The wife of the paranoid boss is blackened

Chapter 209 I Don't Like Supercars, I Like Driving Trucks
The lights were brilliant, and in the private library of the mountains and seas of books, there were several stacks of books on mythology and monsters piled up at Chu Li's feet.

Little Treasure was leaning on his sister's arms, looking at the painting and storybook. It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and it was time for him to go to bed, but his sister was still here, and he didn't want to leave.

Old Zhao looked at Young Master Xiaobao's head nodding like a chicken pecking rice, and his soft and cute eyelids barely open, and he asked, "Miss Chu, why don't you take Xiaobao to bed? I'll have the book delivered to your room later."

Chu Li kissed Xiaobao's forehead, and seeing his bewildered expression, she laughed hoarsely a few times.

"En." She closed the book, picked up Xiaobao, and kissed his forehead, "Go to sleep if you're sleepy."

"Sister..." He grunted and fell asleep holding Chu Li's hair.

Lao Zhao couldn't help crying, what a touching relationship between siblings, must be photographed and put in the photo album, these will be good memories in the future!

When Lao Zhao took out the camera, Chu Li got up and accidentally kicked the fruit basket, strawberries, bananas and other fruits all fell through the gap in the fence on the second floor.

Chu Li held Xiaobao with one arm, propped up the fence with the other hand, and rolled over.

When Lin Jian walked into the library, what he saw was this scene. The woman's figure was unrestrained and she jumped to the ground lightly, as if gravity had no effect on her.

Chu Li stood on the ground of the first floor with a calm face, and covered all the fruits with the fruit basket.

Old Zhao quickly ran to Mr., and said in a low voice, "This is too dangerous. Master Xiaobao is still in Miss Chu's arms."

Lin Jian raised his eyebrows slightly, "Old Zhao, you are too biased. Why are you only worried about Xiaobao and not Chuchu?"

Old Zhao chuckled, "Aren't you worried about Miss Chu?"

Hearing these words, Lin Jian was in a good mood, and the haze Mrs. Lin brought to him was swept away.

"I heard that your brother is studying abroad. He is an adult, can he drive?"

"Yes, he got his driver's license right after he graduated from high school."

"Okay, I'll get in touch with him to get him a supercar."

"This..." Lao Zhao hesitated. He couldn't refuse the sir's kindness, but he saw many people racing recklessly abroad, and finally died, and his relatives traveled thousands of miles to collect the corpses.

"What's wrong?" Lin Jian asked.

"He likes to drive a truck." Old Zhao said seriously.

I like to drive supercars, which sounds exaggerated when I hear it, but it’s different if I like to drive a truck. It sounds so stable, this is Lao Zhao’s true thoughts.

"It's a very special hobby. You can ask your younger brother whether he likes supercars or trucks."

"Yes." Old Zhao replied.

Lin Jian walked up to Chu Li's side. He squinted his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and his golden-rimmed glasses added a sense of abstinence to him. When he smiled, he became even more refined and scum, and his thin lips were stained with color.

"Chuchu, I want to talk to you about that black phoenix."

"Okay." Chu Li handed Xiao Bao to Lao Zhao, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Miss Chu is too polite!" There is no limit to his love for cute dumplings!

Chu Li looked at him leisurely, "There are no idlers here, just tell me."

Lin Jian: "I drew the black phoenix, and I have handed it over to someone for investigation. There will be news in about three days."

Chu Li frowned, and asked hesitantly, "Don't you know the identity of that mysterious man? When I was driving to refuel, he asked you, and he seemed to want to kill you."

"I don't know him." Lin Jian narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and his aura suddenly became stronger. "Speaking of which, why did you drive your Maybach out that night? How did you know someone was going to kill me?"

(End of this chapter)