After Dr. Zhang left, Zhan Su ran to the study room. When he opened the door and saw Zhan Hanjue holding his head in his hands, looking in great pain, Zhan Su knew the answer.

"He also said I was sick?" Zhan Su said angrily.

Zhan Hanjue raised his eyes and saw his son's handsome and dazzling face, and there was an imperceptible hint of worry on his face.

He thought that maybe Zhan Su was too perfect, so God wanted to give him some experience.

"Zhan Su, Doctor Zhang said that your disease is still in the early stages. As long as we cooperate actively, you will be fine." Zhan Hanjue didn't want to tell Zhan Su this cruel thing, but he needed Zhan Su to cooperate with the treatment next.

Accept this fact.

"Daddy has decided, resistance is futile." Zhan Hanjue made a domineering declaration, then stood up and left.

Zhan Su fell into melancholy.

"It's a waste of human life." Zhan Su said angrily, pouting.

Zhan Hanjue looked at Zhan Su's angry and dissatisfied face and said cruelly, this matter was of great importance and he could not let Zhan Su's temper be allowed to go.

After sending Zhan Su to kindergarten, Zhan Hanjue came to the company. After a thrilling weekend, he almost forgot that he hired a new assistant.

So when he saw Luo Shihan in the office, he didn't come back to his senses for a while and looked at her with a livid face.

For Zhan Su, this weekend was quite depressing. So when Monday came, Zhan Su expressed his yearning for school for the first time.

This is obviously a very good phenomenon, but Zhan Hanjue doesn't know whether to be happy or worried. Zhan Su, who loves school, and Zhan Su, who doesn't like school, can only remind him of the two personalities of schizophrenia. Otherwise, he would find

There is no third reasonable explanation.

Zhan Hanjue glanced at his day's itinerary, which showed a balance between work and rest, as well as family and business, which was efficient and reasonable.

"Good job." He praised with a straight face.

"Good morning, CEO!" Luo Shihan was wearing a professional short-sleeved white shirt, a red hip-hugging skirt, a pair of stiletto single-heeled red leather shoes, and held her high round head. She was mature, steady, intellectual and generous.

Show him a professional and elegant smile.

Zhan Hanjue walked in with a silent face, and when he sat on the chair, Luo Shihan had already handed him his day's work schedule.

Luo Shihan looked at the faint anger hidden in Zhan Hanjue's eyes and did this with extra caution. Although she was so careful that she almost used physical formulas to calculate the mass ratio of coffee and sugar. But when she was full of sincerity

When the coffee was brought to Zhan Hanjue, Zhan Hanjue took a sip and was still furious.

"It's too painful!" Zhan Hanjue frowned and raised his eyes to look at the bewildered woman.

For some reason, he thought of his precious son Zhan Su. Because he developed schizophrenia after meeting Luo Shihan, Zhan Hanjue disliked the perfect Luo Shihan and always wanted to find trouble with her to embarrass her.

"Make me a cup of coffee, 30% bitter and 70% sweet." He ordered with malicious intent.

Luo Shihan picked up the coffee cup and said, "I'll add some more sugar."

But after Zhan Hanjue tasted the coffee for the second time, he still frowned and scowled, looking for trouble, "It's too sweet."

Luo Shihan looked at Zhan Hanjue, the anger in her eyes was like a prairie fire. Her face was quite respectful, "President, I didn't add sugar just now."

Zhan Hanjue's expression is difficult to describe in words.
Chapter completed!