QST(H) I: The Delicate Flowers are Hard to Grow [快穿之娇花难养]

Female CEO x little milk dog (20)

After getting up the next day, Fan Zi left.

The whole home suddenly became much emptier, and the original expectations gradually turned into disappointment.

Although Fan Zir was not here, the arrangements were always in place. A dedicated person was responsible for contacting him and taking Han Lichuan to the company to familiarize himself with the business process. The entertainment company that we had lost contact with before appeared again at this time and arranged many activities.

The already busy time suddenly became more urgent.

Han Lichuan originally had time to call Fan Zi before, but now he only has three or four hours to sleep, and there is no contact at all.

Two months passed in a daze, and he could only think of Fan Zi before going to bed at night.

"Li Chuan, it's okay. You have a good rest these days." After shooting the magazine, the manager patted his shoulder and said with a smile.

Han Lichuan nodded and dragged his tired body back to the hotel. He lay on the soft bed and looked straight at the lamp on the wall.

After a while, he turned on his cell phone, lay on his side, and made a call.

There was a beeping sound, and it took a long time before someone answered: "Hello."

The familiar female voice made Han Lichuan relax a lot. He rubbed his eyebrows and said in a gentle tone, "Are you busy?" He heard some noise from her side. It was already nine o'clock in the evening and she was outside.

Fan Zi leaned against the wall and chuckled: "Fortunately, I went out to have a meal with my family."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sound of rustling footsteps. Fan Zi turned her face and raised her eyebrows: "Dad, why are you here."

"You're on the phone, let's talk later." Seeing Fan Zi on the phone, Fan's father pursed his lips and said.

Fan Zi took off the phone and shrugged: "It's okay, just tell me."

Fan's father thought that Fan Zi had hung up the phone, and sighed with some helplessness: "Do you still like the boy in the house?"

Han Lichuan's fingers suddenly stiffened. He looked down at the phone he almost pressed down and silently put down his hand.

Fan Zi frowned and shook her head without thinking: "I don't like it, Dad, don't find me another partner. Aren't I living a pretty good life? You want me to havr a child, can't I just give birth to it later? "

"Nonsense, am I letting you have a baby just for the sake of the child? You are not a fertility machine, I just want you to find a companion to accompany you." Dad Fan was furious, "Our family has a big business, just find someone you like. I don’t want you to get married. You have a strong personality, and the boy in this house has a good personality, and it’s just right to be with you.”

His tone softened: "Dad has been here for so many years, and his judgment of people is not wrong. You are not suitable for a similarly strong child. Only when you have someone at home to support you will you be happy."

"Think about it carefully. Dad will go in first." After saying that, Dad Fan left.

The air was quiet for a while, and was broken by the voice on the other end of the phone: "Hello..."

Somehow, Fan Zi felt that the voice was a little aggrieved. She tilted her head and ignored the illusion. She continued: "Well, I'm here."

"Am I still your cutie?"

She laughed: "Of course, you have forgotten that you grew up eating cute things."