Haicheng.

Repulse Harbor No. 1.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He Licun was already processing documents early in the morning.

To be precise, He Licun barely rested all night.

Zhao Lingfei stayed by He Licun's side, looking worried. After hesitation, he said bravely: "Master He, you haven't rested for a week in a row. How about we ask Professor Shen to prescribe some side medicine."

Long before contacting Professor Shen.

He Licun's insomnia symptoms had already begun to become serious.

At that time, he could still rest for an hour or two every day.

But now, he has completely lost sleep.

If this state lasts for three days, a normal person will start to become manic. If he does not rest for a week, he may have died suddenly.

He Licun can still work with such high energy, which is completely different.

He Licun raised his eyes and suddenly stared at Zhao Lingfei with an appreciative look: "You are right, you should ask her to prescribe supplementary medicine."

Putting away the documents in his hand, He Licun stood up and said, "Go and prepare the car. We will set off in five minutes."

Zhao Lingfei scratched his head and glanced out the window at the dawning sky.

It's only six o'clock now.

Is it too early?

But yes, at four or five o'clock yesterday, Mr. He couldn't wait to go to the nursing home to see Professor Shen.

At this point today, it's not too early.

Zhao Lingfei nodded: "Okay Master He, my subordinates will prepare now!"

He Licun turned his head and glanced at the housekeeper: "Tell the young master to get up. I'll wait for him in the hall."

"Okay, Mr. He."

The housekeeper lowered his head, respectfully followed He Licun's instructions, and went upstairs.

He Licun put his hands behind his hands, glanced at the rising sun outside the window with half-squinted eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth in a slight arc.

A few minutes later.

In the locker room where He Licun rarely appears.

He Licun chose a casual black solid-color T-shirt, a pair of black pants, and a black sports-style jacket.

The servants standing next to He Licun looked at the faint smile on He Licun's face with trepidation.

What happened to Mr. He today?

Mr. He, who never wears anything other than a suit, why did he suddenly want to try another style today?

and.

They have almost never seen a smile on Mr. He's face. Today, the smile on Mr. He's face seems to have never diminished.

Are the corners of Mr. He's mouth cramped?

After He Licun finally chose his clothes, he turned to look at the servant who was following him: "What do you think of me wearing this outfit?"

The servants were all dumbfounded, staring at He Licun with their eyes wide open.

Mr. He, are you asking for their opinions?

Did they hear wrongly?

Noticing the astonished look on the servant's face, He Licun frowned, and the faint smile ended: "Isn't it good?"

"No, no, Mr. He looks good in anything he wears."

"Yes, yes, Mr. He, the suit you chose is particularly suitable for you. You will definitely look handsome in it."

"Nonsense, our Mr. He is one of the most handsome men in a million. None of the hotties on TV can compare to our Mr. He's good looks. He is still handsome even if he is wearing a sack!"

After the flattery was filmed, a layer of cold sweat broke out on the servant's back.

I was afraid that the photo would not be lively and sincere enough and make Mr. He angry.

He Licun nodded and relaxed his frown: "Well, help me take it to the locker room."

"Okay, Mr. He!"

Three or two minutes later.

He Licun stood in front of the floor-length mirror, staring at the pale-skinned man inside, and He Licun touched his face.

Well, this face is indeed handsome.

There is no reason for women not to like it.

He lowered his head and glanced at the cologne on the counter. He Licun chose a cedar scent and sprayed it on his collar.

The servants on the side were already dumbfounded.

Mr. He, what happened?

Mr. He never uses perfume. Those perfumes were brought over by Mr. He's mother before, and then Mr. He locked them in the cabinet and never took them out.

Strange, so strange.

Is their Mr. He possessed by the devil?

The servants have begun to wonder whether they should report to the housekeeper and find a master to perform rituals for Mr. He.

at the same time.

The dressing room door opened.

As soon as He Xiaotian's figure appeared, the servants automatically blocked all the random thoughts just now and respectfully asked He Xiaotian: "Young Master."

Xiaotian has been waiting in the lobby downstairs for five minutes, but no one is there, so he went up to find someone by himself.

Seeing his father spraying perfume in front of the mirror, Xiaotian's eyes lit up. He walked quickly to He Licun and gently pulled his hand.

He Licun put down the perfume and looked down at his son: "Let's go, let's go now."

The little angel nodded vigorously, raised a cute little face, and communicated in sign language: "Daddy, this outfit you are wearing is so handsome. Mommy will definitely like it."

"Ahem, I just want to change my style." After being exposed by his son, He Licun looked a little unnatural and forcibly changed the subject: "It's time for you to go to school in a few days. Are you ready?"

Xiaotian responded: "Daddy, school should be out for summer vacation now, and I have to wait until September to start school."

He Licun: "..."

After failing to change the topic, he fell silent again.

After He Licun led Xiaotian downstairs.

hall.

The figures of He Tingxiu and Lin Yun also happened to appear.

Lin Yun, who had rested all night, was full of energy. Originally, she was not happy that He Tingxiu pulled her out of bed so early. But now, when she saw Xiaotian, all her complaints disappeared: "Baby Xiaotian! Come here quickly.

! Let grandma hug you! Our little baby is so handsome again!"

During the conversation.

Lin Yun had already broken away from He Tingxiu's hand and ran quickly towards Xiaotian at the top of the stairs.

Lin Yun had a bright smile on her face with exquisite makeup. She grabbed He Xiaotian and kissed him twice on both sides of the cheek: "Our baby Xiaotian is so handsome today!"

He Xiaotian silently wiped off the lipstick marks on his face and communicated with Lin Yun in sign language: "Grandma, didn't you leave yesterday?"

"I'm not leaving! Grandma will accompany you to see your friends today!" Lin Yun smiled and picked up He Xiaotian, rubbing her face against his face, wishing she could hold him in her hands and feeling heartbroken: "Our baby Xiaotian smells so good.

Baby Xiaotian, you woke up so early today and have you eaten yet? How about grandma cooking you something delicious? Our little baby hasn’t had breakfast made by grandma for a long time."

Xiaotian looked towards He Licun and asked for help with his eyes.

He Licun calmly took his son back from Lin Yun's arms: "Mom, you and dad finally have a vacation. You guys have a good rest. I can take care of the child by myself."

"No, let's go to the nursing home together now. We'll have breakfast after breakfast." He Tingxiu stepped forward and took his grandson into his arms: "Let's go."

He Licun: "..."

Lin Yun thought of her husband's task and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, let's have breakfast together after we go to the nursing home. I didn't have time to thank Professor Shen yesterday, but I brought a gift specially today!"

He Licun said nothing.

He knows it very well.

My father has definitely noticed something.

It looks like.

It will be difficult to muddle through this time.
Chapter completed!