Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Come." Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand, picked up Xiao Yijue, and educated him in a low voice: "Mom and dad are not at home, and you can't let the fifth child lead you astray. Don't listen to what it says."

Xiao Yijue was hugged by him and was extremely excited, but his dark eyes turned aside silently.

The little fox was lying there, sleeping soundly and drooling.

"Yes." Xiao Yijue nodded, and Xiao Mohan raised his hand and touched his head.

Xiao Yijue was touched on the head, a little flattered, and looked at Xiao Mohan with admiring eyes. His whole body was excited, and his bright eyes were staring at him.

"Let's go, dad will take you for a walk in the back mountain today." Xiao Mohan whispered, holding them both, turned around and went downstairs.

In the early morning, the fog was very heavy.

Zhuo Shu stood there alone, smoking a cigarette.

He turned around and walked back to the room. He took a coat and put it on for her. He carried Yao Rong out and said in a deep voice: "In the early morning in early summer, the fog is quite heavy. I heard that you love to see the morning fog the most."

"I missed it because I slept in every time. Today, I will take you to see it." Zhuo Shu whispered before the sun came out.

He carried her on his back and walked forward step by step, whispering as if Yao Rong was asleep.

On the attic, Wenshui was leaning there, holding a book in his hand, leaning forward. Zhuo Shu was carrying Yao Rong on his back, walking forward slowly, and could still vaguely hear his voice.

"Young Master Zhuo, you are a rare infatuated person. It is good for a man to be affectionate, but Miss Yao may not be able to wake up in this situation." The housekeeper stood beside Wenshui, looking at Zhuo Shu's figure, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. .

Wenshui's fingertips rubbed his chin.

"In her case, the most important thing is to talk more and communicate more to awaken her consciousness." Wenshui whispered. He stood up, stretched, glanced at the housekeeper, and said, "I'm afraid she doesn't want to wake up."

"Vegetative people can be awakened. There is a kind of person who sleeps forever and gives up on himself. I hope she is not the one." Wenshui said with some worry.

The housekeeper listened, his face full of worry, and said, "I don't think I can. She and Master Zhuo truly love each other. For Master Zhuo, she should wake up."

Wenshui put her hand on his shoulder, raised her lips and smiled, saying: "But so many things have happened to the Yao family, and the original parents are not her biological children. There is no doubt that she was abandoned since she was a child, and was tortured by Yao Shengming's perversion. Her mental state was... People who are not strong-willed will collapse.”

Zhuo Shu carried Yao Rong on his back and walked forward.

The fog was so thick that I could barely see my fingers. I could vaguely see many willow trees hanging down in front of me. The breeze blew and the branches swayed. The scenery was melancholy.

"Rongrong, what do you think of the scenery here? It is said to be the most beautiful morning mist area in S city." Zhuo Shu whispered, carrying her behind his back and chatting.

He told her about his childhood, how Xiao Mohan took the blame for him, how Wen Shui talked about loyalty, and how Han Changqing made trouble.

A car "squeaked" and drove quickly past Zhuo Shuo.

The car passed him by, but stopped quickly. After circling around, the car window slowly opened. Someone looked at Zhuo Shu coldly, stretched out his finger and pointed down, smiled strangely, and then left.

"Look, they're all here." Zhuo Shu smiled solemnly.

The moment the car passed by, Zhuo Shu's body subconsciously turned around with Yao Rong on his back, as if he was afraid that he would be touched.

"Young Master." The bodyguard appeared from the darkness and asked in a panic: "The man just now obviously did it on purpose. It was because my subordinates did not be vigilant."