"Miss, Mr. He and his wife have not come back yet. You can go into the house and sit down first."

"Okay, thank you." He Yiyi took Hebi into the door.

"The eldest lady is back!" A middle-aged woman in an apron came out of the kitchen with a plate of fruit. "I just washed cherries and strawberries, the eldest lady will have some first. The black tea cake will be ready for five minutes. Should the eldest lady drink tea, coffee, or milk tea?"

"Thank you, two cups of Blue Mountain."

"Okay, please wait."

He Yiyi looked at Hebi and picked her chin: "Sit as you like, don't be polite."

"I seriously recommend that you move back. This place is much more comfortable than your small apartment." He Bi has been sleeping on the sofa with He Yiyi these days. His current pursuit is to be able to sleep in a bed.

"Well, we will stay here tonight." He Yiyi said.

"That's great." Why bother to spread it on the sofa with satisfaction?

Half an hour later, Mingxi came back.

"Yiyi is here?" The surprise voice of Mingxi people came into the house before they even entered the door.

He Yiyi stood up lazily from the sofa and walked towards the door two steps, and called politely: "Aunt Ming, are you getting off work?"

"Sister Liu called me and said you were at home, so I came back quickly. Your father has a report meeting and is going to come back later. Come on, sit down and talk." Mingxi pulled He Yiyi back to the sofa and asked why, "Is this?"

"This is my assistant, why bother?"

"Ah?" Ming Xi was a little surprised. Such an obvious mixed-race child could not be a member of the He family, right?

"Good afternoon, Chairman Ming, I am Ms. He's personal assistant, why bother?"

"Okay, sit down, sit down." Mingxi pressed his gesture and asked He Yiyi again: "What do you want to eat at night? Sister Liu at home can only cook some home-cooked dishes. I can ask you to send anything you want to eat outside."

"I'm losing weight, just make some vegetable salad at night."

"What weight is it? It's not good for girls to be too thin. I'll cook tonight. You'll have to try my skills for the first time when you come to your house." Mingxi said, and got upstairs to change clothes.

However, after walking a few steps, she turned around and shouted to He Yiyi: "Yiyi, come, come."

"Ah? OK." He Yiyi got up and thought to herself what kind of tricks she was doing.

Mingxi pulled her to the second floor, turned the stairs and opened the door of a room, and said, "This is your room."

This is a room of more than 50 square meters. According to normal theory, two connected rooms should be opened and renovated.

Light blue patterned wallpaper, pure white long-haired carpet, white European princess bed covered with pink and purple sheets and quilts, and pink and white veils. A neat set of Barbie dolls are placed on the carpet under the floor-to-ceiling windows of the terrace.

He Yiyi was a little overwhelmed by the blue and pink tones in the room. This color was something she liked when she was a child. She didn't expect that Old He would ask someone to make such a big room for herself in this house.

"Look at what you don't like and what you need, and I'll ask someone to clean up again," said Mingxi.

"This is great. I just happened to pass by here to see you and my dad."

"Look at what you said. This is your home. You will come back whenever you want. If you don't like, throw it out if you want to. If you like, bring it back as long as you like. Everything depends on your own thoughts. This is home."

"Auntie is right. But this is your and my dad's home. Of course, I will let you two like it and discard what you two don't like."

He Yiyi wondered if she was wrong this time. Judging from Mingxi's way, it is impossible for her mother's relics to be stored in this house.

"Yiyi is back? Where is the person?" He Jiayong's voice came downstairs.

"Your father is back. I'll go change clothes and cook." Mingxi said, turned around and went out, responded to He Jiayong and went back to his room.

He Yiyi glanced at the room, turned around and went downstairs to meet He Jiayong.

"You are so big. You have your own opinions on everything. I can't even call you back." He Jiayong raised his hand and took off his tie and threw it on the backrest of the sofa.

"Who said it? When did you call me, I didn't go back?"

"Go back to your grandpa?"

"What about that? This is your new love nest, and I'm embarrassed to disturb you casually."

"..." He Jiayong glared at his daughter. When did this child become a poor girl?

Mingxi changed into a home clothes and came downstairs. Seeing the father and daughter standing in the hall competing, he took He Jiayong's coat helplessly and said, "If the child doesn't come back, you are nagging every day. When the child comes back, what else do you choose? The fruits and cakes are ready. Let's go to have tea and chat first. I'm going to cook."

He Jiayong took a look at He Bi who was standing next to the coffee table and walked over silently.

"Why is this? My newly accepted assistant. In the next twenty days, he will be our He family."

"..." He Jiayong didn't understand why this kid was only a He family in the next twenty days, but since he was a He family, he still nodded politely, "Please sit down."

"Okay, thank you Mr. He." He Bi saluted He Jiayong like a British butler, and then sat down on the single sofa.

He Jiayong thought Hebi was not bad, and he thought that his daughter had a good vision of knowing people recently. Song Yuan is a young man with both talent, and although the person in front of him is not young, he has a good education and should be a good person.

Later, when He Jiayong knew He Bi's true identity, he was so angry that he couldn't fall asleep all night.

Of course, He Yiyi came back this time not just to keep in touch with her relationships.

After a more harmonious supper, He Yiyi touched her round belly and said, "Dad, I see the scenery of this street is very good. Let's go for a walk and eat?"

Mingxi hurriedly said, "This is great. Your father has gained some weight recently, so he should go for a walk after dinner."

He Jiayong has a kind of lazy artist, and after eating and drinking, he just wants to go and stay quietly. But his wife and daughter both said this, so he had to agree.

Mingzhu Tianque is worthy of being the most expensive villa area in the city. The landscape on both sides of the street is so exquisite.

He Yiyi and He Jiayong walked slowly on the path between flowers paved with bluestone slabs, and the atmosphere was particularly warm and harmonious.

"Dad, I'm back today because I have something to ask you." He Yiyi turned around and looked at He Jiayong, and walked backward step by step.

"Ask."

"What do you think about the car accident my mother had?"
Chapter completed!