I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Song Qingwan was on her way to pick up Hughes at the airport.

More than half a month has passed, and Hughes has finally handled everything in country M properly. No accident, he will not go abroad for a long time after that.

If it weren't for this, Song Qingwan would have come over to help the little girl to comb, and she would not have sent a text message to specifically explain Lu Junhan.

Lu Junhan put away his mobile phone, his eyes were gloomy and imperceptibly solemn.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the little girl who was holding the milk and drinking, and even the bright red mouth became a little girl with a chicken mouth.

She glanced at her messy hair, pursed her thin lips slightly, and finally turned her head to Chen Shuo and said:

"Go down and find a girl."

Under Chen Shuo's stunned gaze, Lu Junhan paused and added, "I can comb my hair."

Chen Shuo followed Lu Junhan's line of sight and saw the little girl with disheveled hair, and the panic-stricken expression slowly faded away.

He thought that Shao Lu was in bloom today, and he actually lit up a woman in a rare way.

It turned out that I wanted someone to come up and brush the little lady's hair.

But in the next second, Chen Shuo shook his head and said:

"Young Master Lu, I'm afraid this won't work. Before the little miss was on TV, many people in our company were her fans, and when you brought her up just now, the people in the company, especially the women, looked like they wanted to It's like eating the little miss, and scrambling to please her secretly and openly, if you let them know and let them come up, it's to comb the little lady's hair, I'm afraid..."

Of course, there is the most important point, Chen Shuo did not say.

The little miss has no mother, and Mrs. Lu's position is now vacant. It is inevitable that there are many people in the company who are thinking of this position.

Lu Shao is difficult to approach and please, but now there is a young lady, which is undoubtedly a shortcut, and everyone will seize this opportunity.

Moreover, if he really went down and called a woman up, if he called him a little younger and more beautiful, there was no guarantee that this person would not have any crooked thoughts, and he would get close to Young Master Lu by combing the little lady's hair.

If it is called older, more than fifty years old.

In the past, Shao Lu never took the initiative to approach a woman. The next time he approached, he directly called an aunt who was in her fifties and had married and had children.

Even if what Chen Shuo said was to let her comb the little girl's hair.

But other people in the company don't think so. They only think that Lu Shao must have some quirks. No wonder he always said that he didn't like women.

In short, no matter what, as long as you go down and call someone up, it will bring endless trouble.

Lu Junhan obviously thought of this, and didn't say more.

Instead, Chen Shuo thought about it and suggested:

"Young Master Lu, I remember that many people in the secretariat have children at home."

Moreover, the secretaries are full of men, no matter what, it is better to find a woman, "There are two or three of them, and their daughters have even been in elementary school for several years. They should be able to comb their hair, or I will go. Call them over?"

Chen Shuo actually wanted Lu Shao to comb it by himself. After all, didn't the little miss say before that her Yeheng's father can comb his hair, and the combed hair can be beautiful and beautiful.

But thinking about it, the current Lu Shao has amnesia.

Judging from the fact that he combed the little lady's hair on the show for nearly half an hour before, the two ponytails were still combed crookedly, loose and completely invisible.

Combing the hair is really too difficult for the current Young Master Lu.

Or find someone from the secretarial group to be reliable.

"No," but Lu Junhan directly refused: "Find me a comb. I want a new one."

In the washroom on each floor, there is a large box of new disposable combs, which are specially provided for the company's employees, as well as disposable slippers, shower gel, and hand sanitizer. The configuration is similar to that of a hotel.

It didn't take long for Chen Shuo to bring the comb over, "Young Master Lu, are you going to comb the little lady in person..."

Before Chen Shuo finished speaking, Lu Junhan had already found out the pink ribbon hairpin she used to tie from the little girl's pink schoolbag.

Then, he pushed the hair tie and the comb in Chen Shuo's hand down in front of the little girl, and said coldly, "Take it, comb it yourself."

Chen Shuo: "..."

The little loli looked at the hair ring and the comb, and then looked at the expressionless Lu Junhan, bit the milk straw, shook her head into a rattle, and said in a low voice:

"I don't know how to comb my hair. Dad, help me comb..."

Lu Junhan was indifferent: "Neither would I."

Little Loli looked very distressed, lowered her head, and said shyly, "Yes, both of us are stupid."

Lu Junhan: "..."

Chen Shuo: "..."

I am afraid that only the young lady dares to say that Lu Shao is stupid.

However, in the next second, Chen Shuo saw that Lu Junhan took the comb expressionlessly, raised his eyes, and said to Xiao Lu Li:

"Put your head out."

Chen Shuo: "..."

Little Loli looked at him in surprise: "Dad, are you going to brush Lili's hair?"

"Well, I'll sell you after combing."

Lu Junhan flicked her long messy hair with her fingers, frowning tightly, and she couldn't do anything when she saw it.

"You will not,"

The little girl is confident: "Auntie said, you are rich now, so you won't sell people's homes, and when you become very poor again, you will sell people's homes."

"I can sell you no matter how much money I have."

Lu Junhan replied casually.

Little Loli puffed up her face and said angrily, "Then I'll sell you too!"

"But I've sold you first."

"You, you sell people, and people will come back,"

The little girl pouted: "When I come back, I will sell you Dad, and they will run back."

Chen Shuo: "..."

Miss, you are so clever.

It is said that once is born and is cooked twice, Lu Junhan pondered her black head for a while, and directly divided her hair into two with a comb.

Feeling that the two halves were almost the same, he asked the little girl to raise both hands and grab one side of her hair, and then he started to play the other side.

Time passed little by little.

Five minutes later, Lu Junhan finally combed the hair on the other side neatly one by one, making sure not to tangle.

Ten minutes later, Lu Junhan pulled the rubber band on the coffee table and tucked half of the girl's hair with his fingers.

"Dad, how are you?"

The little girl opened her black and clear eyes in boredom and tilted her head, "You've been doing it for a long time."

Lu Junhan frowned deeply and glanced at her: "If you talk nonsense, do it yourself."

The little girl said confidently, "People won't."

"Shut up if you don't."

"But people are so boring."

Little Lu Li was distressed.

Lu Junhan didn't lift his eyelids: "If you're bored, take out your homework and write."