Diaries of Mr. Han’s Sweet Marriage

Chapter 2: Have You Got a Little Girlfriend? (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

His pants were baggy. His chest and abs were visible. With his well-defined and firm muscles, he looked like a photoshopped male model straight out of a fashion magazine.

Gao Xiaoxiao frowned. She reached out to button his shirt all the way up. Then she picked up a necktie next to her and skillfully fastened it for him.

Alright! Being a Virgo, she clapped her hands, feeling very pleased with her work.

The tall figure in front of her bent over. There was a frown on Han Zhen’s attractive, chiseled face as he teased, “Wifey, are you trying to strangle your husband?”

Gao Xiaoxiao looked at him without expression and turned to leave, but he held her back with his warm hand.

“Why is your hand so cold? Do you want me to give you half a day off?” He caressed the soft and cold hand in his hand and raised an eyebrow as he spoke.

Gao Xiaoxiao said patiently, “Young Master Han, I still have a lot of work to do. If there’s nothing else, I’ll go back first.”

With that, she withdrew her hand firmly and turned to leave.

Han Zhen paused.

Despite being rebuffed, he picked up the phone and instructed, “Turn the central air conditioner up by two degrees.”

• • •

Thirty minutes later, the complicated Excel spreadsheet was done. Gao Xiaoxiao lay back on the chair and massaged her aching waist to relax for a moment.

The door to the CEO’s office opened and Han Zhen walked out. He walked past her seat and quickly backtracked. He said in a low voice, “Xiaoxiao, I’m going for drinks with a buddy. I won’t be going home to sleep tonight.”

Gao Xiaoxiao nodded perfunctorily without looking up, indicating that she understood.

Han Zhen looked at her and suddenly raised his voice to announce, “Secretary Zhou, I won’t be in the office this afternoon. You all can get off work after you’re done.”

“… Alright, thank you, Young Master Han.” Secretary Zhou stood up, looking pleasantly surprised.

Han Zhen nodded slightly and turned to leave.

• • •

After sending the spreadsheet to Secretary Zhou and confirming that there were no problems, Gao Xiaoxiao picked up the Prada bag that Han Zhen had given her and left the office quickly.

However, she did not go home. Instead, she took a taxi to Cuiyuan Estate and opened the door of a building—unit 1501.

“Mommy,” four-year-old Gao Xiaobai, who was playing video games on the carpet, shouted when he heard the door open.

“Xiaobai, Mommy can sleep with you again tonight. Are you happy?!” Gao Xiaoxiao removed her high heels excitedly. Without changing into her slippers, she went over to hug his soft little body and kissed his fair little face several times.

“Aiya, don’t kiss me.” Xiaobai’s tiny hands shook after being hugged. The character in his game was almost knocked down. He quickly adjusted his hand gestures and continued with his battle game. That look of concentration was unbelievable.

Gao Xiaoxiao curled her lips in resignation. She let go of him and sat by his side. She said pitifully, “Xiaobai, I came over to accompany you today because I wasn’t feeling well, but you ignored me. Tell me, have you got a little girlfriend and that’s why you don’t love me anymore?”

Gao Xiaobai rolled his eyes silently in his heart and exited the game. He turned around and hugged Gao Xiaoxiao. He knew that she was faking her tears, but he still consoled her. “Mommy, don’t cry. Xiaobai loves you. He loves you the most.”

Gao Xiaoxiao’s tears turned into laughter instantly. She picked Xiaobai up happily and spun him around three times. Then she was forced to put him down while panting because… the little boy had become heavier again!

“Xiaobai, why didn’t you go to the kindergarten today?” She looked at the time and saw that it was only 3:00 in the afternoon. “This doesn’t make sense. Isn’t he supposed to be having classes at the kindergarten at this time?” she thought.

Xiaobai raised his little brows and looked at Gao Xiaoxiao. He said in exasperation, “Mommy, it’s Friday today. The kindergarten doesn’t have classes in the afternoon.”

Gao Xiaoxiao slapped her forehead. “Oh right, it’s Friday,” she thought. She had lost count of the days in her busyness.

Looking at Xiaobai’s speechless expression, Gao Xiaoxiao’s self-esteem took a hit. She was already 22 years old this year, but she was living in the shadow of a four-year-old’s disdain and education every day. It was simply an insult to her dignity!

But she had no choice. After all, her son was naturally very smart.

At the age of one, he could speak. At the age of two, he could memorize Tang poems and Song lyrics. At the age of three, he began to take an interest in space. At the age of four, he began playing online games and modifying 3C products.

Gao Xiaoxiao’s phone was cluttered with various apps that he had installed. As long as there was an internet connection, she could check the surveillance footage of the apartment anytime.

However… Gao Xiaoxiao extended her slender fingers and lifted her son’s chin to study his features carefully.