novelhk Chapter 310 This is what it's like to be a father
Chapter 310 This is what it's like to be a father
Early in the morning, Chu He was abruptly woken up by the dog named Sanshi downstairs.
When she opened her eyes, Xiao Cheng was no longer in the room. Chu He guessed that he was probably downstairs, otherwise the dog wouldn't have been barking non-stop.
She quickly got up, washed, found a warm coat and ran downstairs.
Sure enough, as soon as he reached the stairs, he saw the man holding the railing with one hand, standing motionless halfway up the stairs, looking at Sanshi.
"Xiao Cheng, you didn't even call me when you got up."
Xiao Cheng slowly turned around and looked at Chu He. Maybe because he was a familiar dog, his expression didn't seem as exaggerated as before.
He lowered his voice and whispered, "Help me get thirty away."
Chu He rolled her eyes to the sky, walked down, and gently patted Sanshi's head, and the dog actually calmed down.
"Next time, yell softly. You scared your big brother."
After she finished speaking to Sanshi, she turned to Xiao Cheng.
"Still not leaving?"
Xiao Cheng had the illusion of being protected. The roles were reversed, and it felt pretty good.
He nodded, a smile on his face. Afraid that Sanshi would catch up and bite him, he followed Chu He quietly, like a thief.
As he walked, he didn't forget to reach out and help her tidy up her messy hair.
"The scenery here is nice. After dinner, I'll take you for a walk in the woods. Let's breathe some fresh air. It's good for the baby."
Upon hearing this, Chu He showed an artificial expression on her face, which perfectly portrayed her disbelief and surprise.
"Look at you, Second Young Master Xiao, you're taking your time to warm up. This is how it looks like to be a happy father! Looking at how dead you looked yesterday, it makes me angry just thinking about it."
Xiao Cheng snorted helplessly and rubbed the woman's head lovingly.
Chu He ignored him and let the man mess up her hair. After all, whoever messed it up would be responsible.
She took out her cell phone and found the weather forecast, which showed that it would rain in Haicheng in the next few days and the temperature was expected to drop significantly. She thought that she might not have brought enough clothes, so Liu Er's matter had to be resolved quickly.
During breakfast, Xiao Cheng's female secretary called several times.
After his identity was exposed, call forwarding was turned on on his phone.
Except for a few people who knew his personal number, almost all work calls were forwarded to his secretary Sophia.
He came to Haicheng because he was worried about Chu He and came to help.
On the other hand, it can be considered as a break from busy schedule and a quiet escape.
But the speed at which first-hand information is captured in the financial circle is too fast.
As soon as he set foot in Haicheng, those people received the news and came to pay their respects to him.
Xiao Cheng looked at the incoming call on his phone and shook his head helplessly.
"It seems I can't take a walk with you later."
"Oh, business is more important. You answer it."
Xiao Cheng swiped to answer the call, and Sophia's voice came from the other end: "Mr. Xiao, the president of the Ximeng Group in Haicheng has called you many times. I really can't refuse. Do you think you should meet with them?"
"Western Alliance Group!? Did they say anything?"
"President Ximeng heard that you were in Haicheng, and wanted to show his hospitality by inviting you to dinner."
"Got it, go and arrange the time."
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Cheng drove to the city.
The old lady took Chu He and Qiao Yueyue to the study to study calligraphy and painting for the whole morning.
Although the old man has not agreed to Liu Er's participation in the exhibition, at least the two of them have made Liu Er very happy, so the matter is half done.
Chu He gently picked up a piece of calligraphy that she had just completed, and smiled at Qiao Yueyue.
The old lady nodded with satisfaction and couldn't help but praise him.
"Not bad, really good. I didn't expect that you, an oil painter, are so good at calligraphy. You are not just a pretty face."