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Chu Yichen helped her adjust her sleeping position so that she could sleep more comfortably. His hand moved along her ink-black long hair.
Her hair was very soft. It went through the seams of her fingers, giving her a feeling of smoothness.
"Baby Ning, I think you look like a big parent."
Chu Yichen felt a little wronged. His eyes fell into Su Ningning's eyes and looked a little pitiful. She could not help but laugh, "What big parent? Not a big parent? Why can't I understand?"
"Isn't it? Whether it's Chen Zhou or Chi Haitang, even Chung Wenyao, you will feel pained to go and help them. You can't help but think for them. Isn't it just like a big parent?"
Su Ningning was willing to help these friends, but he felt that appropriate help was good. Helping too much would be troublesome, and it was a form of indirectly hurting.
They were all adults. Everyone should bear the responsibility that belonged to them. If Chen Zhou was the one who wanted to inherit the company, the responsibility on him would be even greater.
He felt that the phone was a good opportunity for Chen Zhou to train.
Su Ningning rolled her eyes at him silently, but in her heart, she tacitly agreed. "You are the housekeeper, right?"
Chu Yichen smiled and held her face. His smile was as gentle as jade. "No, I am a gigolo. Wife, you can take care of me in the future."
The two of them quickly laughed together.
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Chu family!
"Master, Third Master found me in Lan Country. What do you think?"
When he heard about Chu Yuancheng's death, Old Master Chu felt sad for a while. Ji Ye knew that Old Master Chu did not feel good. After all, he was his grandson.
Now that Chu Yuancheng was not dead, Ji Ye felt it was necessary to tell Old Master Chu. He did not want to see his master sad again.
What if the manager died once and changed?
Old Master Chu held the guest list in his hand and paused. This was the list of wedding invitations for the wedding banquet, and it had to be checked to send out invitations later.
The level of the invitation was also different, so it would be convenient for his subordinates to receive them.
"Does the Chu family still have an old master? How come I didn't know that the master of the Chu family had died a long time ago?"
Old Master Chu continued to list the guests with an expressionless face.
He already knew that Chu Yuancheng was still alive. At first, he had held a slight change in his attitude, but soon, this hope disappeared.
Chu Yichen seemed to be indifferent, but in fact, he was a person who valued relationships. If Chu Yuancheng was slightly saved, he would not kill all of them.
This time, he would definitely bring Chu Yuancheng back.
Furthermore, he vaguely found out that Liu Zhilan's death was indirectly related to Chu Yuancheng.
He was too embarrassed to go to the Su family now.
Ji Ye's expression was a little ugly. He looked at Old Master Chu's angry face and even felt a little guilty.
"Master, I was wrong. I won't mention it again in the future. By the way, Zixuan and young master Zihao said they would come back to see you." Ji Ye quickly changed the topic.
Only then did Old Master Chu reveal a satisfied smile.
Unexpectedly, Old Master Chu's originally calm face changed slightly at this moment.
He raised his head and looked at the dark sky outside the window for a long time before he retracted his gaze. "Don't let Zihao know about Chu Yuancheng."2
Ji Ye handed the tea over. "Don't worry about this old master. There aren't many people who know about this old master. They are all keeping it a secret."
"Tell Yichen, that brat, that if the person is gone, the ashes will be secretly transported back."
Although he was an unworthy descendant, he was still a member of the Chu family, so he still had to enter the ancestral grave.
Ji Ye agreed with a smile, "Take a look at the name list first. Don't be too late. Miss Su has already told me about this matter today."
When Su Ningning was mentioned, Old Master Chu immediately smiled and narrowed his eyes. He quickly put down the name list in his hand, "Help me up and accompany me to the warehouse."
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