Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Bai Xueli snorted coldly: "I'm giving him a chance. This kind of thing requires a man to take the initiative, Bai An'an, please listen clearly. When I grow up, I'm not allowed to chase me."

Bai Anan didn't quite understand these words, with his eyes wide open, he ran to play by himself.

Bai Xueli also sighed in her heart when she watched her running around in the big apartment, looking so happy.

She brought An'an up, although it wasn't particularly painful, but she didn't have many good conditions.

The apartment they live in in the United States is only tens of square meters, but here is 500 square meters, and the decoration is also luxurious, of course it cannot be compared.

Children like it here, like Dad... it's normal.

Bai Xueli posted it alone for a while, and then went to see An An.

Ann reads and plays with blocks in her little devil's house, looking very happy.

She watched for a while, feeling a little bit in her heart, and walked back to the study in the master bedroom to start working.

Time passed very fast. Two hours passed without knowing it. I picked up the phone and saw it was almost four o'clock.

She thought of Ye Mulin, and after hesitating, she took the phone and dialed him.

Ye Mulin's meeting was not over yet, and his cell phone rang.

Secretary Li picked it up and looked at it, and then whispered: "Chief, it's Shirley's phone."

Ye Mulin picked up the phone and looked at it, and then signaled to stop the meeting. He answered the phone directly: "What's wrong?"

The voice is very gentle, and none of the people present has enjoyed such treatment.

There is a sense of spring breeze.

Anyway, everyone at the scene felt that the head of the night was different recently, and the whole person was glowing with a different youth. This call was made by a woman, this kind of gentle energy.

Shirley said softly over there, "Are you going home for dinner?"

He breathed lightly, "What?" He liked her to say the word ‘go home’.

Where did Bai Xueli know his thoughts, so she said again: "Ye Mulin, are you going home for dinner?"

He smiled; "Should you return?"

She then asked, "What do you want to eat, in a moment... I'm going to cook."

She tried to speak in a calm tone, but her face was still hot and embarrassed.

Ye Mulin thought for a while, and said softly: "Brake a chicken, steam a steamed meat with rice noodles, and fry two more dishes, it's almost the same."

She screamed.

He waited for a while and she still didn't speak, so she smiled: "What else?"

"No more." She said quickly, and then as if afraid of him hanging up, she quickly said: "Um, when are you coming back?"

Ye Mulin looked at his watch, and then at the progress of the meeting, "I will get home at six."

Later, the staff obviously felt that the progress of the meeting was speeding up, and the chief was back home, but they thought that it would be good if the chief had a woman, and they could not be **** so badly and go home early for dinner every day.

Finally, everyone got off work on time at five o'clock, and everyone's face was beaming.

The car Ye Mulin drove by himself was still a very high-profile car, a black Rolls Royce. He hadn't driven it for several months, and drove it back today for an unprecedented time.

When he arrived at the apartment, he put down the keys and briefcase, and smelled the fragrance of vegetables.

A little person ran out of the room and hugged his leg: ‘Dad. ’

Ye Mulin reached out and hugged the little guy, and gave a kiss: "An An, do you want Dad?"