"Then you're busy, I'll go out for a walk first, see you in the evening."

Zhan Haoyu hummed and personally escorted Hai Ling out of his office.

After Hai Ling entered the elevator, he turned around and walked back while calling Qiao Han.

Qiao Han was so busy that when he saw the call coming from him, he didn't bother to pay attention to him and didn't answer it.

Zhan Haoyu sent her a message and told her to accompany Hai Ling to Feng's house for dinner that night.

It took a long time for Qiao Han to reply with one word: OK.

Sitting back at his desk, Zhan Haoyu stared at the one-word message from his sweetheart, then took out the unfinished love letter he had hidden, and compared it with the few pages he had written eloquently. Qiao Han was really His wife was stingy, so she gave him a one-word reply.

"Knowing that you are busier than me, I won't care about you so much. Why am I falling in love with you?"

Of the two, he was the first to be tempted, and the one who bowed his head first.

"You are so busy, but you are still willing to reply to me even one word. I should be satisfied."

Zhan Haoyu muttered to himself, then picked up the pen and wanted to continue writing a love letter.

For a while, he couldn't write any more. He muttered: "I was interrupted by Sister Hai Ling when I was just about to get inspired. Now I don't know what to write. Forget it, let's write some earthy words."

Young Master Zhan wrote the words "I love you" repeatedly on the back of the love letter.

Hai Ling didn't expect that her visit would interrupt Zhan Haoyu's inspiration to write a love letter. She had never written a love letter before. She had received many love letters in school before, including Zhou Honglin. She wrote countless love letters.

The feelings at that time were really pure.

It's not like what happened later, with too many impurities seeping into it, and it's no longer pure.

Hai Ling was walking around Jiangcheng, and she knew that every move she made was being watched by the head of the Feng family, just like she was also paying attention to the moves of the Feng family.

Take a walk here, take a look there, time passes quickly, and it�s evening in a blink of an eye.

Hai Ling returned to Fengze Hotel, but Zhan Haoyu hadn't come back yet. He sent Hai Ling a message and asked Hai Ling to wait at the hotel while he went to pick up Qiao Han. Zhan Haoyu would be back soon.

Zhan Haoyu held a large bouquet of money and stood guard at the door of Qiao's large conference room.

Qiao Han is still in a meeting.

This woman is really busier than him.

When running such a large company, there are endless meetings, endless documents to process, and endless discussions every day.

It was almost time to get off work, the sky was dark outside, and Qiao Han was still in a meeting. JrNovels.com