Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Cha Zhengjian felt a little sighed and looked at his girl's eyes with relief.

He handed the tea to Nan Jiateng's child, and he, the father, was very relieved.

It seems that Nanjiateng's status in the Nan family is not low, otherwise it will not have such great rights and capabilities.

He believed that it was definitely Nan Jiateng's child who took advantage of the protection order issued by the Nan clan, and that he also resolved the blue blood society.

No wonder the kid said, let him not have to worry, that he would protect them.

It turned out that it wasn't just saying this for nothing, because it did so much.

Cha Zhengjian nodded constantly, "Qingluo, have you heard? Now that we are protected, do you know who is helping?"

He is a confused girl sometimes, he wants to let him know that Nan Jiateng helped them save them, to let her be grateful, and let her and Nan Jiateng be good in the future, don't play with a temper, don't be capricious.

Cha Qingluo naturally understood what her father meant.

She nodded vigorously, "Dad, I know, I understand."

She knew that Nan Jiateng must have helped.

Cha Qingluo touched his heart this time, and his heart turned up huge waves.

Her head was buzzing, and now she had only Nan Jiateng in her mind, and she couldn't help but miss him more.

He is always like this, saying nothing, always silently, if the father's brothers came to talk about it, she wouldn't know!

Don't Nan Jiateng think about it, if he doesn't say it, she doesn't know what he does?

The heart of the tea pours the waves of the sea constantly.

She actually knows that Nan Jiateng is not the kind of person who is good at talking. He is still used to being silent and taking care of her with actions to protect her.

Cha Qingluo thought of this, feeling that his heart had a stronger feeling for Nan Jiateng.

She now seems eager to hear his voice and wants to see him.

When Cha Qingluo thought about Nan Jiateng, her heart was beating fast.

Not seen for two days, she missed Nan Jiateng very much.

At this time, the people of Cha Qiu Gang were talking to her father, she couldn't hear it.

There is only one person in her mind, that is Nan Jiateng.

Cha Zhengjian's brothers were excitedly asking their elder brother how they had a relationship with the Nan family.

The Nan family is now the first force on their way, of course, not to count the mysterious Black Dragon Party, ranking.

Cha Zhengjian didn't say anything specific. He felt that there was a detailed work in the gang. Someone might have betrayed him. He needed to pull out this person.

Otherwise, how could his whereabouts be known by the people of the Blue Blood Society.

He was also stupid. When he went to dinner with his daughter-in-law that day, he told his brothers when he was happy.

Cha Zhengjian laughed and said nothing, just like the old fox.

Cha Qingluo thought of Nan Jiateng, and he was a little distracted.

So these people of Cha Qiugang don't know any news.

However, Cha Zhengjian didn't even watch the expressions of everyone, wondering who was the masterpiece.

In fact, the power of the Qingxue Society is very strong, and he will have hatred against the Qingxue. Those people will definitely think about **** him. Naturally, they will use money to dig his brother.

It is normal for some of these people to betray him.

But this time he almost lost his life, but he has to be cautious in the future.

He regarded these people as brothers, and these people may not necessarily regard him as the elder brother now.

Speaking of conversation, he said tired, and let these people go back.

After everyone was gone, Cha Qingluo looked at his father's tired look and asked, "Dad, are you okay?"

"It's okay to lie to them. It's still my daughter-in-law's most important thing now. The brothers who were born and died are not necessarily true brothers."

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