Chapter 22 Can I hold you?
Ying Duo's original intention was to go watch the horse racing with the Financial Secretary and take a look at the little girl when he passed by.
When I arrived at the hospital, I saw her eating breakfast through the small glass window on the door. Her cheeks were bulging like a hamster, and she seemed to be eating very well.
The little girl is usually arrogant, but there is a contrast when eating.
Ying Duo planned to leave, but was discovered by the little girl. Then he heard the sound of jumping to the ground, and the little girl ran over and opened the door.
As soon as Tang Guanqi opened the door, he saw Mr. Ying, who was thinking about him deeply, standing at the door.
She didn’t expect that he would really come after receiving a message from her.
Her face is full of hope and surprise, which makes people unable to bear to break it.
Ying Duo was walking in the sunny corridor, holding his suit jacket in his arms, not mentioning that he had an appointment, his eyebrows gentle and calm:
"Did you sleep well last night?"
The man was wearing a banker's vertical-striped silk shirt. The shirt seemed not to stick to his skin. It had a smooth and drapey luster. It was a very foggy gray color, but there were strong male hormones flowing around it. The waist was narrow and two buttons were unbuttoned. , a steel watch with exquisite craftsmanship on your wrist, noble but calm.
Just looking at him, the bugs on her body seemed to be inexplicably aroused, and they were carried away by Mr. Ying's breath. The light fragrance of yew on his body was in her breath, dry and hot. .
As soon as I open the door, I feel like I have entered another world. I don’t feel anything when I close the door. But as soon as I open the door, all my thoughts are controlled by Mr. Ying.
She stared at his heroic face and nodded gently.
She still showed that burning love in her eyes, but the man was gentle and gentle, as if everything was peaceful: "Do you like the hospital breakfast?"
The young girl still stared at him, and then looked back at the breakfast, as if hesitating whether to give him the breakfast she had already eaten.
Some simple and well-intentioned hesitations.
Ying Duo smiled lowly: "I've eaten, you eat slowly."
Tang Guanqi pursed his lips in embarrassment and she stepped aside.
Ying Duo hesitated for a moment, raised his long legs and entered. The bodyguards and assistants were waiting outside the door, and he closed the door gently.
Tang Guanqi sat by the bed, picked up the spoon, glanced at Ying Duo, and hesitated whether to continue eating.
Ying Duo sat on the sofa not far from her, seeming to have read through the little girl's thoughts. He was planning to take a look at the little girl before going to the horse racing club, but at this moment he was in no hurry:
"Eat first. If you want to chat with me, you can wait until after dinner."
The little girl seemed to be relieved at last. She lowered her head and snickered, picked up the spoon, her eyebrows were curved and her long eyes were full of meaning that she didn't even know she had. Chunyi glanced at him before continuing to eat.
The assistant suddenly knocked on the door, Ying Duo said quietly: "Come in."
After opening the door, the assistant stood at the door holding the mobile phone he had just finished talking with, bowing slightly lower:
"Miss Zhong Rong returned the 1.7 million bag this morning, but the store was unwilling to do so. I refunded the original price and got into a quarrel with someone. The video I took was posted on Facebook. It’s not very good. Do you need to ask someone to deal with it?”
Ying Duo remained unmoved and remained calm:
"Leave it to her to do the little things."
The assistant nodded hurriedly and politely left.
Tang Guanqi ate what he thought was a sumptuous and luxurious breakfast.
Hearing that Zhong Rong bought a random bag for 1.7 million, she felt a little choked for a moment. She lowered her head and seemed to eat more seriously, chewing hard and swallowing, as if she was a normal person.
But only in this way will the sadness and unwillingness not fill the eyes, or swallow tears instead of rice.
I heard that the person who had been abusing me was doing well and was even loved.
She was unwilling, but had no choice.
This person is even Mr. Ying.
It is true that she can use many means to get revenge on Zhong Rong, but these are not ways to alleviate her regrets.
She was born without many things.
Tang Guanqi looked at Ying Duo, who was looking at the documents on his phone, waiting for her to finish eating.
Aware of her gaze, he raised his eyes and said in a lazy voice: "Do you have something to tell me?"
She lowered her head, took out her mobile phone, typed a line of text, got out of bed, walked gently to him, and handed the mobile phone to him:
"Mr. Ying, I have an offensive question, I can ask you why Are you taking special care of Zhong Rong? "
Ying Duo looked at the girl with careful eyes, she probably felt it was too offensive.
But this question is not too out of bounds. He doesn't mind telling her:
"She is the granddaughter of an elder of mine. The elder told her to take care of her before he passed away."
His eyes were calm and calm. I see.
Her heart seemed to suddenly feel weightless.
Some things are there when you are born, and if you don’t have them, you will never have them again.
She also hopes to have such elders, but it is a pity that she lives alone in the world.
After grandma left, no one would care about her or protect her.
Seeing that the girl was a little sluggish, Ying Duo asked warmly: "Why, did you have a conflict with Zhong Rong?"
She shook her head and wrote down a line: "I just envy Zhong Rong. Mommy is very kind to her, and her elders are also very kind to her.”
Zhong Rong is really happy.
Ying Duo has never met anyone who is alone here, and he has never had the need to comfort others. No one dares to say these bad things to comfort him.
But the girl suddenly said, it wasn't a feeling of betrayal, there was emotion in the cat's-eye eyes, but more of a cold side, which was inexplicably lovable.
There is a sense of unwillingness and powerlessness, but there is no feeling of brokenness.
Tang Guanqi took back his cell phone and typed a few words.
Ying Duo was ready to comfort the little girl, but unexpectedly she turned the screen over, and there was a sentence above:
"Can you play Go?"
It was really unexpected. He looked at her with deep eyes and a faint smile: "A little bit better."
Her eyes were full of hope: "Can I play Go with you?"
He He readily agreed: "Yes."
The little girl sent him a link on WhatsApp.
He clicked on it and it was a small Go program.
It's rare for a little girl to think of such a method.
The program also says that the Go room for watching chess was designed by the little girl herself.
He clicked on it, and the little girl chose the white one. She was so proud as soon as she came.
He deliberately made her move a little loosely and irregularly at first.
But he didn't expect that the little girl's chess skills were different from what he thought. She had the calm style of a general, her moves were quite skillful, and her chess moves were proficient and impressive.
It's been a long time since he met an opponent he could interact with. After Grandma Zeng's death, no one could make him feel like he had a chance to play chess.
In the middle, he had to stop and think.
Tang Guanqi raised his eyes to look at him. The curtains were wide open, and the man just squinted his eyes slightly. The high brow bones cast shadows, like an umbrella for his eyes, so that he was not aware of the falling sunlight. Fearless, the bones are opposite and the intersection of light and dark becomes more clear and three-dimensional in the sunlight.
One hand is placed on the cheekbone to think, and the other hand is holding the mobile phone, relaxing and lazily.
Because he gave in too much at the beginning and was unable to recover. He didn't force it, just made a random move, and the system judged her to win.
He looked at Tang Guanqi. The girl smiled softly, her teeth were neat and small, and her face looked bright and gentle in the sun, like a crescent moon on the eaves.
She entered characters into the dialog box in the Go room: "Mr. Ying, you play chess like a scumbag. This move is followed by another move, and that move is followed by another one. I can't guess your thoughts."< br>
She talked about the topic of men and women in his face, like a child talking about precocious topics in front of an adult that she heard from hearsay but had no real experience with.
He seemed to be able to see through her thoughts, but he said calmly:
"Thank you for your patience."
Her ears seemed to be on fire. She stared at him for a moment, then lowered her head and typed: "Mr. Ying, I won, can I make a request to you?"
He raised his eyes: "What request?"
She pursed her lips, lowered her head, her ears began to heat up, and typed a line in the dialog box:
"Can I hold you?"
(End of this chapter)