100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 525 Visiting the Golden Gate

All she could sense was Mingjia's strength and domineering nature.

Just as the man was getting emotional, there was a knock on the office door.

Before he could say he was coming in, the door was pushed open.

Yuan Dahai, carrying boxes full of tonics in both hands, called out in a booming voice, "Mayor Ming, I heard you were injured! I brought you some tonics, and two hens too!"

I simply couldn't say anything more!

He scratched his head awkwardly, put down the supplements and chicken, and left the office as quickly as possible...

The door slammed shut with a "click".

She struggled to get off his lap, her fair and delicate face flushed red, looking extremely shy. But he held her tightly and wouldn't let her go.

"Put me down." The little girl's voice was soft and delicate, with a tremor at the end. He probably wouldn't have heard her if he hadn't been so close.

"Why are you panicking?"

"My uncle will scold me if he finds out I'm dating too early." Her eyes were red, and pretty little tears were about to fall. She sniffed, looking quite pitiful.

“I’ll tell him not to be afraid.”

He felt really sorry for her.

"Mmm." She gently hugged Mingjia's neck, her eyes filled with innocence and pity.

Fearing the young girl might feel uncomfortable, he asked her to sit in the lounge for a while.

Yuan Dahai was called in for a private talk...

The two sat facing each other, remaining silent for a few minutes.

Mingjia finally spoke. "I'm with Huanhuan now."

Yuan Dahai touched his nose with a serious expression. What to do? He couldn't hold back his laughter any longer!

Ming Jiaye knew that no elder would be happy if their daughter was being eyed by another man, so he frowned and lowered his tone: "From now on, we're family."

"Ah."

His fingers are shaking, what should I do? I really want to laugh.

Ming Jia frowned, while Yuan Dahai's lips twitched. Was he really that unsuitable to be his niece's husband?

“I was the one who pursued her, and she was too embarrassed to reject me, so please don’t say anything about her when you go back. Young girls are shy. I’m very serious about Jinhuan. Once she reaches the legal age, as long as you agree, I can get married anytime.”

"Ah."

Mingjia Ye: ...

Yuan Dahai suppressed the urge to smile and thought, "Fine, I'll go home for now. I can call Xiaoming anytime, so people won't realize I'm a pervert."

Mingjia personally saw them off.

When he returned, the secretary-general asked him with a serious expression whether he needed someone to keep an eye on Yuan Dahai. Had this man done something wrong? Otherwise, why would the mayor personally escort a contractor like him to the gate?

"It's alright. Next time he comes, just be polite to him."

......

in the car

Yuan Dahai was staring out the window, occasionally covering his mouth and giggling foolishly.

This symptom lasted for about three or four minutes.

Jin Huan glanced at him, but he didn't react. She glanced at him again, but he still didn't react.

So I simply stopped looking at him. After getting home, he hummed a little tune all the way to his study to work.

Jin Huan raised an eyebrow, but ultimately didn't pay much attention to his reaction.

She and Mingjia usually met in the morning, but since they had officially become a couple today, he specially canceled some dinner engagements and made time for them in the evening.

Yuan Dahai dared not interfere with her, but Jin Huan told him to call her every half hour starting at 9:30 pm, and the man readily agreed.

At 6:45, a low-key black Volkswagen pulled up in front of the building.

The car itself is unassuming, but the license plate is anything but – five 8s.

Mingjia drove the car himself.

She sat in the passenger seat.

The little girl seemed a bit reserved, her hands resting on her knees, behaving very properly. Ming Jiaye pursed her lips slightly, a slight itch in her throat.

He opened the cigarette pack with one hand and took out a cigarette. He had quit smoking for a while, and the two cigarettes he had smoked recently were because of her.

The clear white smoke slightly obscured the gloom in his eyes.

However, some things are harder to suppress the more you try to suppress them.

The car was parked in a parking space in the far corner of the restaurant.

The dark shadows of the trees outside were vaguely frightening, and the afterglow of the streetlights didn't reach this side, especially since the passenger side was close to the wall. Once the lights inside the car dimmed, you couldn't see anything at all.

As soon as her slender, pale hand touched the seatbelt buckle, a warm sensation was felt on the back of her hand.

"Uncle Ming." The little girl looked up at him slightly, but her back unconsciously pressed against the back of the chair, her fingers curling nervously, looking somewhat frightened.

"Click" sound.

He helped her unbuckle her seatbelt, but he didn't leave. "Uncle Ming." Her breathing trembled, her eyelashes fluttered, and she gripped her pure white dress tighter and tighter.