Chapter 627 is very capable

He decided to stop talking in front of Brother Xun all day today!

As a result, the world was finally quiet.

Shen Xun silently curled his lips and stepped upstairs.

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"banquet?"

Song Yaoya curiously accepted the invitation, "Grandpa Shen's birthday? I must be there! By the way, how is Grandpa Shen's body?"

"Very well," Shen Xun nodded lightly, his eyes flickering on her increasingly delicate face.

"That's good," Song Yaoya curled his eyes, flipping through the invitation, "then Grandpa Shen has anything you really like?"

The spring sun fell on the girl's small face like a warm jade, and the eyelashes trembled like a feather.

She clicked her lips slowly, as if thinking.

Shen Xun hooked his lips, "No, your presence is the best gift for Grandpa."

"..." Song Yaoya gave him a white look, "I believe you have ghosts!"

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"Ms. Song is worried about the gift? Have you received the invitation?"

Uncle Zhang was cheerful, watching Song Yaoyao think hard in her cup of tea ever since she came back, looking very cute.

"Yeah!" Song Yaoyao put his cheeks, "Grandpa Shen is very good to me, and I don't know what his old man likes, so I can just do what I like."

She patted her purse, preferably within her budget.

"There are actually better options."

Uncle Zhang blinked mysteriously, "When your husband comes back, let him take you to pick it."

"Huh? What?"

"Haha!" Faced with Song Yaoya's question, Uncle Zhang sold it off, "You should ask your husband! By the way, your husband should be back."

He looked down at his watch and smiled like an old fox.

While talking, the brakes sounded outside the door.

Song Yaoya's eyes lit up, and the person was already blowing past Uncle Zhang like a whirlwind, and rushed out the door quickly.

"Brother~"

The man who had just got out of the car opened his arms naturally, and the girl slammed into his arms, lovingly wrapped around his waist.

"Brother came back early today!"

"not good?"

Song Yaoyao gave him a sideways look, and shook his finger lightly, "Brother knowingly asked!"

Huo Yunque smiled, "Send the documents to the study."

"Yes."

Huo Qi leaned over slightly, smiled at Song Yaoya, and rushed through the door.

Song Yaoyao hung around Huo Yunque, like a small tail, talking about what he saw and heard during the day.

Most of them are very boring topics.

It even included a few stray cats on the road, which were fed by well-wishers, and one of the orange cats was very round and so on...

In the company, it is not financial statements or quarterly analysis. The man in power is like an ordinary boyfriend at this time. Listening to his little girlfriend, Lorry, he doesn't even have any daily routines.

I was still talking about this topic in the last second, and it may become something else in the next second.

Huo Yunque put the broken hair from her forehead behind her ears, curled her lips, "Speak slowly, not in a hurry."

Uncle Zhang's eyes were gratified.

In the past, I always felt that although their husband was strong, he was too impersonal. It is said that the heights are too cold, and there are too few people who can accompany him.

But now with Song Yaoyao, everything is different.

If we say that the former Huo’s house is a well-behaved, old black and white photo. So now, it is rich in ink and color, and even the simplest daily conversations have been given a strong personal oil painting.

Song Yaoya scratched her cheek, and suddenly forgot, "By the way, where did I just say it?"

Huo Yunque was startled, then helplessly laughed.

(End of this chapter)