The clever An Jiayou instantly understood.
He put his phone back into his pocket, and calmly t Han Xiayang’s curious gaze before speaking calmly: "My mom told to go ho. I’ll be leaving now, Uncle Han."
Han Xiayang nodded without a hint of doubt: "Well, you better hurry."
An Jiayou then stood up and left his office.
After the little fellow left, Han Xiayang suddenly felt the office was incredibly quiet. He glanced at the ti on the wall; it wasn’t the end of the workday yet. Feeling both resigned and complaining, he sat back in his office chair, with his face and heart full of a lanting glow: "Alas, poor , I still have to work hard."
Just as he finished speaking, he heard the door open. Assuming the little fellow had returned, he didn’t even look up as he joked: "Did you forget sothing here again? Hurry up and take it with you and leave. You’ve wasted my ti all day, and I haven’t worked properly. If your dad found out, and fired , you’d have to support for the rest of my life."
The next mont, a cold voice rang in his ears: "Really? You want my son to support you? Do you think you’re qualified?"
This voice, Han Xiayang was extrely familiar with. He raised his head in surprise, and then a half-smile curved on his lips: "Sorry, Young Master Lin, looks like you ca too late. Your son has already left."
Left? Where did he go? Lin Mubai furrowed his brow slightly before continuing to ask: "Do you know where that mother and son went?"
Han Xiayang suddenly understood in his heart. So these overly loving spouses had a tiff at noon and hadn’t made up yet. He couldn’t help but feel amused, as he had always disliked this man standing in front of him. He wouldn’t miss this chance to kick him while he’s down. He actually overheard what the little fellow’s mother said on the other end of the phone just now, but he wouldn’t obediently tell the man in front of him.
A strange gleam flashed in his eyes before Han Xiayang continued: "I just heard the little fellow say his mom was waiting for him downstairs, so I guess they’ve already gone downstairs."
As soon as Han Xiayang finished speaking, the other person’s figure was no longer visible in the office. Instantly, the strange glint in his eyes no longer hid itself, but was very clearly sprawled across his face. He mumbled to himself: "Lin Mubai, I have to see if you will fall for it this ti. Just thinking about it makes feel great."
Then, he shut down his computer and stood up, gazing at the bright sunlight outside the window with a slight smile on his lips: "Feeling too good, can’t work anymore. I’m going to find that mother and son, and tag along with them for so free food."
The real reason was that he wasn’t reassured, since they were one pregnant woman and one underage.
As for the reason needing explanation later on, he had it all figured out, simply blaming that mother and daughter. As for a certain Young Master, he couldn’t do anything to him.
As he happily left the office, Han Xiayang’s mood was brighter than it had been for days, and thus, a new rumor was born within Lin Group.
"Manager Han’s son ca, so Manager Han not only left early but was also in an unusually good mood."
"Manager Han’s secret son ca, so Manager Han was all smiles today."
"Manager Han’s secret son was quite a handso lad, though he doesn’t resemble Manager Han."
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