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C1014

Lin Ange hung up the phone, got up and stretched a little. His hands gently caressed his lower abdomen.

"Two babies, it's really amazing …"

Her lips curled up in a smile of joy that rippled in the dimples of her tears. Even now, he still hadn't completely digested this joy.

"If two daughters are the best, then this is if two sons …"

Lin Ange's beautiful eyebrows creased as she thought about it. The corner of his mouth was still smirking.

"Youngest Miss …"

Nanny Wang walked over with a tray.

"Nanny Wang …"

"Youngest Miss, come. I just made a pot of sweet soup. Come and try it."

Nanny Wang's wrinkled face had a happy smile.

"Nanny Wang, I'm not hungry."

Lin Ange said coquettishly.

"Aiya, it's been so long since lunch? It's time to eat. "

Nanny Wang said lovingly.

Ever since Lu Yiyao told her and Sister Zhou to take good care of Lin Ange, she couldn't stop laughing.

Lin Ange was the only one who grew up, and Helan Jing did not have a younger brother or younger sister with her. Although he had grown up in the palm of everyone's hands, he was still a little lonely.

After Helan Jing died, Lin Yifei led Lin Ran through the door.

Even though he called her a half-sister, she was even colder to him than a stranger. During the eight years they had lived together, Lin Ran had 'tortured' her quite a bit. She even tried to burn her to death on her eighteenth birthday.

Later on, Nanny Wang found out that Lin Ange and Lin Ran were not real sisters, neither were they half-sisters.

Now that she saw how close Lu Yiyao and Lin Ange were, she naturally hoped that they would have a few more children. Firstly, Lin Yanyan wasn't as lonely as Lin Ange when she was young. Secondly, this house was also quite lively.

"But I'm really not hungry at all …"

Lin Ange pouted her lips and blinked her comb-like long eyelashes, becoming more and more coquettish.

"Youngest Miss, you're not just one person, but three? You should eat more than others... "

Nanny Wang smiled affectionately and placed the small tray on the table.

"Nanny Wang, I'm really not hungry …"

Lin Ange gently held her arm and shook it as she pleaded.

"Youngest Miss, you want Young Master to personally feed you?"

Nanny Wang joked.

"Nanny Wang, what are you talking about?"

Lin Ange's ears reddened as she obediently sat down.

"Youngest Miss, drink it quickly. It'll be too cold if you don't …"

Nanny Wang urged.

"Alright …"

Lin Ange was worried that Nanny Wang would 'report' to Lu Yiyao if she didn't eat it. At that time, Lu Yiyao might even 'feed' her himself.

She did not want to enjoy such treatment.

"Yes, it's really delicious …"

Lin Ange picked up the porcelain spoon and tasted it. She discovered that the soup was not greasy and was slightly sweet. It seemed to have a hint of the taste of osmanthus flowers.

"Eat more if it's delicious."

Nanny Wang sat down across from her, tears flickering in her eyes.

She thought, if Old Master, Old Mistress, Young Mistress and Uncle Fu were all here, how nice would it be?

"Nanny Wang, what happened to you?"

Lin Ange asked anxiously as she drank a little and saw that her eyes were slightly red.

"I'm old. When the wind blows, my eyes feel uncomfortable …"

Nanny Wang raised her hand and rubbed the corners of her eyes. The corners of his mouth rose upwards.

Lin Ange was also slightly moved as she called out to her in a low voice.

"Nanny Wang …"

"Youngest Miss, young master is about to come out, right?"

Nanny Wang changed the topic.

"Yes."

Lin Ange nodded, her heart sinking slightly.

She repeatedly 'invited' Fang Qingchuan to go with her to Cloud Lake Cloud Lake to pick up Little Uncle Helan Xi, but Fang Qingchuan once again refused.

"Youngest Miss, if Young Master is out, I think I should return to Qingyi Garden …"

Since Nanny Wang had said so, she naturally had her own considerations.

Uncle Fu was no longer there. There were only two attendants in the garden now. Since Helan Xi didn't even have someone to wash the vegetables and cook, she was naturally worried about him.

"Alright."

Lin Ange pursed her lips and replied with a smile.

After a while.

"Nanny Wang, I really can't drink anymore …"

The corner of Lin Ange's mouth slightly curled as she playfully said while stroking her abdomen, which had yet to be revealed.

"Then I won't drink it."

Nanny Wang saw that she had already drunk half a bowl, so she didn't force her to continue drinking. She stood up with the tray and saw Lin Ange looking at the computer again.

"Youngest Miss, don't be too tired. Rest well …"

"It's fine, I know my limits."

When Lin Ange saw the worry in her eyes, her comb-like eyelashes blinked and she smiled faintly.

Nanny Wang was at a loss for words.

It was obviously Helan Jing.

She was stunned for a moment before she turned around and walked out. Just when he reached the door, Lu Yiyao walked out of the study.

"Young aunt …"

"Not finished?"

Lu Yiyao frowned as he glanced at the tray in her hands.

"Youngest Miss said she's not hungry …"

Nanny Wang whispered.

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao replied indifferently and pushed open the door.

Lin Ange sat in front of the Small Round Table, her right hand on the mouse as her clear eyes looked at the computer screen.

The mouse slowly slid and the data brush slid up and down.

What she was checking was the encrypted email Ding Pei had sent her.

The contents of the mail were the true financial statements of the Central Factory for so many years.

Two sets of accounts?

Lin Ange's pretty face tensed up as she looked on with a cold curve on her small chin.

There were sparks of anger dancing in his limpid eyes.

She was so focused that even Lu Yiyao came over and didn't notice.

"Peace …"

Lu Yiyao noticed that she was not in a good mood and hurried forward to greet her.

"Hmm?"

Lin Ange's gaze remained fixed on him. The anger on her face grew deeper and deeper.

"What's wrong?"

"Hubby, look …"

Lin Ange changed the direction of her laptop and pointed the computer screen at Lu Yiyao.

"Billing?"

Lu Yiyao saw the dense data, what did he guess?2

"What has Lin Yifei done all these years? There was such a huge discrepancy between two sets of accounts? "What happened to the difference!"

Lin Ange was not only angry at the chaotic situation of the Central Factory, but more importantly, ever since Lin Yifei had taken over, he had been putting on a fake show.

"Where else would he go other than into his own pocket?"

Lu Yiyao's thin lips slightly opened, revealing an indifferent sneer.

"I looked through all his accounts and didn't find anything? I've even checked for Xiao Bilan and Lin Ran, but didn't find anything. "

Lin Ange frowned as she asked doubtfully.

"Maybe he's not the person who opened this account?"

Lu Yiyao's deep eyes flashed.

"Lin Yifei's personality is suspicious. With so much money, unless it's someone he trusts …"

Lin Yifei had no siblings, his parents had died early, and he didn't have any special friends. Lin Ange couldn't figure out who was keeping the money for him.

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