heart was even worse.
he stood where he was for a moment, then, taking a deep breath, took his things and went to another room.
after dawn the next day, xiao ye got up regularly and went to his gym to punch for a while, as if to vent his emotions. when he was sweating, he comfortably took a shower, changed his clothes, and went to the kitchen.
the smell of breakfast wafted from the kitchen.
xiao lele tied a ponytail, wore a red scarf, and drank hot milk beautifully.
when she saw xiao ye coming, she cried out happily, "second father, early!" "
"happy early." xiao ye sat in the seat he usually sat in, but he did not find the new newspaper that he usually saw every day.
it is estimated that zhao xianghai was too lazy to take it for him.
zhao xianghai was wearing a suit, but wearing lele's favorite pink cat apron on the outside, he brought out two plates of omelettes from the kitchen, and one plate was placed in front of xiao lele.
xiao ye reached out and wanted to take another plate of omelettes.
zhao xianghai snapped open his hand: "not your share." "
xiao lele raised his head and blinked strangely: "big daddy, why don't you let the second father eat breakfast?" "
zhao xianghai smiled and touched xiao lele's little head: "because your second father has just eaten enough outside, lele himself is good to eat and go to school, huh?" "
xiao lele snorted, lowered his head and ate breakfast quietly.
xiao ye sat awkwardly in the same place, not to go, not to stay.
after breaking up, he didn't even have to eat breakfast!
zhao xianghai was also too desperate!
all right.
he went to the company to buy breakfast, is it still not ok?
when zhao xianghai and xiao lele finished their breakfast, zhao xianghai poured out the car from the garage and sent xiao lele to school.
in the past, the three people in the family all set off together, so xiao lele naturally pulled xiao ye into the car. although zhao xianghai was unwilling in his heart, he did not want to show anything in front of his daughter, so he pretended to be calm and did not say anything.
when they arrived at the school gate, xiao lele was about to get off the bus, she suddenly frowned: "big daddy, you forgot one thing today." "
zhao xianghai frowned strangely and checked that xiao lele's red scarf, school card, and homework pen box textbook were all brought.
forgot something?
xiao lele smiled mysteriously, "you forgot to kiss the second father's good morning." "
zhao xianghai was stunned, and then he remembered this stubble.
in the past, when xiao ye was still in love, their good morning kiss and good night kiss were indispensable flirting items.
but that was before.
now...
zhao xianghai calmly looked at xiao ye's thin lips, hating that he couldn't get a gadran rifle, shoved the muzzle of the gun into xiao ye's mouth and slammed a few shots, and then threw the scumbag into the exploding tanker truck, letting him explode into a beautiful red light in the sky.
"big daddy," xiao lele pulled zhao xianghai's clothes corner, "good morning kiss, you have to kiss the second father good morning!" "
zhao xianghai looked at this girl's persistent look and sighed.
this girl was so innocent and ignorant, he couldn't let her know the good things her second father had done outside now, and he couldn't let her know that he had broken up with xiao ye.
otherwise this bitch's going to die.
zhao xianghai tangled for a while, and then smiled softly: "good, listen to the music, good morning kiss." "
as he spoke, in xiao lele's expectant eyes, his arm climbed up to xiao ye's neck, and his lips were attached to xiao ye's thin lips without emotion.
xiao lele saw the two fathers kissing warmly and normally, smiled, and carried a small school bag to go to school happily.
as soon as xiao lele left, zhao xianghai immediately released xiao ye and wiped his mouth: "... make a look in front of your daughter, said yes yesterday. "
xiao ye touched his lips, "actually... you kiss a little longer, and i don't mind. "
"i mind," zhao xianghai glanced at him coldly, "i said, you will mess around outside in the future, but come slowly, this is how hand, foot and mouth disease is spread." "
xiao ye's expression froze.
"get out of the car," zhao xianghai opened the car door, "i'm going to the company." "
xiao ye's face darkened, "you don't send me anymore?" "
"send you to work, i'm afraid it won't work now, it's a good idea to send you to the end," zhao xianghai shrugged, "you have so many luxury cars, you don't have to sit on mine, right?" get out of the car obediently, don't make me say anything worse. "
xiao ye looked deeply at zhao xianghai for a moment, and the look in his eyes seemed to be about to swallow the man in front of him alive.
after a long time, he grimaced, picked up his things, and got out of the car.
as soon as he got out of the car, the door slammed shut, and the car started up quickly, disappearing into the traffic in the blink of an eye, without dragging at all.
zhao xianghai drove to the company by himself.
as soon as he entered the hall, he was stopped by the little sister at the front desk.
the little sister at the front desk blushed shyly, not daring to look at this handsome man: "zhao... mr. zhao..."
zhao xianghai's momentum was not frightening, and he tried to soften his voice as much as possible: "something? "
"that..." the little sister at the front desk spoke with excitement, "that, fu, fu zhouming, he came to find you, in the waiting room." "
fu zhouming?
zhao xianghai frowned, thinking back in his mind.
oh, it was the little star that xiao ye was holding.
what did you come to him for?
"i asked," said the young lady at the front desk, "he said he was coming to you... admit it. "
stand corrected?
zhao xianghai couldn't help but snort coldly.
admitting that mistakes are false, afraid that future resources and development will be hindered, star dreams are shattered, and panicky to ask for forgiveness, is it true.
the little sister at the front desk looked at the not very kind look on zhao zong's face, and carefully asked tentatively: "do you want to meet him?" "
zhao xianghai raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "i have a meeting at ten o'clock in the morning, i have a lunch break at twelve o'clock, and after that there are still some documents to be processed centrally." you ask him if he still wants to see me, and if he wants to, let him wait. "