As soon as Zhang Xiaohan saw He Fan, he immediately ran over.

"Why did you come here so early this time?" Zhang Xiaohan said with joy on his face.

"Miss you." He Fan chuckled softly.

The words "I miss you" immediately made Zhang Xiaohan's face turn red.

Although they were an old married couple, she was still a little embarrassed when bodyguards like Hong Dagang were present.

"Why don't you bring Sissy here with you?" Zhang Xiaohan said with some regret.

She came to Shanghai to handle company matters after the Spring Festival, and she hadn't seen her daughter for a month.

Although I watch videos every day to see my child, after all, there is still a screen across the screen, and I can’t even hold my daughter’s little hand.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohan was a little sad, He Fan couldn't help but comfort him: "She's so far away, why did you bring her here? Wait until she's older before taking her out."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaohan could only nod in understanding. Although she wanted to see her daughter, she was still too young. It would be better to stay at home now.

The two of them talked as they walked, and now they had returned to the living room and sat down.

The bodyguards such as Hong Dagang also dispersed and began patrolling around the villa, leaving the living room to He Fan and the young couple.

After Hong Dagang and the bodyguards left, He Fan pretended to be casual and asked: "By the way, I heard that a rich second generation was causing trouble in front of your company recently?"

Zhang Xiaohan was stunned, raised his head and looked at He Fan's pretending to be relaxed, and suddenly laughed softly.

"What's wrong, are you jealous?" Zhang Xiaohan asked funny.

He Fan said expressionlessly: "Why am I so jealous? I'm just asking, I heard you still know that person."

"We do know each other." Zhang Xiaohan nodded and did not deny it.

But seeing He Fan's stinky face there, she immediately stood up and walked to sit next to He Fan, reaching out and pinching He Fan's cheek.

"You said you're not jealous, but I can smell the jealousy from a meter away." Zhang Xiaohan said with a smile.

"Yes!" He Fan said with a surprised look on his face: "Did the kitchen aunt upset the jealousy jar?"

"hehe!"

Zhang Xiaohan laughed softly and had no intention of delving into this issue with He Fan.

I saw her say: "Wang Hua's father is friends with my father, so I often played with Wang Hua when I was a child.

But since he went to study abroad, we have rarely contacted each other.

He just came back from abroad this year and wanted to come and get together with me, but I rejected him.

It’s just that he is quite persistent and never gives up.”

After listening to Zhang Xiaohan's words, He Fan immediately frowned. The two of them really knew each other, and they could be considered childhood friends.

He Fan said in a deep voice: "I don't have to wait for you at the door of the company with flowers every day when I want to hang out with you!"

"There's nothing I can do about it." Zhang Xiaohan spread his hands with an innocent look and said, "Who knows what's going on in his mind."

Indeed, this was Wang Hua's own behavior, and He Fan also knew that it had nothing to do with Zhang Xiaohan.

But He Fan would not agree to just let that guy block the company door with flowers every day.

He Fan planned to teach that guy a lesson so that he wouldn't be ignorant.

However, He Fan did not intend to let Zhang Xiaohan know about this, so as to save her from worrying about it.

After lunch, the two of them went back to their room to hang out for a while.

A long separation is better than a newlywed, some things will naturally fall into place.

Zhang Xiaohan didn't plan to go to the company in the afternoon. The two of them just sat in the room until they were hungry before leaving the room.

Since he finally made it to Shanghai, He Fan no longer planned to eat at home, and went directly to a Michelin-starred restaurant on the Bund with Zhang Xiaohan.

He Fan had eaten at this restaurant several times last time, and he quite liked the special dishes here. The taste was moderate and quite appetizing.

Zhang Xiaohan's taste is similar to that of He Fanxiang, so she is full of praise for the dishes in this restaurant.

They spent an hour eating, and after they were full, they went to the mall together.

Walking hand in hand on the road, Zhang Xiaohan said with emotion: "It's been a long time since we went shopping together!"

Ever since she took over her own company, she has been so busy all day long that she has no leisure time to go shopping with He Fan.

"Who asked you to take over the company?" He Fan said angrily: "We don't lack this little money. If you ask me, it's better to find a professional manager or sell the company."
Chapter completed!