they are up to, it's not standard procedure. 。"It seems that Zhuoyuan Technology and ShengpRui have already reached an agreement. Hiring us is just a formality, not important." 。“Director Xiao: 'Lawye...This very casualness, on the contrary, reveals how close he is to Han Li.

The waiter brought the food. Han Li beckoned to Han Zhao Yi, who was not far away, to come back. Han Zhao Yi was very obedient and ran back, sweating profusely, climbed onto the table, and reached out to eat.

Chéng Shào fān glanced at him and kicked his chair with his foot: “Go wash your hands.”

The tone and actions are just like a biological father.

Han Zhaoyi had already picked up the knife and fork, but put them down again, stood up dejectedly, knowing he had to be a hygienic child.

"I'll take you." Cheng Shaofan put away his phone and led Han Zhaoyi's hand towards the restroom.

Only Zhao Tingxing and Han Li remained at the table. The atmosphere was cold, and Han Li lowered his head to eat, treating Zhao Tingxing opposite him as if he were invisible.

Zhao Tingxing leaned against the chair, but his eyes were fixed on her. He had endured all the way, and finally spoke: "I don't care who you associate with, but in front of Han Zhaoyi, you should be more restrained."

Han Li frowned and looked at him: "What do you mean"

Zhao Tingxing: "At the kindergarten gate just now, wasn't what you said in front of the children inappropriate"

It's about Cheng Shaofan having a bad back.

"To be honest, he was injured in the waist before and can't handle heavy objects. Han Zhaoyi is still a child, I didn't expect you to say such dirty things."

“No matter if he can think it through or not, you all need to know your limits. And if you're truly planning to be with Mr. Cheng, have Han Zhaoyi call him Dad, I won't say anything; but if you guys are just having a fling and break up after getting tired of it, wouldn't it be inappropriate for Han Zhaoyi to call him Dad Aren't you going to have Han Zhaoyi call every boyfriend 'Dad' ”

Zhao Tingxing felt it necessary to make this clear, his father wasn't called just casually.

"Don't worry, he started calling people 'Dad Cheng' ever since he learned to talk. He's been doing it for years."

Zhao Tingxing's face grew even worse upon hearing this. Had she been close friends with Cheng Shaofan for several years

He lost control of himself, his voice turning cold and menacing: "So what was the point of you coming to sleep with me before Trying to juggle multiple lovers"

Hàn Lì trembled as he held the knife and fork, the atmosphere instantly plummeting to freezing: “You too.”

He behaved coldly and ruthlessly.

Zhao Tingxing looked at her for a while, seeming to be on the verge of anger but holding back. His expression was dark and unclear, his voice low: "Does he know about your crazy way of begging me 'Daddy' on my bed"

"Are you sick"

Although she was angry that he brought up what happened in bed, Han Li couldn't help but think about the times they were together. Every time a memory flashed through her mind, her heart would skip a beat. She didn't want to bring it up again, and she definitely didn't want to remember, but there was no denying that they were very compatible in that aspect.

Women also care about sex and can remember high-quality men they've slept with, but most women are unwilling or afraid to admit it.

In the distance, Cheng Shaofan led Han Zhao Yi, who had just washed his hands, back.

Zhao Tingxing immediately changed his gloomy expression and finally said with a smile: "It seems that Mr. Cheng's waist is really not good."

Of course, it was still Han Li's voice that could be heard.

He looked at him, thinking he was crazy.

Cheng Shaofan and Han Zhaoyi returned and immediately noticed the shift in atmosphere. It felt much more harmonious than before. Perhaps it was due to Han Zhaoyi's presence. He chattered away like a social butterfly, asking Zhao Tingxing questions one moment and exchanging pleasantries with Han Li the next.

After dinner, Han Li and Han Zhaoyi still took Cheng Shaofan's car back, while Zhao Tingxing drove back to the hotel himself.

Han Zhao Yi rolled down the car window and asked, "Zhao Ting Xing, will you pick me up from school tomorrow"

Zhao Tingxing nodded.

How long will you stay in the capital

"It will keep me busy for a while," he said, looking at the rows of buildings he had just signed off on.

"Then I could see you every day"

Zhao Tingxing nodded, rolled up the car window and drove away. He hadn't liked children before, nor had he ever thought he would have one, but he had to admit that after getting to know Han Zhaoyi, although he was often irritated, he was also often healed. It wasn't just because of blood relations, but more because of the child's innocence, his unconditional love and trust.

This led him to subconsciously raise his own standards, at least to leave a positive image for the child.

I used to enjoy the competition and excitement of pursuing a career. Now that I have a family, my motivation has shifted. I want to leave something for him, it's a responsibility as a father.

Cheng Shaofan's commercial building was the first truly meaningful collaboration between Han Li and Zhao Tingxing.

When Han Li worked, she was completely dedicated and focused. Before going to the construction site, she had already prepared for Zhao Tingxing's potential questioning of her professional abilities or nitpicking.

But she worked on-site all day and didn't see Zhao Tingxing's figure until the evening was about to get off work. He came, along with that Miss Yan.

Zhaotingxing generously introduced, "This is Han Li, the designer of this building."

"This is my friend Yan Jin."

After greeting each other, Zhao Tingxing asked her to give them a tour of the building's overall design.

She replied well, knowing it was particularly important to introduce to Yan Jin, so she picked up a great deal of caution, lest they embarrass her in public. No wonder she thought this way, she felt at this moment that Zhao Tingxing was deliberately making things difficult for her.

From the first floor to the top, most of the time Zhao Tingxing was seriously and patiently introducing the functions of each floor with Yan Jin. Only occasionally, when he was not quite sure about something, would he stop and ask Han Li. The questions he asked were difficult and required a sufficient level of expertise to answer.

Of course, these questions posed no challenge to Han Li. She answered effortlessly.

Yan Jin smiled and said, "Mr. Han is indeed professional, no wonder he's Mr. Cheng's go-to designer."

Han Li also smiled faintly: “You flatter me.”

By the time they reached the top floor, Yan Jin had a pretty good understanding of the entire building. For the rest of the time, most of it was Zhao Tingxing and Yan Jin communicating, with Han Li standing by as if he were an assistant or simply decoration, with nothing to contribute.

At the top level now, the sun was about to set, casting a glow on the men and women ahead. Han Li squinted in the backlight, unable to see clearly, but the only feeling he had was that these two were a good match. At least Zhao Tingxing would speak politely in front of others, like a normal person.

"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave!" She didn't want to disturb the beautiful scene between the two of them. Of course, there was also pride involved; she was Cheng Shaofan's commissioned designer and had no obligation to keep them company.

What other areas need improvement

As she spoke, Zhao Tingxing also happened to ask Yan Jin who was beside him.

Two voices collided, and Yan Jin heard Zhao Tingxing's words clearly, but she didn't hear Han Li's words behind her, so she turned back and asked her: "What did you just say"

Han Li shook her head. "It's okay, listen to Mr. Zhao."

Yan Jin nodded and then answered Zhao Tingxing's question: "This building is positioned as a high-end commercial office building, and the layout and design of the entire building are very reasonable. If this top floor could be utilized further, it would be more efficient."

Zhao Tingxing and Han Li had discussed the purpose of the top floor before, but they hadn't come up with a good plan yet., closing her eyes to rest. It was almost 4 am at this point. She needed to rest; she could still sleep for another 4 hours. At 10 am, there was a bidding competition downstairs that required her pres...