The indifferent man sitting on the sofa listened to the little girl's sad sobbing.
He was sullen and cold with a fair and cold face, his sharp eyebrows were filled with unprovoked irritability, and his thin lips were tightened.
He feels that it doesn't make sense with women... women!
So he has always annoyed two kinds of people:
One is a woman and the other is a child.
Women are usually unreasonable, and they like to irrational and arrogant.
Children with mental retardation, low IQ, difficult to communicate, and crying a lot.
And this little trouble is too good to die, two are all occupied.
Lu Junhan's expression was so heavy that water dripped, as if he was on the verge of an explosion at any time.
He stared coldly at the tear-stained pretty little girl before him, frowning tightly.
After a long while, he leaned on the sofa, holding his arms, and sneered:
"Speaking of it, you just think your sugar is too little, right?"
As he said, he didn't bother to care about the little girl's reaction, and turned his head with a cold face, and glanced at the still dazed assistant at the door.
Upon seeing this, the assistant immediately took out the phone knowingly:
"Then I will ask someone to send a cart of sweets right away--"
"No!"
A trace of horror flashed across the little girl's black and beautiful eyes, and tears kept rolling in her eyes: "...Pears don't want sugar candy!"
Lu Junhan stared at her sullenly, and almost didn't write "What the **** is wrong with you!"
The little girl didn't seem to see his terrifying expression. She cried and hugged Lu Junhan with tears in her black eyes. The little milk choked in a pitiful voice:
"Dad, don't you, don't buy it, you are already very poor now, if you buy Tangtang again, you will and will be even poorer... Lili doesn't want Dad to be even poorer, wow ooh -"
The little girl talked as if she couldn't help it.
His little white hands were holding Dad's clothes, his head was buried in Lu Junhan's arms, the more he cried, the louder he was, and the more he cried, the more miserable he was.
Even a cold-blooded and unsympathetic person like the old man can easily hear the sadness in her words.
It seems that Dad’s poverty really made her too sad.
Lu Junhan took a deep breath, resisting his violent temper, slightly drooping his black eyes, and staring at her blankly, not to mention mocking in his cold tone:
"To put it bluntly, I have to dig coal, you are happy, right?"
The little girl’s eyes brightened, and then she lighted her head desperately, and the little milk voice said seriously:
"Yes, Dad, if you go to dig coal, Lili will be very happy!"
"..."
You are **** happy, but I am unhappy.
The little girl said so vigorously, she even forgot to cry. She hugged her father's neck with her small hands, her **** eyes flashed, not to mention how cute:
"Furthermore, coal mining is very profitable! Two hundred yuan an hour! Dad, you must have never seen so much money, right?"
Lu Junhan: "..."
Song Qingwan hurried over to hold down Lu Junhan who was about to be unable to suppress her temper, and the gloomy chill was all over her body.
I was thinking, how about hurrying to take away the little girl who has been dying.
However, at this moment, the little girl suddenly lowered her eyes, her voice lowered.
The wronged way:
"Originally, Lili wanted to go, but Brother Yiming said that his father only recruits strong adults. Lili is an older child, not an adult, so I can't go..."
When Song Qingwan heard this, she knew it, it was over.
Some brat is about to show the lower limit again.
Sure enough, the shady color on the face of the indifferent and expensive man disappeared instantly, but he leaned back on the sofa lazily.
Sideways glanced coldly at the excited little girl, and said casually:
"Then I may not be able to go."
The little girl was very happy when she heard this, her eyes widened: "Why, why?"
"Because your father, I am very weak," Lu Junhan glanced at her and raised his eyebrows lightly, "If you go to dig coal, you will die."