Chapter 159
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Thus, such a strange scene appeared in the entire office.
The sleepy little girl leaned in the man's arms, and her little head nodded.
Her little hand was still holding the man's shirt.
The man flipped through the documents handed over by his subordinates calmly, flipped through them casually, and returned them all.
Everyone present watched as he protected the little girl in his arms and doted on her as if he was her guardian. There were a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he didn't dare to breathe loudly.
He was afraid that he would wake the little girl up and lose the chance to have a night with her. He was directly asked to leave the company by the boss.
Song Yaoyao smelled the pleasant smell from the man, which was as clear as snow. A sense of security filled her. She narrowed her eyes and fell asleep in the man's arms unknowingly.
The weather was cold. A layer of white fog condensed outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and water droplets slowly slid down.
The man bent down slightly, held the little girl's small feet with his big hands, and checked the temperature.
He was relieved when he saw that it wasn't cold.
Song Yaoyao fell asleep and felt the bottom of her feet itch. She moved uncomfortably. She turned over in the man's arms awkwardly, buried her little head in the man's neck, deeply sniffed the familiar smell, and fell asleep.
The subordinates didn't know what to think except for being shocked.
Was the boss really not taking care of his daughter?
Even if he doted on his daughter, he would at most ask about her well-being to this extent, right?
"Brother …" Song Yaoyao yawned slightly, shrank her feet and mumbled, "Cold …"
Soon, he was covered from head to toe with a thick long business windbreaker.
The man patted her back with his big palm. "Good girl."
His voice was low and hoarse, with endless gentleness.
"Boss …"
One of the subordinates called out in fear, wanting to ask if the boss had any other orders.
The man furrowed his brows, and his eyes were filled with hostility. His cold voice sounded in the office.
"Get out."
It was like a pile of frost in an instant, without any gentleness.
Everyone scattered like birds and beasts. When they left the office, their legs were already weak.
They looked at each other and shook their heads with bitter smiles.
When he thought about the little girl who could still sleep peacefully in the boss's arms when he was angry, he couldn't help but admire her.
After finishing his work, Huo Yunque glanced at his watch.
Seven o 'clock at night.
He patted Song Yaoyao's little face. "Song Yaoyao, wake up."
"Ugh …"
Song Yaoyao struggled to open her eyes a little. Her crying face and sticky voice hung on Huo Yunque's body like a sloth.
"Brother, carry me home."
"Come down and walk by yourself."
Huo Yunque stood up, carried her back to the lounge, and put her on the big bed.
He looked down at her condescendingly, his Adam's apple moving slightly as he spoke. "Song Yaoyao, put on your shoes and socks."
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and sniffed. Her head felt heavy and she was in a daze.
When she wasn't feeling well, her clingy personality would become even more delicate.
"No … Boohoo …"
She whimpered and rubbed against the pillow, groggily sticking out her little butt. Just like that, she lay on the bed and fell asleep again.
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows. "Song Yaoyao, if you don't want to get up, you can stay here and sleep by yourself tonight."
"Phew …"
The little girl started snoring.
"Song Yaoyao?"
Huo Yunque held his forehead and pinched his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
After standing there for a few seconds, he finally walked over as if he had accepted his fate. He turned her over, picked up the socks on the bedside table and put them on for her.
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