Goodnight, Mr. CEO! Chapter 1022: : Be a man, my owl

Lei Xiao saw those messages after returning to Lei's house and carrying Lin Hanxing upstairs to remove makeup and take a bath.

"I will."

He walked straight into the kitchen and spoke to the servants who were watching the night.

The servant quickly backed out.

Before Lei's mother went upstairs, she instructed the kitchen to reserve some late-night snacks, especially the sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus and bean paste, which was Chen's best dessert.

The water in the pot is gurgling and bubbling.

Lei Xiao glanced at his phone while putting the dumplings down.

Yan Beixiao: Be a person, my owl [covers face]

Liang Yuran: So Han Xing is responsible for making money and supporting the family, and Han Xing is responsible for beauty like flowers?

Mom Lei: I'm smashing, you are called Xiaobai Lian[cover your face][cover your face]

Lei's father replied to Lei's mother: She is also called [yeah] now

Lei Jue: Big brother, Dad said that the sons of our Lei family rely on their faces to eat [wit]

Lei Sheng replied to Lei Jue: What misunderstanding do you have about yourself? [Ha ha]

Lei Jue replied to Lei Sheng:...

Lei Jue replied to Lei Sheng: Go [muscle]

Lei Yu: I'm the only one who sees the reflection of the goblet, my sister-in-law is sitting...

Yan Beixiao replied to Lei Yu: +1

Liang Yuran replied to Lei Yu: +10086

Lei Dad replied to Lei Yu: + your mother

Mom Lei replied to Dad Lei: Upstairs, pay attention to quality, and + your dad

Lei Sheng replied to Lei Yu: The whole family has gone crazy.

Lei Sheng: I will return home in another five days, please come to the airport to greet me grandly and warmly [arrogant]

"It smells good."

Lin Hanxing, who had just finished taking a shower, went downstairs and approached Lei Xiao behind him.

"Osmanthus bean paste dumplings."

Lei Xiao turned his head and kissed Lin Hanxing's forehead lightly, his little face with makeup removed was clean and clear, making him happy.

"It feels like I'm coming back to life."

Lin Hanxing put his face directly on his back, his whole body softened.

After a whole night of intrigue, I can only relax completely when I get back to Lei's house.

Release yourself in the most comfortable position.

Lei Xiao served her dumplings.

Bai Fat'er's glutinous rice **** still lie quietly with wolfberry and osmanthus flowers, which seem to appeal to appetite.

Two people sit opposite each other in front of the counter.

The decorative lights overhead give a warm shimmer.

"The Lin family and the He family will hold a press conference at 10:30 tomorrow morning to officially announce the marriage of Lin Jiaojiao and He Zhehan."

Ten minutes ago, Lei Xiao just received the news.

Lin Hanxing hooked his lips and sneered, holding a spoon and passing the dumplings to his mouth to cool.

A light bite.

The bean paste stuffing dripped out like quicksand, glutinous and sweet.

"I'll give them a big gift when the press conference is over."

Lin Hanxing said these words unhurriedly, with his long eyelashes slightly tucked in, already hiding the coldness deep into his bones.

While these words were being said, Lei Xiao's cell phone rang.

Looking at the caller ID, he turned on the amplifier.

It's Yuan Shaojing.

"A Xiao, sorry for calling you so late, Han Xing she..."

"I'm here."

Lin Hanxing said lightly.

On the other hand, Yuan Shaojing on the other end of the phone was quiet for a moment, seemingly forgetting how to speak.

"Mr. Yuan, according to the handling method of foreigners' abnormal death in China, someone will contact you to bring Yuan Susu back."

Lin Hanxing's voice was so calm and rational that even his eyes did not fluctuate.

The sweet and glutinous taste of the bean paste filling spreads across the taste buds.

"It's up to you to take care of her heart."

She has done what she promised, and it has nothing to do with how the heart is taken out.

"I want to restart Sinian's cemetery, I want to make him at least complete..."

"Mr. Yuan."

Lin Hanxing interrupted him directly.

She doesn't care how Yuan Shaojing is self-pity and wants to make up for the mistakes of the past. In her opinion, the pain that Aunt Mian has experienced in this life, this man will not be able to repay.

"Now, Cheng Lingyun is still dreaming of prosperity and wealth."

Lei Xiao's deep gaze finally made Lin Hanxing's voice warm.

"There are still some things that Mr. Yuan needs to do!"

Hang up.

Lin Hanxing stirred the osmanthus and wolfberry in the bowl.

"Two days later, General Yan will invite me to sit in the courtyard."

Suddenly remembering this, Lin Hanxing raised his mouth to Lei Xiao.

"You said, General Yan invited you?"

"Hmm."

Lin Hanxing also felt strange.

To be honest, she doesn't know this old General Yan and she doesn't know him well. What can he ask himself to talk about?

"Do you know him well?"

"Old Yan's identity is special, because Beijing is famous for his tough temper, and no one can guess it."

As for what to do with Hanxing...

I'm afraid we'll have to wait until that day to find out.

………………

It's late at night.

General Yan stood teasingly in front of the parrot.

Not far away, guard Xiao Zhang secretly yawned a few times.

"Interesting."

Suddenly, he heard these three words coming out of General Yan's mouth.

Xiao Zhang felt inexplicable.

I don't quite understand who Yan Lao gave these three words.

Decided to remain silent.

In the next second, General Yan's eyes fell on him.

"You help me get to the hospital."

"Old Yan, are you feeling unwell? I'll call the medical room immediately!"

Xiao Zhang's expression instantly became tense.

"I'm asking you to send me a message."

Old General Yan shook his head. There was no joy or anger on his dignified face, but he gave him an unfathomable feeling.

Send a message?

Who do you speak to?

Then, after hearing Old Yan's instructions, guard Xiao Zhang opened his eyes slightly in shock.

………………

Hospital.

Han Mingmei was holding the phone, her fingers seemed to be embedded, her knuckles were white.

——From my daughter-in-law.

In the photo, Lin Hanxing could clearly be seen sitting on top of Lei Xiao in the reflection of the goblet.

Shameless!

Out of rage, she nearly dropped her phone!

"His..."

Affected by the shoulder wound, Han Mingmei gasped in pain, tears almost falling.

"I'll make her regret it!"

Han Mingmei lived in a separate ward similar to a suite. There was a faint sound of Zhong Xueqing's sobbing outside, as well as her father's coaxing her, making Han Mingmei even more uncomfortable.

Although I have long heard that her father had an unusual attitude towards Mrs. Fang when she was young, fortunately, when her mother was alive, there was nothing unclear between them.

However, after all, Mrs. Fang has been around for some years, how could she be more coquettish than her?

"Are you telling the truth? Ah Xiao was really..."

Han Mingmei was thinking about it when she suddenly heard her father say this in a slightly higher voice, which caught her attention!

What?

'A Xiao he really back then' what?

If it wasn't for the shoulders implicated in delaying the movement of her entire body, she would have been lifted out of bed now to ask what happened!

But before I can speak, there is another change outside the door.

Han Mingmei just felt like an ant on a hot pan, and just wanted to solve her doubts.

In those days, what the hell!

Half sound.

The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside!

"Mingmei!"

Han Boming was excited and walked in quickly from the outside. Zhong Xueqing, who was beside her, had a slap print on half of her face. At this time, she didn't know what she heard, and her eyes were particularly complicated when she looked at Han Mingmei.

"What a great thing!"

Looking too happy, Han Boming kept rubbing his hands together.

"Two days later, General Yan will invite you to sit in the courtyard!"