Chapter 719: Another official pregnancy

After a sweet kiss, Lin Lang slowly let go of Gu Ran and said with a smirk, "Okay, baby, I heard the engine sound of the Mercedes-Benz G driven by Han Zaiyin. Her car has parked in the parking space downstairs of Maitian Music Company."

"BOSS, are your ears so sensitive? You can even hear Han Zaiyin's car parked downstairs of our company." Gu Ran opened his eyes with an unsatisfied look, with a hint of confusion and intoxication in his eyes.

She looked at Lin Lang, a shy blush appeared on her face, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, revealing a smile that could not hide her happiness.

Lin Lang's eyes were full of tenderness and love. He gently stroked Gu Ran's cheek and said half-jokingly, "I am a super-eared person with extraordinary hearing."

"Boss, you have super hearing, but I have super vision!"

As she spoke, Gu Ran reluctantly stood up from Lin Lang's legs and tidied her messy hair and skirt.

Lin Lang smiled and said, "You are not a clairvoyant, you are my little cutie."

Gu Ran said with an exaggerated expression: "Boss, although I don't have the superpower of clairvoyance, I suddenly found that my memory is ridiculously good. I can remember everything I see, which is amazing!"

After hearing this, Lin Lang thought to himself, "I gave you my passive skill [Photographic Memory] through sharing, so of course your memory is ridiculously good."

After reading it, Lin Lang jokingly said: "Oh, my baby, has this hidden skill suddenly awakened? Good memory is a strength and advantage."

Gu Ran nodded vigorously and said excitedly, "Really? Today, the marketing department sent me a plan that was dozens of pages long. I flipped through it and remembered all the data and details of the plan clearly in my mind."

Lin Lang smiled and asked, "Do you feel any different after you have acquired the ability to remember everything you see?"

Gu Ran tilted her head playfully and said with a giggle, "I feel so strong now. If my memory was this good when I was in school, maybe I could have been admitted to Peking University or Tsinghua University!"

"Little fool, even graduates from Peking University and Tsinghua University don't earn as much as you do. Get out now. Han Zaiyin has come upstairs to my office to find me."

"BOSS, after I finished ordering wreaths for Chu Tiannan and the Zhao father and son this afternoon, I took a break from get off work. I'm going to the mall to buy clothes and wear a different beautiful dress every day for you." Gu Ran kissed Lin Lang on the cheek.

Lin Lang looked at the sweet and lovely Gu Ran and replied lovingly, "Okay, go ahead."

"Hehe, then I'm leaving." Gu Ran threw a coquettish look at Lin Lang, her eyes full of tenderness and coquettishness.

Then, she walked briskly, as light as a deer in the woods, and left Lin Lang's office beautifully with the playfulness unique to a young girl.

Lin Lang leaned lazily in the boss chair, looking at Gu Ran's youthful and pretty back, his eyes full of unconcealable pampering and affection.

He tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth rising unconsciously, thinking back to the sweet moments he had just spent with Gu Ran, and felt very satisfied with this little secretary.

Then, Lin Lang picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, the mellow aroma spreading on his tongue.

At this moment, there was a rhythmic knock on the office door: "Knock, knock..."

Lin Lang put down the coffee cup and said in a steady and powerful voice: "Come in."

The door was gently pushed open, and the beautiful painter Han Zaiyin walked into the office with an oil painting in her hand with elegant steps.

Han Jae-in wore a slim black tube top dress today, which perfectly outlined her graceful figure. She wore stockings and high heels, and paired with her signature shoulder-length hair, she looked beautiful, cool and charming.

She smiled charmingly at Lin Lang, that smile contained the joy of lovers meeting each other, but also a hint of shyness, and said softly: "Husband, I'm here."

Upon seeing this, Lin Lang immediately stood up to greet him, with a charming smile on his face, as warm as the spring sun.

"Wife, if you want to come, just come. Why did you bring a painting with you? Is it a gift for me?"

Han Zaiyin walked lightly and gracefully forward, looking at Lin Lang with a smile on her face, her eyes sparkling with a bit of playfulness and pride.

"I see that your office is usually deserted and full of business atmosphere, lacking any artistic atmosphere."

"So, I took the time to paint you an oil painting. Hanging it in your office can also show off your elegant taste."

Lin Lang smiled, his eyes full of doting, and slowly stretched out his hands, carefully taking the painting from Han Zaiyin's hands. He slightly turned sideways, placed the painting in a well-lit place, and looked at it carefully.

What comes into view is a picture of small daisies with a very fresh visual effect. The daisies in the painting are blooming freely, the petals are clearly layered, and each petal seems to carry the rhythm of life.

The color combination is fresh and natural, with warm yellow and tender green intertwined, just like the brightest corner of a spring field.

The composition is ingenious and unique, with a well-balanced density, perfectly presenting the vigorous vitality of the daisies.

The painting is delicate and exquisite, and every brushstroke is just right, showing Han Zaiyin's unparalleled oil painting skills, which can be said to be a vivid display of this artistic creation.

Looking at this masterpiece of oil painting, Lin Lang felt that the haze in his heart was swept away, and a sense of joy from the inside out arose spontaneously.

I have to say, ever since he healed Han Jae-in’s once broken personality, she seemed to have been reborn.

Han Jae-in now exudes a confident and charming temperament. She is healthy and full of energy, and her every move reveals a unique charm.

"Thank you for the gift, my wife. This painting is exactly what I want."

"I'll have someone carefully frame this painting this afternoon and hang it in the most conspicuous place in the office. This way, when I see this painting while sitting in the office, I'll think of you."

As he spoke, Lin Lang leaned over slightly and gently placed a kiss on Han Zaiyin's creamy face, as a sweet reward for her.

Han Zaiyin felt very proud and happy when she saw that Lin Lang liked her paintings so much, and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

Lin Lang held the painting in both hands, walked slowly to the desk, and gently placed the painting on the table. Then he took Han Zaiyin's hand, stroked it gently, and his words were full of appreciation.

"Wife, every stroke of your painting seems to have a soul. Looking at it, my office feels bright and alive."

Han Zaiyin leaned on Lin Lang's shoulder, a faint smile on her lips, and said gently: "As long as you like it, I think the vigorous look of the daisy is particularly suitable for your current state of striving for your career. Looking at it makes people full of hope, so I created this painting for you."

Lin Lang hugged Han Zaiyin, caressed her shoulders, and coaxed her: "I must have saved the galaxy in my previous life to have a talented and beautiful painter like you as my concubine."

Han Zaiyin's cheeks turned slightly red, and she said angrily, "You are just sweet-talking, but as long as you like it, I will draw a few more paintings in the future to decorate my home and company."

Lin Lang smiled and replied: "I like it, but I don't want to add more workload to my beloved wife. If you get exhausted, I will be so distressed!"

Han Zaiyin raised her head slightly, her eyes sparkling with love, and said coquettishly: "The more I say you're sweet, the more excited you become. Do you miss me?"

Lin Lang replied without hesitation: "Yes, of course I do. I missed you so much after not seeing you for so many days."

Han Zaiyin snorted and rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised with a hint of barely perceptible sweetness: "Bullshit, I don't believe it. If you really miss me, why don't you come to see me?"

Lin Lang hugged Han Zaiyin's slender waist, and said with a bit of helplessness and pampering: "Baby, I've been really busy recently. You also know that Chu Yiren's brother died in a car accident, right?"

Han Zaiyin's expression calmed down when he heard this, and he nodded seriously: "I heard about it. This is a sensational news in Shanghai. The CEO of the Truman Group passed away unexpectedly. It was even on the front page of the Shanghai Daily. It's hard not to know about it."

Lin Lang continued, "I should have been helping with the funeral at the Chu family today, but no matter how busy I was, I still took out the afternoon to accompany you in recording the Shanghai opera album at Maitian Music. Is my intention obvious enough?"

Han Zaiyin couldn't help but smile after hearing this. She pouted her lips slightly and said in a playful and cute way, "Okay, okay, you're really nice. That's enough."

"Hey, wife, I'm so nice, you have to show some appreciation."

"I just gave you an oil painting. Isn't that sincere enough? I put a lot of thought into that painting."

Lin Lang licked his lips, his eyes flashing with cunning, and deliberately said: "Oil painting is oil painting, it is the gift of art. But my lips are dry now, and I always feel like something is missing."

Han Jae-in instantly understood what he meant, that he wanted a kiss.

So, Han Zaiyin raised her head slightly, stood on tiptoe, and gently kissed Lin Lang on his lips. The kiss was gentle and sweet, filling the whole office with a warm atmosphere.

Lin Lang had a wicked smile on his face, and shook his head gently, his eyes full of mischief, and said coquettishly: "Not enough, just a kiss is not enough to express your sincerity."

"Wife, you still lack sincerity, you have to continue to show it." Lin Lang continued to ask for a kiss.

Han Zaiyin was amused by his cheating look. She blinked her eyes, suddenly reached into her bag mysteriously, took out a pregnancy test stick, and gently shook it in front of Lin Lang.

"Honey, is this sincerity enough?" Han Zaiyin's eyes flashed with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness, and there was a hint of trembling in her voice.

Lin Lang's attention was instantly attracted to the pregnancy test stick. After seeing the two bars indicating pregnancy, surprise surged onto his face like a tide.

Although Lin Lang had already learned through the system that Han Zaiyin would be pregnant with his baby, he was still very happy after seeing the pregnancy test stick with his own eyes.

With trembling hands, he took the pregnancy test stick from Han Zaiyin's hand, his voice trembling with excitement: "Oh, honey, your belly is really doing well, you are really pregnant with my baby!"

Han Zaiyin's cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head shyly. Her hands unconsciously covered her still flat belly. Her voice was soft but could not hide her happiness: "Yes, are you happy?"