The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 9

Han Shaozhe's expression froze, his eyes fell on an unknown place, his eyes were deep and lonely, and he sighed faintly, "It looks cute and innocent and fragile, but it is as tough as weeds."

With these words, events from many years ago flooded into my mind.

At the same time, Dan Qing, who was walking on the road, was in a trance, and the past was flooding in like a tide.

Xiao Danqing entered the Han family at the age of six, and Xing Donglai, the secretary of the head of the Han family, personally sent her to the Han family mansion.

Mrs. Han stared coldly at the child who appeared out of nowhere, her face was ferocious, and she was furious.

Dong Lai couldn't help but smile wryly, this matter is too difficult, but no matter how difficult it is, he must get it done.

Mrs. Han's expression was as cold as snow in winter.

Unable to accept the facts in front of her, the husband and wife's discord has long been an open secretary, and her husband has a secret lover outside, she also knows it well, turning a blind eye to it.

But I never expected such a big evil seed to pop up, it's abominable.

This is the bottom line that she can't touch, doesn't he know?

Donglai's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he didn't dare to wipe it off. He explained with a trembling voice, "Ma'am, the chief asked me to send the eldest lady here, I..."

Mrs. Han's hands and feet were cold and aggressive, "Miss? From the Han family?"

Dong Lai lowered his gaze, and said in a soft, inaudible voice, "Yes."

"Pa" the teacup fell to the ground, Danqing shrank his shoulders in fear, fear spreading to every corner of his body.

It's scary, Mommy, I want to go home, I don't want to stay here, Mommy, take Dandan home.

Mrs. Qiao's face was ashen, her hands were tightly clenched into fists, and her heart was filled with anger, wishing to strangle the dead girl in front of her, "What else did he say?"

Dong Lai shook his head with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Don't mention how depressed you are in your heart. If you have something to do with your husband and wife, you should communicate well. Why do you let the people below spread the word?

Things that can be done with one phone call, but it takes a lot of trouble to make the people below run away. Alas, it's hard for the subordinates.

Mrs. Han's eyes were gloomy, and she snorted coldly, "You didn't say anything like asking me to take good care of you?"

Dong Lai firmly shook his head, "No."

Her anger has inexplicably disappeared a lot, hmph, it seems that she doesn't pay much attention to it.

She looked at the little girl in front of her extremely critically, her big eyes were flickering, her lips were timidly pursed, she looked a little pitiful.

But instead of empathy, she was filled with disgust.

Just about to count, the doorbell rang outside, and the servant cheerfully came to report, "Madam, the young master is back."

Mrs. Han's eyes lit up, and her face showed joy.

To say that the most gratifying thing in this world is her only son, Shao Zhe, who is only ten years old this year, but calm as water, young and mature, precocious and restrained.

A young man in white walked in quickly with a schoolbag on his back, and called softly, "Mom."

Dan Qing opened his eyes wide curiously, is this his brother?Looks good, big eyes, straight nose, long stature.

Mommy said, as long as you please this brother, you won't be bullied.

She doesn't want to be bullied, woo woo woo.

Madam Han stretched out her hand without saying a word, "Bring me the report card."

Her temperament became increasingly cold, and she did not pretend to speak to her only son, and her tone was also rigid.

Han Shaozhe pursed his lips and handed over the report card.

When Mrs. Han saw it, she was very angry and yelled at her son, "Second in grade? Why didn't you get first in the exam?"

Either don't fight, or fight for the best, didn't he remember what she said?
(End of this chapter)