yournovel Chapter 117 Attacked the vital point
Chapter 117 Attacked the vital point
Chapter 117 Attacked the vital point
Looking down from such a high floor, the people below look like residents of a miniature world, with details blurred and difficult to discern.
Fortunately, Yu Huan's eyesight is now exceptionally good. After observing for a while, she indeed spotted a graceful figure wearing a fisherman's hat and a beige knitted cardigan.
A miniature version of Lin Yourong stands gracefully by the flower bed.
A surge of indescribable surprise welled up in Yu Huan's heart. Her lips moved, and she murmured silently to herself, "No way, it really is downstairs!"
After the initial surprise, a surge of joy welled up from the bottom of his heart, transforming into a radiant smile that bloomed on his face.
No wonder she suddenly seemed a bit aloof; she was planning to surprise him!
I was genuinely pleasantly surprised.
Yu Huan turned around to face the workspace, her smile completely gone.
He looked around at everyone and said, "Everyone, do your best. I have some things to take care of and may not be back for a while. If you have any questions, you can contact me privately on WeChat."
Amidst a chorus of responses.
He walked out of the work cubicle without making a sound.
Then I quickly took the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor.
However, as they passed the ninth floor, the elevator doors opened, and they encountered Zhao Yuan, that beast, who was fawning over a middle-aged man from Guangmingding with a smile: "President He, please rest assured, we will submit the advertising plan to you for review next Wednesday."
Zhao Yuan was defeated in the new media department and returned to the advertising department.
Seeing Yuan'er's smug look.
Yu Huan pondered that this Bright Peak was clearly a major client.
However, when Lin Yourong arrived, these trivial matters instantly became insignificant in his mind.
The moment Zhao Yuan turned his head and saw Yu Huan, the fawning smile on his face instantly froze.
After a moment of surprise.
His smile betrayed a hint of embarrassment.
He quickly pressed down on the elevator door frame and said to Guangmingding, "Mr. He, please come in."
"Little Zhao, you're too kind!" Guangming Peak nodded.
After Guangmingding slowly entered first, Zhao Yuan hurriedly stepped into the elevator.
As the elevator doors closed, he hurriedly turned around, leaving Yu Huan inside with only his back to him.
A few moments.
The elevator descended to the first floor.
After the three of them exited the elevator one by one, Yu Huan, her heart pounding like an arrow, quickly passed the two of them and headed straight for the exit of the Morning Post building.
Lin Yourong stood quietly by the flower bed, the afternoon sun shining softly on her, highlighting her gentle features.
The brim of her hat was tilted slightly, covering part of her forehead, and her face was completely obscured by a mask and sunglasses.
She had a small black bag slung across her shoulder, her slender fingers resting on the strap, appearing exceptionally fair and delicate in the sunlight.
Looking up at Yu Huan as she hurried down the steps, he couldn't help but say with concern, "Slow down, slow down, don't twist your ankle, it's not healed yet!"
Yu Huan rushed over like a gust of wind.
He opened his arms and hugged Lin Yourong tightly, giving her a bear hug.
Lin Yourong also hugged Yu Huan back.
The two clung tightly to each other.
A while later.
a long time.
Yu Huan inhaled the delicate fragrance of flowers and fruits: "Why are you here?"
"I missed you, so I came." She whispered without thinking, her words reaching my ears.
The girl was wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a hat; she was practically fully armed.
Yu Huan was used to her bold remarks and just chuckled: "Rongrong, you didn't believe the doomsday rumors too, did you?"
Lin Yourong did not answer.
"I'm not looking for Dad, and I'm not looking for Mom. Looks like I'm more important."
The words fell.
Yu Huan felt a gentle twist on her waist.
As retaliation.
Yu Huan also gently pinched her waist.
Through layers of clothing.
soft.
It is also very elastic, like soft cotton.
But then she heard a soft moan, and she instantly collapsed into his arms, her head, covered by a fisherman's hat, pressed tightly against his shoulder.
The reaction was so strong that Yu Huan was somewhat taken aback.
Has the attack hit the vital point?
"What are you doing!"
Lin Yourong's low voice carried a hint of anger, yet also seemed to hide a touch of shyness.
When these words reached Yu Huan's ears, she felt that they were filled with a myriad of charms.
My heartstrings trembled involuntarily.
On the steps, one after another.
Zhao Yuan escorted Guangmingding all the way to the building's entrance. Looking down at the two people embracing so intimately, Zhao Yuan's face immediately filled with suspicion and uncertainty, his mind a jumble of confusion...
Has the end of the world come or not?
Tathagata.
Why is it that the Tathagata has truly come?
Tathagata!
The two lingered tenderly for a while.
Yu Huan's pointed chin rested on her shoulder. The warm sunlight and the subtle fragrance of flowers and fruits made him feel incredibly at ease.
He took out his phone and checked the time behind her.
"Rongrong, it's 3:16 now, the apocalypse has passed, nothing happened!" Lin Yourong retorted stubbornly, "I told you, I missed you, it has absolutely nothing to do with the apocalypse!"
"Okay." Yu Huan put her phone back in her pocket.
Warm and fragrant nephrite in my arms.
They embraced in broad daylight in front of the building. Although it might be a bit inappropriate for people who knew him to see it, they didn't want to let go at all.
Lin Yourong, whose head was pressed against his chest, suddenly lifted it up: "Are you busy right now? Why don't you go sit in my dad's office for a while?"
"I'm not too busy, so let's go." Yu Huan agreed verbally, but still held on tightly.
“I’ve never been to my dad’s office before,” Lin Yourong said, her arms lightly flaring.
Yu Huan nodded and walked alongside her up the steps.
I glanced up casually and saw Zhao Yuan hurriedly turning around under the door and pacing quickly inside.
Naturally, he didn't take this guy seriously.
Yu Huan, however, realized a crucial question: "Rongrong, are paparazzi still following you?"
"I don't know! We just changed hotels a few days ago, and the recording work is almost finished."
"Well, since you're wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a hat, as for me, I'm thick-skinned and not afraid of mosquitoes—"
The words have not yet fallen.
Lin Yourong suddenly added in a lighthearted tone, "A dead pig isn't afraid of boiling water~"
"Yes, yes, I'm a dead pig, and you're a dead pig's wife." Yu Huan turned around slightly and flicked her forehead lightly through her hat.
They were chatting and laughing.
Upon entering the elevator lobby, the elevator slowly ascended and soon arrived at the third floor.
One after the other.
Yu Huan walked ahead, leading Lin Yourong to the door of the director's office. He stopped and slightly gestured towards the doorknob with his lips.
Lin Yourong nodded in understanding, stepped forward, turned the doorknob, and pushed the door open to enter.
The door opened with a soft sound.
The afternoon sun streamed in through the large, bright windows, bathing the entire office in a warm, golden light.
Old Lin sat at his desk, bathed in sunlight, intently watching the computer screen, when the sound of the door opening immediately broke his deep thoughts.
He frowned slightly, raised his head, and looked towards the doorway.
Who is so rude?
They came in without even knocking!
However, when he saw the figure walking in front and then looked at Yu Huan behind him, Old Lin was stunned for a moment, and his face was instantly filled with surprise.
She hurriedly stood up and went to the door to greet her daughter.
Old Lin's expression changed several times, and now he said with a big smile, "Oh, it's you all! You Rong, this is your first time visiting, please forgive me for any shortcomings in our hospitality!"
Yu Huan followed behind Lin Yourong and turned around to close the door.
She took off her sunglasses and mask one by one, revealing a pretty face under the brim of her hat.
She rolled her eyes: "It's true that this is my first time here, but if we're talking about poor hospitality, shouldn't we be saying that to Yu Huan?"
Yu Huan quickly smiled and said, "Dad has already been very hospitable to me!"
Old Lin readily picked up on his words: "It's good that you know I've treated you very well."
Yu Huan chuckled.
"Come, come, let's sit down and have some tea." Old Lin gestured for them to walk to the tea table by the window, then suddenly turned around and asked, "You Rong, why did you go back to Xingcheng without saying a word today?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan readily picked up where he left off: "Rongrong said she misses me."
Lin Yourong immediately stopped in her tracks.
Yu Huan, following behind her, couldn't help but stop in her tracks.
The next moment, she turned around and lifted her leg, her shoe hovering on the tip of his shoe.
Seeing this, Yu Huan hurriedly changed her tune: "No, no! Rongrong said she missed you, Dad."
Even after changing her tune, she still received a light tap from Lin Yourong, who snorted, "I told you not to talk nonsense!"
Old Lin pulled out his high-backed chair at the head of the table and glanced at the scene with a smile.
But she shook her head and said, "She doesn't miss me at all. She talks to her mother for half an hour at a time and never calls me."
Yu Huan joked in a serious tone, "It's okay, Dad. I'll often come over to have tea with you. It doesn't matter whether you have a daughter like me who never makes a phone call when she's away from home or not."
These words immediately made Lin Yourong pinch his lower back.
“You’re not wrong,” Old Lin said with a smile as he sat down. “As the old saying goes, a son-in-law is like half a son.”
"So, Dad, if you need anything, please feel free to ask me for help!" Yu Huan blurted out these obedient words.
Lin Yourong sat on the inside by the window.
Yu Huan pulled out a chair and sat down next to her.
Old Lin took a can of tea from the small cabinet, glanced at the young couple opposite him, and said leisurely, "I have nothing else to say, just you and You Rong should hurry up and give me a grandson."
As they chatted, Lin Yourong, who had been mostly silent, suddenly became anxious: "Dad!"
Yu Huan scratched his head: "That depends on Rongrong."
When the topic came up, Old Lin glanced at his daughter, who was clearly a little embarrassed, smiled, and then said nothing more.
With this old father in front of them, and the young couple flirting like this, there's no need to worry about having a grandchild!
Yu Huan looked at the sealed can of tea in his hand, with the words "Classic 58" printed on it, and read aloud.
"This Yunnan black tea is very cost-effective; it's hard to find a competitor in the same price range." Old Lin tore open the plastic seal, opened the jar, and changed the subject with his daughter: "You Rong, do you want to eat at the cafeteria with us tonight, or go out to eat? The cafeteria also has private rooms."
"I'm fine with anything." Lin Yourong said casually, then paused before continuing, "Let's eat in the cafeteria. I want to see what your meals are like."
Old Lin nodded: "As long as the food is cooked in a large pot and is clean and hygienic, it's acceptable."
(End of this chapter)