C148 Happy to be a Mother
What Youyou didn't know was Heizi. Xiang Chen and a few other bodyguards were sitting on the roof, crying.
They were chased out by the young master and had nowhere to go. They could only sit on the roof and chat.
In the living room, the atmosphere was very quiet.
Le Youyou lazily curled up on the sofa, holding a pillow in her arms and playing with her phone in her hand. Gong Mingchuan, who was reading the magazine, suddenly looked up from the magazine and asked: "Is Qianxun very cute?"
"Hmm?" Youyou was somewhat surprised. Why did he suddenly ask her this?
There was a profound meaning hidden in his eyes that she could not understand.
Youyou said sincerely, "Yes, it is very cute. "
In her heart, she was really too curious. Youyou could not help but add another sentence. "Qianxun looks very similar to you. Who is her mother?"
Gong Mingchuan did not answer. He only said, "If you like her, you can be her mother. "
Did she like to be her mother?!
Le Youyou immediately shook her head. "It is not my baby. I do not care. "
She was so selfish. She only liked the baby she gave birth to.
Gong Mingchuan was serious again and said word by word, "I have already said that if you like Qianxun, you can raise her. If you raise her, she will be your baby. "
"You are so funny. " Youyou was already angry in her heart, but on the surface, she pretended as if nothing had happened. "I did not give birth to her, so I did not want to raise her either!"
If she herself didn't have the freedom, where could she raise another child?
He was really crazy!
How could Gong Mingchuan not see the disgust on her face?
She actually disliked his daughter.
"Stupid woman, do you still want that piece of land?"
Every time he opened his mouth and shut his mouth, he would always be a dead woman. He was afraid that he had long forgotten what her name was.
But when he mentioned that piece of land, Youyou immediately said, "Of course I do. "
Gong Mingchuan got up and walked to the study. After a moment, he walked back with a document. He lazily crossed his legs and sat on the sofa. He threw the land transfer agreement to Le Youyou. "I have already signed it. It's your turn. "
He was always like this. When he asked her to sign, he always forced her to do it.
Le Youyou opened the document and looked at it line by line. When she found that there was nothing wrong with it, she signed it. She did not forget to politely say thank you.
"Thank you, Gong Mingchuan. "
After signing the contract and getting the land, they could start work.
Suddenly, her phone rang. She saw the words "Fesaer" on the screen. Joy flashed across her face. She stood up from the sofa and walked to the side to answer the phone.
. . . "What are you doing?" Fesaer's voice was filled with longing for her.
"I am in Jiang City. I am helping you settle that piece of land. "
Fesaer suddenly said, "Youyou, my birthday is coming soon. Remember to come to my school to celebrate my birthday. "
"Okay, don't worry. I have prepared all the presents for you. "2
Fesaer talked about some school matters again. He talked for more than ten minutes. Under Le Youyou's urging, he reluctantly hung up the phone.
Youyou hung up and went back to the sofa.
Gong Mingchuan had been watching her since she called. She actually called for a full ten minutes.
At this moment, his expression was unfriendly. "The master behind you?"
"Yes. " Le Youyou did not hide anything, "Actually, you have seen this person before. "
She deliberately teased him and did not tell him. In fact, Jiachen was Fesaer, and Fesaer was Jiachen.
"Have I seen him before?" Gong Mingchuan remembered that he had indeed called the boss behind Fesaer's group, the woman called Yu Fei, and asked how much money she could give Youyou to him, so he did not say anything else.
Le Youyou was just about to measure Qianxun's body temperature when her phone suddenly rang again. It was actually Tang Beiyue.
Gong Mingchuan saw that the woman's phone kept ringing and a trace of hostility flashed across the bottom of his eyes. "Stupid woman, are you a peach blossom lover? Why are there so many calls?"
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