Chapter 651: Lost (three)

Han Yifeng’s face is full of resolute indifference, and even Wang’s secretary has no way to continue to talk, and Han Yifeng finally has a rare explanation.
"The only way to do this is to get a temporary relief. These efforts come over the time. Just waiting for this time, I have to have my own living method. Let's go here, I am a little tired... …So be it."
It was said that Secretary Wang was speechless and thought. He had no choice but to nod.
The car began to fly quickly toward the Korean home. After nearly an hour, I finally returned to the Korean family.
Han Yu and Huang Ziyao just went out to socialize. This is what Han Yifeng had heard before. Han’s father went to his friend’s house to gather. The entire Korean family left the servants, and there were more than two months. Big child.
"Young Master, you are back!"
The servant saw that Han Yifeng strode into the figure. Naturally, she felt a little happy. Han Yifeng had not stepped into this Korean family for a long time. Today, when he saw him suddenly coming back, he naturally felt very happy.
Han Yifeng's cold face is as always without any expression, nodded, swept the maid, cold voice, "Little Master?"
"Little Master just slept, just in the baby room."
The maid replied respectfully.
"You can go down."
Han Yifeng dropped such a sentence, and then stepped upstairs and went, Wang Secretary followed.
Han Yifeng soon found the baby room, and his son was sleeping sweetly in the stroller. The pink and tender baby looks natural and very cute.
Han Yifeng glared at the little baby who was twisted in the car. The cold face also showed a little softness. He leaned down and raised his hand and gently touched his son’s pink face. He thought about it for a moment. Only low, "Han Zhexuan, son, you will call this name in the future, Xiaoxuan... You will always be with Dad, Dad will raise you to raise an adult, give you an innocent childhood, will not let You live under these gloomy shadows."
"Han, we are..."
Secretary Wang said in a small voice.
"Simply clean up, bring some necessary things, and there is everything there. Hurry up, the divorce agreement is placed on her dressing table. If she doesn't agree, it doesn't matter. I can afford these times. !"
Han Yifeng fell in such a cold and ruthless manner, then he bent down and gently picked up the son in the stroller...
Secretary Wang had nodded and began to clean up the things, the baby's bottle, one or two sets of changing clothes, and some bits and pieces.
The two of them moved very quickly, and they had already collected everything in less than ten minutes.
Han Yifeng placed a letter on the low table in the living room, and hugged his son and went outside.
"Young Master, where are you going to hold the young master?"
When I walked out of the door, I met a servant. The servant looked at Han Yifeng strangely. However, Han Yifeng just glanced at her indifferently and left without saying a word.
"The young master took the young master to the company, you don't have to be busy, the young master said to give you a day off, and I will take the young master back to the villa of the young master at noon tomorrow!"
When Secretary Wang dropped such a sentence, he quickly followed up.
The servant naturally did not suspect him. He nodded quickly and responded. "I know, I will convey it!"
In this way, Han Yifeng took the son directly and went straight to the airport.
The ticket was booked in advance. When Han Yifeng arrived at the airport, it was not far from the plane. Another private female assistant also sent the packed briefcase. Wang Secretary took it at the fastest speed. Air tickets.
Several people entered the terminal directly from the VIP passage...
Half an hour later, the plane from Z City to San Francisco took off. In addition to the two assistants, Han Yifeng took his son.
Since this time, he has been busy, knowing that what is left here, too much is regret and pain, so he feels that he is still leaving, leaving is a new beginning, so the company’s business is also Slowly transferred to foreign countries, let San Francisco as the head office of Han, and Z City, temporarily change the company.
Before that time, he stayed for a long time, and there are some foundations. If he works hard again, he will not be inferior. The most important thing is that he can stay away from these troubles and live with his son. Cope with them.
He will try his best to raise his son. This is also the responsibility. In the future, he will focus on his work and raising children. In this world, he will find the meaning of his life...
As for Xi Xinyi, he has already seen it. He believes that she will never leave everything to go to San Francisco. In fact, he has left her with a last hope. If she is willing to give up everything and chase it, then He will also give her a job in Han, but if she doesn't chase it, then...
Han Yifeng also left a letter to Han Yu. The content of the letter is very simple. It is simply telling them that he is back in San Francisco. With his son, if they miss their grandson, they can come to San Francisco.
Looking at the pale and powerless language in the letter, Han Yu felt a pain in his heart. He sighed deeply and turned to look at Huang Ziyao, who was extremely nervous. He sighed, "Yi Feng, he returned to San Francisco, maybe we took him. It was too tight, and the child was named Han Zhexuan. He took it away..."
When Huang Ziyao heard it, the whole person was softened, and the old man Han was also very gloomy.
And, without waiting for them to react, an anxious nervous little crying voice has been passed in from outside -
"Dad, Mom! What about children? Where are the children? Did you find them? My children?"
Xi Xinyi originally handled the accumulation of things in the company. When she didn’t want to be near the evening, she suddenly received a call from Huang Ziyao saying that the child had disappeared. Later, she asked the servants to know that Han Yifeng took the children and they were still in the living room. The letter left by Han Yifeng was discovered.
"Children took the maple and flew to San Francisco. He had already shifted the focus of Han to San Francisco. Hey, look at what you have done! Just like the temperament of Yifeng, I can't... I don't care, you can do it!"
At this time, Han Yu was dissatisfied with a smack of Xi Xinyi who rushed in, and looked up heavily.
When Xi Xinyi listened, his face was pale and pale, and he was planted in the sofa, muttering. "Impossible... Yifeng took the child away... How could this be..."