Spoil the Great Lady

Lin Sihan didn’t cover the sky with one hand. Although Chu Boss didn’t care about the affairs here, he gave most of his rights to Assistant Chen. Dismissing He Nian seems to have a stamp on the personnel department, but Wang Meng knows that Assistant Chen is here. He Nian will not be so easily fired.

She turned her head, her eyes flashed, and she instantly recovered her calm. She said calmly, "You seem to be right."

Seeing that she was not crazy, He Nian released her hand and continued to hold the tea and look at the screen.

"Have you eaten?" Wang Meng continued to sit in the chair, and suddenly thought of He Min, who had always been active in eating, why he hasn't eaten yet.

He Nian gave an "En".

"Really? Why didn't I see you eating?" Wang Meng was in disbelief. She had been in the staff dining room and never even noticed her coming to eat.

"There is a cute thing called takeaway." He Nian didn't look up either.

Wang Meng stared, "But you don't look like someone who can order takeaways?"

He Nian's indifferent and cold temperament is bright and charming. At first glance, he is the kind of person who spends years in high-end restaurants, just like Miss Lin. How can such a person order this kind of takeaway.

Look at the person who is still holding his head and looking at the computer without any image, opening his mouth and yawning?

He Xiaonian, can you do something to put on your face!

Although the girl's face was good-looking, no matter how indecent her actions were, Wang Meng said that she didn't want to complain anymore.

Shouldn't being a beauty want to benefit society?

"Trash can." He Nian glanced at Wang Meng and said lazily.

"what?"

"There are lunch boxes."

Wang Meng's brain reacted slowly, "I don't have this hobby!"

"Oh." Replied faintly.

"Really not!" Wang Meng was a little worried.

"En." Very perfunctory.

"He Xiaonian, you like to find lunch boxes in the trash can!"

Wang Meng finally stopped struggling with what he wanted to offend Lin Sihan, but... Isn't the direction of the next topic a bit weird?

Leave this alone, when He Nian came to work intact the next day, the people along the way dropped their glasses. Isn't this the right rhythm?

They were thinking about this problem with their chins taken off.

Shouldn't this newcomer at this time be the extremely worried sang looking at the sky at home? Then, crying bitterly (fog), go to Miss Lin to confess?

This is unscientific!

"Miss Lin... be kind?"

Someone immediately objected, "Have you seen Miss Lin like this?"

"The backstage is huge?" a girl said while touching her chin.

"It's very likely." The crowd agreed.

The person holding the file next to him immediately said quietly, "Don't guess, it's Assistant Chen in the backstage."

Everyone, surprised!

"Don't look at me like that. When I just sent the information to Assistant Chen," the person recalled with difficulty, "I saw Assistant Chen abnormal...talking to her doglegally."

He found a word that fits the image of Assistant Chen at the time.

After speaking, he took the file and floated away. He still needs to calm down.

Everyone, silent.

Take your own files and quickly slip away.

As a result, this matter was immediately covered up. Regarding the battle between Assistant Chen and Miss Lin, ordinary mortals would just look at it, and don't gossip.

So as not to affect oneself.

He Nian had no idea about this matter.

Because she was busy for a few days and finally looked forward to the weekend.

Since entering work, she suddenly felt happy during the weekends, even happier than the next day off when she was full class.

As soon as Friday arrived, she packed up her things and immediately flashed people. Before Wang Meng followed her to say hello, a certain woman stepped into the taxi.

Wang Meng: "..."

Don't take such a hurry if you rush to reincarnate!

Don't doubt, He Nian took the car to see Xie Wenqing. She was recovering well. Although Lin Ling looked unreliable, she took care of Xie Wenqing with great care, wishing to tie her to her waistband.

"You don't need to go to Maokeng with her." He Nian looked at Lin Ling with difficulty.

She didn't understand at all, why Xie Wenqing's upper tuba Lin Ling would also follow up, the upper tuba didn't use so many hands, isn't the structure of Lin San'er's head a bit wrong?

Xie Wenqing nodded, going to the toilet or something, she was completely OK by herself.

Moreover, two people, she simply... can't pull it down for a good fight?

Almost... Constipation.

"I don't think she can do it." Lin Ling blinked, poured a glass of water and handed it to Xie Wenqing, shaking his head and saying, "I don't know if it hurts for a hundred days, hey, young people just don't understand."

He Nian, "But... don't you feel stinky?"

Lin Ling: "..."

"Qing'er, I don't dislike you." Lin Ling turned to look at Xie Wenqing.

"I... despise you." Xie Wenqing was tired, and said the last three words cruelly under Lin Ling's look.

Lin Ling: "...100 million critical strikes!"

Seeing Xie Wenqing whose complexion had improved a lot, He Nian was relieved, and then he held the document in his arms, looked through it slowly, and chatted with Xie Wenqing.

"Did that guy come to you?" He Nian remembered Shi Jincheng, she really didn't like this man.

Xie Wenqing smiled, "I came here once and was scared away by Lin Ling."

Shi Jincheng was standing on the stairs and waiting for her that day. His aura was too strong and bloody. Lin Ling called him when he saw him from a distance, and blocked Xie Wenqing behind him. Later, Shi Jincheng was afraid that something might happen, so he left silently. NS.

He Nian: "...It turns out that Lin San'er is still useful."

"I finally understand a truth now," Xie Wenqing looked at He Nian, his eyes bent, with the unique gentleness of Jiangnan people, "No disease is the first benefit, contentment is the richest, good friend is the first relative, Nirvana First music."

He Nian: "@%￥!*&%￥……"

What the hell!

Lin Ling suddenly wanted to eat dumplings, so the three of them went downstairs and ate a few bowls of meat dumplings in a shop not far away. The dumplings had thin skins, large fillings, generous portions, and fresh soup. He Nian said she was very satisfied.

"What's the taste of this? The taste of home!" Lin Ling sighed as he ate, attracting countless people's eyes, "What's the school? That's Zhou Chapi! The leather is thicker than the buns, so I sell tofu as meat. !"

He Nian and Xie Wenqing lowered their heads to eat dumplings, pretending that they didn't know this guy.

After eating the dumplings, it was naturally a little late when I went back, but it was already too late. He Nian felt that she couldn't sleep anymore, so she picked up the file and looked through it carefully. It looked like she was like a web editor, as deep as the sea. People.

Once again staying up all night to write the engine, so there was a consequence.

Sleepless at night, hard to wake up in the morning!

"He Xiaonian is up!" He Tingyi knocked on the door rhythmically, frowning her eyebrows. He Nian used to never sleep in bed, and she would do morning exercises on time when she got up occasionally. He also had regular schedules when he went to work. How come on weekends? How about this?

He waited in the living room for a long time, but no one was awake.

"You are almost sleeping like a dog..." He Tingyi knocked on the door tirelessly. At this time, he must not know that he was talking to himself like a snake.

But he found that since returning, he has become a lot more verbose.

This is all thanks to the great **** in the house.

You said that this bear child is really worrying. She knows that she can't be hungry, but she has to find her own guilt. Of course, it is not herself that feels distressed in the end! He Tingyi was really broken.

He was making a lot of noise. He Nian would have heard it in the past, but at this time she had almost just fallen asleep and had already turned on the Do Not Disturb mode. If He Tingyi could wake her up, it would be really good.

Seeing that he couldn't knock on her door, He Tingyi pursed his mouth, his hard face collapsed a little, then turned around and went to the study, and when he came to He Nian's door again, he had an extra wire in his hand.

After a few tinkering with a wire, the lock opened with a crisp sound, and He Tingyi skillfully opened the door.

——There should be applause here.

The sun had already come out, but the blue curtains in the room were tightly pulled and the light was very dark.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a figure curled up in the middle of the pure white bed, so small, if I didn't pay attention, I wouldn't find a person lying on the soft bed.

This kind of person who curls up into a fetal posture inside the mother is rigid on the outside and soft on the inside. It is very insecure. The arched back constitutes a powerful self-protection. When a person is suffering painful setbacks, this sleeping posture can be most experienced. sense of security.

The computer on the cupboard next to her bed was still on.

The densely packed code makes people dizzy.

It seems that I worked overtime and stayed up all night.

He Tingyi stood quietly by the door and watched for a while, then closed his eyes and exited the house.

Outside the door, there was no expression on the hard face, only the hand holding the doorknob was full of blue veins, the prismatic lips were tightly pressed, and the eyes were deep.

After a long time, he turned around and took the key from the table.

He went out to buy a bunch of vegetables, sorted them into the refrigerator, and then took two fresh fish and some other vegetables to the kitchen. After tangling with the bunch of vegetables for a while, he picked up the knife and awkwardly scraped the scales of the fish. .

Their cooking skills must have been cursed by God.

must.

He Tingyi scraped bitterly as the slippery fish slipped from his hand from time to time and slid under the chopping board. He picked it up bitterly and put it back again.

The doorbell rang suddenly, and it reached his ears very clearly, and the hand that scraped the scales paused, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to bring the information to Chu Zhixuan.

He was stunned here, the door bell outside was still ringing, the sound was not hurried, obviously the person who rang the doorbell was very patient.

Putting down the knife and fish in his hand, he rushed his hand under the faucet, He Tingyi went out of the kitchen and opened the door.

There was a person standing straight outside the door, wearing a white shirt and casual trousers, his cuffs were slightly rolled up, his hair scattered in front of his forehead, his eyebrows were like ink painting, his eyes were like stars, and his handsome facial features were very protruding. He was leaning against the door leisurely. , Take it easy.

"Why are you here?" He Tingyi leaned his body, and after being surprised, he let Chu Zhixuan in.

He would have thought that this black-bellied Boss would throw all his work at him again!

Don't ask him why he thinks this way. If he is used to being abused by this person, what would he say?

"I found something last night, a bit like the Milky Way, come here to confirm it." Chu Zhixuan entered the door and looked at the furnishings in the house.

The entire living room is rectangular, slightly concave, and covered with light-colored wooden floors. The layout is very monotonous. There is a group of European-style sofas and a large LCD TV in the middle. There is a glass dining table next to it. Opposite the dining table is a huge floor-to-ceiling window with good lighting. At this time, the bright sunshine was filtering in through the glass, and the cold hall was rendered warm.

Unexpectedly, He Tingyi still has a bit of sentimentality.

The corner of his eye swept over the fish scales on his hand, Chu Zhixuan was stunned, and then: "Are you cooking?"

"...Can't it?" He Tingyi twitched his face. He obviously heard Chu Zhixuan's contemptuous tone, and walked towards the kitchen with a dark face.

Chu Zhixuan threw the papers on the table, leaned lazily on the sofa, smiled, and said slowly: "Your culinary skills are like thunderous ears, and I finally found a chance for me to take a closer look, so-called, Well... God made."

This is really awful!

"Bang!" He Tingyi stomped the fish head, ignoring Chu Zhixuan, stomping, and suddenly pausing.

"I remember you could cook?" He poked his head out of the kitchen, his eyes lit up.

Chu Zhixuan straightened up, ignored him, and walked upstairs steadily and vigorously, "Where is the Milky Way, I'll take a look first."

This was a refusal. Although he guessed the ending, He Tingyi was still a little depressed. He wanted to make a big meal for He Nian. Seeing the mess of things in the kitchen, he suddenly felt that the whole person was not good.

This **** life.

It is estimated that people will be laughed at later!

Although a few people grew up, they only ate what Chu Zhixuan had cooked once. He really couldn't see a few people tossing pheasants in the wild before he took over.

Oh, he still secretly took a piece of chicken leg, and few people know that he did it.

After all, he doesn't look like someone who can do this kind of thing.

However, the He family are really people who can do this kind of thing.

"In the drawer of the study on the second floor, let's roll away after reading it." He Tingyi retracted his head, looking at the split fish with a resolute and stern face, expressionless.

Then I remembered something, "By the way, you move lightly."

Chu Zhixuan raised his feet and walked upstairs on his own. The study, study, study, and the corner of his eyes swept the four doors beside him, and it was difficult to tell which one was the study for a while.

He has never been here. Most of the reason is that He Tingyi rarely comes back, and the other half is because he hardly visits other people's homes.

Move lightly?

He couldn't help but smile as he thought about it, maybe it was Jinwu Cangjiao.

However, the next moment he couldn't laugh, and suddenly there was a small voice behind him.

Is there anyone else here? Chu Zhixuan turned his head, with a touch of surprise on his calm face.

The first reaction is really hiding, Jiao, now!

The second reaction, what, what, yes, yes, she?

"Fuck He Tingyi, you are prying my door again!" This was a very complaining voice. Because of the reason for just getting up, the cold voice was a bit hoarse, full of momentum, and the ending sound was up, but it was not enough to deter others.

He Nian just got up, before he had time to brush his teeth, he only felt that the door today was a bit strange, and when he came closer, he realized that he had been pried again.

Depend on!

She has been wondering why He Tingyi likes to pry her door so much, and she changed the code lock for her...Well, he can still pry it.

He Nian has always been a lazy, sloppy ghost. Don’t doubt that. At this moment, she is wearing a T-shirt and nightdress, revealing a pair of white and slender legs, a pair of apricot eyes slightly squinted, not fully opened yet, long eyelashes, not covered by glasses. His face looks very delicate and unparalleled.

Her hair is messy, unshaven, and her former cold face seems to have added a kind of gentleness at this time.

Two pairs of eyes looked at each other, silent.

He Nian was startled and blinked. It was fine. The person did not disappear. Then, this is... Chu Boss?

and many more!

She rubbed her temples, what should be wrong?

Could it be that the curse was too strong last night and hallucinations occurred this morning? He Nian was thinking about the possibility of this probability.

Chu Zhixuan turned his head, saw the figure, took a short pause, stopped there to look at her, his eyes deep.

"He Nian?" His face was light, and he slowly raised his head, his deep gaze met her eyes, and he uttered two words lightly, with the ending sound rising, but it was definitely not a question.

He Nian: "..."

"boom!"

She slammed the door.

Do you want to be so thrilling early in the morning?

It's true fate.

He Nian rubbed the messy hair, then took the clothes and changed clothes while thinking, could it be that she opened the door in the wrong way?

Wait for a while and try again after she opens the door.

After getting dressed, He Nian came out again, the person still standing there politely, and of course she saw that this person's posture had not changed at all with her eyes, and she twitched the corners of her mouth: "Why are you here?"

Didn't even disappear?

Chu Zhixuan's ink eyes narrowed slightly, his delicate eyebrows were slightly raised, and he couldn't see the expression under his eyes. "The one downstairs didn't tell you, I know him?"

"..."

Well, He Nian looked at the sky silently, took the toothbrush into the bathroom, and threw someone out of the door again.

Someone outside the door calmly watched the door slowly close, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his thin lips slightly raised an arc.

Two names were spoken silently: "He Nian, He Tingyi..."

Both of them have surnames. They should be brothers and sisters.

Although he had never heard of Grandpa He had a granddaughter, he could have a granddaughter. Moreover, upon closer inspection, He Nian looked too much like the first lady in the former Mandu.

Of course, even if they weren't brothers and sisters, he would break them into brothers and sisters.

Thinking of this, Chu Zhixuan slightly curled his lips, turned around gracefully, and walked towards the innermost door, which was the study.

He Tingyi's study was a bit messy, the documents were placed in a mess, the drawer was half pulled, a small section of the documents was exposed, and there was a cigarette **** on the desk. He was not surprised by such a room.

Chu Zhixuan put the papers in his hand on the corner of the desk at random, then opened the drawer and took out the box inside. He came today mainly for this. At this time, he looked at it, but he couldn't read it at all. .

There was a wave of waves in the calm and unwavering heart.

He sighed invisibly, he put the two boxes into the drawer again, his gaze stayed on the document for a while, then moved away, then turned and walked downstairs, his clear and deep eyes became a little bit. depressed.

In the kitchen, He Tingyi was washing vegetables. He saw Chu Zhixuan who had come down, his eyes were amazed, "Why did you come down? I didn't find it?"

He Tingyi is quite self-aware of his study.

Chu Zhixuan shook his head slightly, then looked at He Tingyi faintly.

With this look, He Tingyi shook his body inexplicably.

It's cold!

Chu Zhixuan stood outside the kitchen, looking at the fish that was chopped up and down, and after thinking about it, he walked in and drove He Tingyi out of the kitchen. He picked up the knife set aside, gestured, and looked unpredictable. I brought some materials, you go up and have a look, here... leave it to me."

No wonder...

When he came, he felt a little strange. When He Tingyi, the eldest master, was in the compound before, how could he cook by himself?

He Tingyi was taken aback, and a vegetable leaf in his hand was torn in half. Chu Zhixuan asked him to come?

He digs out his ears. Could it be that his ears are not good and he heard it wrong?

Mr. Chu, the roast chicken was half roasted at the beginning, and most of it was eaten by himself, and the rest of the other people did not share a piece of chicken skin. Today, he said he wanted to enter his house honorably. kitchen?

This world is illusory.

Isn't it cold?

He Tingyi looked at the figure who was busy in the kitchen freely, and felt that there was a sense of unreality in dreaming. Didn't this black-bellied man always think that a gentleman is far away from the kitchen! Haven't you always been respectful and not cannibalizing fireworks!

Holding his startled chin, He Tingyi glanced at Chu Zhixuan faintly, "Have you taken the wrong medicine?"

Chu Zhixuan didn't lift his head, "No, just to save your broken life."

He Tingyi: "..."

Looking at the bunch of fish that He Tingyi had chopped up in a mess, Chu Zhixuan silently moved his eyes away, thinking that he had really seen it. He wanted to ridicule He Tingyi, and then he remembered something, "Your family... still has guests. ?"

He sliced ​​the fish off piece by piece, with a careless expression, but slightly blue veins burst out of the hand holding the handle of the knife.

The voice was calm, and Wei Wei held her breath. He was very concerned about He Tingyi's next answer.

"Your ears are really good," He Tingyi paused as he stepped upstairs, lowered his eyes, was silent for a moment, and then raised his voice: "She is the daughter of Aunt Yuanling, my sister. You have stayed in the Imperial City longer than me. Give her a little bit."

"Of course." Chu Zhixuan smiled, his impeccable complexion cleared, and the movements on his hands were a lot lighter.

Unexpectedly, this person would really answer, He Tingyi almost fell on the stairs with a wrong step.

He just said something smoothly, and didn't expect this person to respond.

Could it be that Young Master Chu had a convulsion today?

He can only think so.

He Nian has been hungry after sleeping for such a long time. I don't know if He Tingyi has warmed up her breakfast to see if he can find something to eat.

However, she was stunned as soon as she opened the door.

It smells so good!

Following the fragrance, she came to the kitchen, and she was stunned for a moment.

I didn't know until today that there will be people who even cook so elegantly, as if they are treating an expensive handicraft.

Chu Zhixuan was very tall, but his height definitely did not hinder his fluent movements. He was busy in the kitchen in an orderly manner with grace without rush.

Not as slow as He Tingyi.

The silk shirt was pulled to the elbow, and the straight slacks perfectly outlined his lean and slender figure.

Chopping vegetables leisurely. There are a lot of things in the small kitchen, but it's not messy at all. It looks like an elegant prince, who is like a person cooking in a kitchen filled with smoke.

Sweet and sour pork ribs are simple to make, but it is difficult to make delicious. They must be cooked first, and then deep-fried until the outside is browned, so that they will taste crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Don’t forget to harvest the juice at the end of the fire. Add a tablespoon of balsamic vinegar when harvesting the juice.

The color of the sweet and sour pork ribs made in this way is sugar thin, not thick or light, moderately sweet and sour, not greasy and not greasy, and has a rich and delicate taste.

The soup can be used for bibimbap.

The strong fragrance floated to the living room.

He Nian looked directly at Chu Boss's ribs.

There is only worship in my heart.

Remembering that the kitchen after He Tingyi moved in the past was as horrible as the war, He Nian faintly glanced at the people who drifted to her for unknown time, and it should have been caught by the fragrance.

She helped her glasses down, "May I ask you the shadow area in your heart now?"

He Tingyi's cold face stiffened, and he stared down at He Nian's contemptuous eyes, silently, for a long while, feeling that this little girl could not belittle herself, and then spit out a few words stiffly, "This, incomparable."

Can't compare?

After hearing this, the contempt in He Nian's eyes was even more obvious, sighing, a little helpless, "I understand."

He Tingyi: "..."

Ask if there is a sister in the family who beats people from time to time, is she swollen? ! Wait online! urgent!

He Nian patted him on the shoulder and said nothing.

His eyes stuck in the kitchen again, smelling the scent from the air, He Nian deeply felt Lin Ling's resentment for the first time.

This is someone else's brother.

Sure enough, things in other people's homes are good.

From the corner of his eyes in the kitchen, Chu Zhixuan swept the two silhouettes side by side not far away. They looked very harmonious. He stirred his hands for a while, and then slowly poured some seasonings in.

Chu Zhixuan cooks many dishes, such as shredded pork with vinegar, vinegared cabbage, tiger skin green pepper, sweet and sour fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, hot and sour potato shreds and a pot of aromatic soup.

It sounds nothing, it's just...

"How come there is vinegar?" He Tingyi complained.

Although it tastes great, but... his teeth are sour.

Can't eat something so heavy.

"Is there?" Chu Zhixuan and He Nian brought out the last bowl of soup and glanced at the table lightly, extremely solemnly.

Sorry, his hands are shaking.

He Nian couldn't help but grabbed a piece of fish with his chopsticks. This golden fried fish was beautiful in shape, tender on the outside and tender on the inside. It was sour and sweet, and the meat was delicious.

So delicious.

This cooking skill is clearly a rhythm that has been ordered to the full level!

She swears that this cliff is incomparable to an average five-star master!

She narrowed her eyes comfortably, and then began to speak shamelessly, "Brother Chu, ignore him, he won't be able to see that others are better at cooking than him! Envy, jealous, and hate!"

In one meal, he successfully bought a certain woman, from Boss Chu to Brother Chu directly.

Incomparable dog legs.

He Tingyi couldn't bear to look straight. The girl's quirk of hooking up with top chefs remained unchanged.

The former iceberg goddess turns into a female nerve in minutes.

Well, this is a common problem of the He family, and she can't be blamed.

However, she found a good reason for her quirk-claiming to be a person who is close to Zhu, Chi and Mo, and black. Miss He has always felt that if she has more contact with master chefs, she will be able to make delicious food in the near future. He vowed to wait for He Tingyi.

However, the fact is—randomly.

Chu Zhixuan sat next to her and helped her serve a bowl of rice. He glanced at He Tingyi, who had a dark complexion on the other side, and smiled slightly, "Well, I know."

Refreshing.

He had already gotten the foodie attribute of a certain woman a long time ago, and this was to deliberately brush his favorability in front of her.

The result? Not bad, not bad.

He Tingyi, "..."

He was very heartbroken. How long did it take him to get He Xiaonian to call him "Brother" willingly. Now, for a meal, she calls "Brother Chu" unscrupulously. ?

Of course, He Tingyi forgot at this moment that he introduced the two of them like this ten minutes ago.

"This is my sister."

"Xiao Nian, you can just call him Brother Chu."

Chu Zhixuan turned a blind eye to his sour gaze, calmly picked up the bowl, chewed slowly, with an elegant posture, and occasionally tilted his head to speak quietly to He Nian.

Master Chu, how about your table manners?

What about talking without saying a word?

He Tingyi poked the bowl secretly, seeing his sister about to be hooked away, why is his mood so complicated?

Looking at He Nianfei's eyes, and then at the table full of delicious and delicious dishes, He Tingyi silently chewed on bones in the corner, lamenting in his heart.

This is over.

After the three of them had finished eating, He Nian took the initiative to take care of the dishes.

She is obviously very experienced. She concentrates on washing dishes in the kitchen. She moves skillfully and has a serious attitude. When it comes to the skill of washing dishes, she has reached the full level.

"She usually washes it?" Chu Zhixuan looked at the figure in the kitchen, turned to look at He Tingyi, and his tone rose slightly.

"Why are you still not leaving?" He Tingyi asked rhetorically without answering, looking at him with bad eyes.

Didn’t you come to see the Milky Way?

Don’t you cook for him?

Isn’t the gentleman far away from the kitchen?

Depend on!

He Tingyi's eyes became deeper and deeper when thinking of the difference in his attitude before and after.

This **** black belly perverted voyeur! I must have peeked at the room upstairs, otherwise how could I suddenly change my attitude!

It really led a wolf into the room!

Chu Zhixuan didn't care. He just leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window next to the dining table and looked at the figure in the kitchen. He didn't know what he was thinking of, his eyes warmed slightly.

The celebrities he knows, including his own mother, are all spoiled, their fingers are not touched by the sun, and there is no one like the person in front of him who even washes the dishes with such care.

He Tingyi gloomily went to the study to sort out the information. He needs to be quiet at the moment.

Chu Zhixuan has been with He Nian washing the dishes.

When she finished washing, he took a clean cloth and wiped the bowls clean and placed them one by one.

"I didn't lie to you that day." After finishing the washing, Chu Zhixuan put the bowl into the counter, and suddenly a word came out.

He Nian squeezed some hand sanitizer and was washing his hands slowly, "...what?"

"I said cake," Chu Zhixuan handed her a dry towel after she finished washing, and continued, "I made the cake at home that day, so there is no specialty store."

He raised his head suddenly, He Nian glanced at him, "..."

Is it amazing to make a cake? Is it amazing?

Looking at the door that was slammed again, Chu Zhixuan touched his nose, wondering how he had offended her, he was clearly implying...

Well, it seems to be of little use.

Chu Zhixuan straightened his clothes, then think about other methods.

This is the house He Tingyi bought in the city. It does not involve the interests of any other parties. The old man of the He family has spoken. After He Tingyi gets married, he kicks the **** out of the compound and lives here.

Get married and start a business.

At the thought of these four words, Chu Zhixuan smiled more brilliantly.

very good.

You shouldn't have left this property to him at the beginning.

He slowly raised his feet upstairs, passing by He Nian’s room door, he glanced casually at the locked lock that had been repaired, and then walked to the study room and passed the materials on the corner of the table to He Tingyi, "These materials I researched it last night, and I'll leave it to you."

"This is your job, or it is better for you to do it." He Tingyi glanced at the cumbersome picture, and returned the information to him with a headache.

Young Master Chu smiled softly and looked at He Tingyi's eyes very gentle: "Of course, you don't have to do it, if you want me to withdraw from this case."

He Tingyi: "..."

QAQ!

This must not be true!

"It's good if you are happy." He Tingyi took the file hard.

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After coding this chapter, he laughed like a dog, and then cried to recite the key points of the exam.

That's right, Huahua has an exam on Saturday, so there will be no more changes, and 2000 updates will be restored every day.

Of course it won’t be interrupted. Don’t worry, no matter how tired you are, there are still regular updates every day~

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Although Wen fluttered, the child in his own family hurts himself.

So don't worry that I will be silly.

Don't dislike those who don't abandon and don't give up.

Huahua is also broken.