Yantao smiled slightly, picked up the little girl sitting on her feet with one hand, and handed it to Su He, "Fatty, brother still has things to do, come and see you next time."

  The big watery eyes of the little girl suddenly widened, and her mouth was very aggrieved. The five short chubby hands grabbed Soho’s neckline, "Mom, people don’t call it fat. The beautiful brother is so fat!"

  So Ho smiled and touched the baby girl’s head, “I don’t think you are fat, but praise you for being cute. Fat is a nickname, isn’t it Yantao?”

   Huanhuan stared at Yan Tao, and when the young man nodded his head, there was still some reluctance on his face: "Okay."

  The secretary coughed heavily and said there was someone else, "Mr. Nan is already waiting!"

  It’s just that Master Yan doesn’t mean to be a bird at all.

  The girl’s little finger is still hooking the corner of the boy’s clothes.

   warned Yan Tao solemnly.

   "Brother wants to see me, if you miss an appointment, Huanhuan will never like your brother anymore."

   "Brother can't lie to Huanhuan!"

  So Ho forcibly stripped away the daughter who had "feeled goodbye" to the teenager, and smiled softly, "You can come to me when you have time after you finish the business."

   Yan Tao nodded slightly and turned to the South House.

  The secretary bowed to SoHo and went in.

  Lehuan: "Mom, why do you want to go to the nasty ghost's house?"

  So Ho frowned slightly, "You can't talk to others like this, you know?"

"Oh."

  Lehuan nodded reluctantly.

  So Ho remembered the uproar in Qingyang City these days, could it be...

  She took the little girl, walked home in a hurry, and called her husband Le Zheng, "Lao Le, let me ask you something..."

  Tao Yan and Tao walked into the South home in a lazy pace.

  In the living room, Nan Hong was drinking tea and sitting firmly on the chair.

   Hearing people entering the door, his expression remained unchanged, Gu Zi bowed his head to drink tea, and released his aura from officialdom, condensing majesticly.

  He just knows that he wants to give Yan Tao a good start.

  The secretary bowed his head to the back and did not dare to speak any more, Nan Hong only raised his head, his eyes were live, bright, his eyes were shining, and he shot the white-clothed young man standing leisurely.

  The young man has picturesque eyebrows, glances lightly at him, smiles, and says lightly, "Mr. Nan is practicing Qigong?"

   "Or toad gong?"

  Fulfilled myself and blow myself to death?

  The secretary heard what the boy meant, and his scalp exploded.

   looked up at Nan Hong. As expected, Nan Hong's complexion was already pale, his eyes were deep and angry, and he asked in a cold voice, "This is how you are polite to your elders?"

   Yantao chuckled, "You are not qualified yet."

Secretary……! ! !

  It's fine for this kid to attack him.

  Dare even Mr. Nan dare?

  It's wrong, it's cursing!

Nan Hong is in a high position in Qingyang City, and no one has dared to treat him like this for a long time. His entire face sinks, and when he lifts it up, he has returned to officialdom. "You have sued Nan Nan, and there is no benefit. Insufficient evidence. The court will not open a case to accept it. I think you are still a student and give you face."

   "If you go back and withdraw the lawsuit in a while, I won't care about you."

  Nan Nan has done the worst, but it is his daughter in the end.

  Nanhong is to protect. As for Yantao, people with no power are destined to be trampled underfoot.

  This time, I just suffered a little grievance.

  If he is acquainted, he should know how to do it.