I Only Love You In The Whole Wide World

"Shao Chi, here are the minutes of today's meeting. The secretary department has sorted it out..." The secretary chased it out from the conference room, followed Yan Chengchi quickly, and gave a respectful report.

Yan Chengchi paused, looked back at the file in the secretary's hand, took the pen, and Long Feifengwu signed the file.

"Send to my office first, I'll watch it later."

His stalwart body stopped in front of the elevator and stretched out his hand to press the elevator.

The secretary looked at the slowly closing elevator door, staring in shock, looking at Yan Chengchi, who was anxious to leave without reading the meeting minutes for the first time.

The president is so anxious to see a child, is it true that he is an illegitimate child?

"Ding--"

The elevator doors opened.

Yan Chengchi's stalwart body quickly walked out of the elevator and stepped towards the front desk in the lobby.

He had just finished the meeting, still carrying the rigor of the meeting, in a black suit, and outlined his long figure as perfect as a sculpture, but it was also cold.

As soon as he approached the front desk, the receptionist secretary immediately stood up nervously.

"Hello, President."

"Where is that kid?" Yan Chengchi's deep black eyes glanced around, but he didn't see Han Han. He raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on the secretary.

"What does the president mean Han Han?" For the first time, the front desk secretary came into contact with the superior president so close.

I caught a glimpse of Yan Chengchi frowning his eyebrows and quickly replied, "He is gone, and as soon as he answered the phone, he said he was going home and just left."

"Just left..." Yan Chengchi was startled, his tall body immediately turned around, headed towards the gate, and quickly caught up.

Since the little guy has waited so long, how could he leave in the last half an hour?

Could something be wrong?

Yan Chengchi's eyes dimmed, and his footsteps became faster.

Walking out of the Yanshi Group's skyscraper, his sharp eyes quickly swept across the streets on both sides.

There were many pedestrians on the road, but no child was seen.

Yan Chengchi took out his cell phone and was about to call Xia Changyue. He remembered that since the child came to him secretly from his mother, he probably didn't want her to know.

After hesitating for a second, he hung up the phone.

When I opened WeChat, I saw an unread message on it.

It was sent to him by the little guy three minutes ago, with only one face waving and saying goodbye.

It was agreed to wait for him to get off work, but he only waited half an hour before he got off work and left.

He actually felt a pity.

Yan Chengchi put the phone back in his pocket, looked up at the crowd, the corner of his mouth slowly conjured up a self-deprecating smile.

What is he doing?

For An Chenxu's son, he chased into the street like crazy.

The pigeons were released by a three-year-old brat, who actually felt disappointed.

Yan Chengchi's hand fisted suddenly, his face covered with a haze, and he walked back into the lobby step by step.

As soon as I looked up, I saw the secretary at the front desk walking towards him with a notebook.

"President, this is the painting book that Han Han just left. What should I do?"

"..." Yan Chengchi was stunned, and immediately reached out and took it, opened his eyes and glanced, and Zitong shrank slightly.

He closed the drawing book and opened his thin lips slightly, "put it here first, and I will give it to him."

The indifferent figure stepped up the elevator.

I went all the way into the president's office and sat down at the desk before reaching out and reopening the drawing book.

The first painting that came into view was like a pair of gentle little hands, inadvertently touching the depths of his powerful heart.