C51 I Was Joking (1/2)

After Lang Yan confirmed that Furla was alright, he was finally relieved and finished his work for the day. After that, he ran to the CEO's office to borrow a computer from Hee Zhuolun: ”Mr Hee, I'll borrow your laptop for you to use.”

Without waiting for Hee Zhuolun's response, he immediately opened the laptop placed on the table.

Hee Zhuolun looked at him, then looked down at the information in his hands. On the top of the picture, there was a girl with wavy golden hair, her skin was fair, her eyes were big and bright, her eyeballs were like two sapphire blue gemstones, shining with an innocent light, her delicate nose, and her small mouth was red, as though she was wearing a layer of lipstick, making her look extremely cute.

Beside the photo, there was the girl's name and information written on it: Furla Benson, the daughter of Abt Benson biologist and sports therapist Bilin Nevin. At the age of one, she could read and write, and at the age of two, she could teach herself geometry. Then, she was tested to have a IQ of 300 or higher, making her a genius amongst geniuses, but it was a pity that her brain was burnt out by a fever when she was three years old, resulting in her IQ being lower than other children of the same age.

As they usually only liked to research and invent new things, they engaged in various kinds of scientific research and contributed a lot to the country and the world. The entire family was also protected by the various countries. As for the children of Benson Family, they would stay by their parents' side for a year after they were born. After that, they would be taken away by the nation's personnel to receive one-on-one instruction.

When Furla was six years old, because they felt sorry for their daughter and watched their research together every day, Abt Benson and Bilis Nevin had no other children to accompany her and did not have the time to take care of their daughter. Thus, when they heard that their good friend Elissa had come to their academy to be able to be with each other, they asked their good friend to help them take care of him.

When Hee Zhuolun saw this, he raised his head and looked at Lang Yan.

That was why Lang Yan was so focused on the computer. His long and beautiful fingers were constantly tapping the keyboard, and he did not notice that he was being watched at all.

Hee Zhuolun continued to look down at the information, and only spoke out when it was time to eat: ”It's time.”

Lang Yan didn't even raise his head as he said, ”Go, I'm not free right now.”

Hee Zhuolun frowned: ”So busy?”

Lang Yan responded faintly, and did not say another word.