The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Ji Wenhan and Xia Ling were working in this strange atmosphere.

If Hai Hai didn't know that Xia Ling should be attacking Ji Wenhan, it would have thought that the target of the attack was the other way around. Ji Wenhan was attacking Xia Ling?

Hai Hai couldn't understand what was going on, so it asked quietly,

"Host? You didn't do anything. What's wrong with the Demon King?"

"Him...?" Xia Ling looked at Ji Wenhan.

The latter was working quietly, but he felt her gaze. His handsome face looked at her gently.

"What's wrong, Xia Xia?"

"Nothing, Wenhan. I'm just a little dazed." Xia Ling smiled at Ji Wenhan.

Her face was a little pale, but when she smiled like this, she seemed much calmer.

Ji Wenhan looked at her for a while before he retracted his gaze.

"Tsk! Host, are you pretending to be a little white flower?" Hai Hai chewed on a melon seed and asked with a smile.

Looking at Ji Wenhan's appearance, it didn't seem like he would be taken down by a little white flower?

Xia Ling: "I'm just being a good child. How is it a little white flower?"

Hai Hai was in disbelief. "Oh?"

"You are." Xia Ling smiled "Ji Xiaxia was a little afraid of her at home, but she was also lively and bold. However, when she arrived at the company and started to get close to him, he was so scared that his heart was sealed. Shouldn't Ji Wenhan reflect on how he raised Ji Xiaxia during this period of time?"

"So?" Hai Hai didn't understand.

Xia Ling: "When Ji Wenhan finds out that he raised Ji Xiaxia during this period of time, he didn't do much to control her. Ji Xiaxia is actually very smart, but because he neglected to control her, she was buried. Guess what Ji Wenhan will do?"

Hai Hai: "Be a good... Ah, be a good uncle?"

"Yes, that's it."

One afternoon, the girl's timidness and fear towards Wenhan, as well as her desire to be close to Wenhan, was fully displayed by Xia Ling.

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When they got home from work, Ji Wenhan's attitude towards Xia Ling was obviously more peaceful.

He began to care about Xia Ling, acting like a father.

"Xia Xia, what do you want to eat tonight? I told Mother Fang not to prepare our dinner tonight, I'll take you out to eat."

"Wenhan? Is that true?" Sitting in the side seat, the girl grabbed her seatbelt and looked at the man with bright eyes.

But soon, the joy faded and the girl lowered her head again.

"Forget it, Wenhan. I don't want to go anywhere. I want to go home."

"What's wrong?" Ji Wenhan drove and watched the car in front of him. Hearing Xia Ling's refusal, he frowned again.

He could tell that the girl really wanted to go, but why did she refuse later?

Ji Wenhan had to have dinner with the young girl!

When he was twenty years old, Ji Xiaxia's parents entrusted him to take care of her. At that time, Ji Xiaxia was eight years old.

With Mother Fang taking care of the two of them, Ji Wenhan really didn't care much about Ji Xiaxia.

This was wrong. Since he had promised Ji Xiaxia's parents now, he should shoulder the responsibility of taking care of her. Ji Wenhan didn't fulfill his own responsibility.

He had already missed the growth of the young girl, and the current Ji Xiaxia was no longer a child. She had many small problems, and he also had many shortcomings.

Ji Wenhan wanted to have an adult conversation with the young girl and have a heart-to-heart talk!

"Xiaxia? Why don't you want to have dinner with me?"

At the red light, Ji Wenhan stopped the car.

His slender and powerful hand held the steering wheel, and his deep eyes looked at the young girl beside him.