The fake daughter ran away with the baby, and the president chased her relentlessly

The man thought the woman was playing with his fingers and smiled lovingly: "What's wrong?"

Sang Ran sniffed: "You are so nice, Pei Jingping."

Pei Jingping suddenly chuckled.

Sang Ran looked up at him with some confusion: "What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at my silly little wife." He tapped Sang Ran lightly on the forehead.

Sang Ran wrinkled his nose: "Why are you scolding me when I'm praising you?"

"Is it good enough if I just do this? But I think it's far from enough." Pei Jingping said, "I just soaked in water to warm my wife's belly, but my wife carried me for ten months and gave birth to a very good daughter."

In Pei Jingping's opinion, women's menstruation is a cyclical process of creating space for future children.

The inner wall of the uterus is repeatedly trimmed every month, and it is removed personally when pregnancy is not detected.

It goes on and on in a cycle, just for a life that doesn't exist yet.

And the pain after actual pregnancy will not be alleviated in the slightest.

As the biggest beneficiary, he can't bear anything, nor can he share the pain, and doing these insignificant things is not worthy of praise at all.

"You're so talkative." Sang Ran pouted. Although she didn't admit it, she did feel a warm feeling in her heart.

She was really lucky to have met Pei Jingping.

Pei Jingping raised the corners of his lips: "I'm telling the truth, Sang Ran, you are the best."

Sang Ran raised her chin proudly: "Then tell me, what's good about me?"

"It's good that you're a girl. You have to bear a lot of invisible pressure and pain from your innate body structure." Pei Jingping said softly, "If you were Sang Ran, it would be even better."

Sang Ran's ears turned red at the man's smooth talk.

She lowered her head and saw that Pei Jingping's exposed clothes were actually white. Sang Ran remembered that this man's pajamas were mostly gray and black.

She lifted the quilt and took a look, a little puzzled: "Why do you sleep in a shirt?"

This shirt is different from the white shirt he usually wears under his suit. It is a loose Korean style.

And Pei Jingping rarely wears white clothes.

Pei Jingping looked a little unnatural: "Doesn't it look good?"

After hearing his words, Sang Ran moved a little further away and looked at it carefully.

Pei Jingping, on the contrary, became awkward, sitting straight as if he was attending an interview.

He had a very fair complexion and his muscles were well-proportioned, neither too much nor too little, which filled out his shirt completely.

But his facial features are too hard, without many soft lines, and the white shirt does not look as good on him as the black clothes.

Sang Ran still prefers him to wear black clothes.

"Not bad." Sang Ran gave his evaluation.

good......

Pei Jingping looked down at his white shirt and said "oh" like a resentful husband.

Sang Ran nodded and nestled into his arms again: "Hubby, let's go to bed. We have a lot to do tomorrow."

"......it is good."

Sang family.

The Sang family's house was brightly lit late at night. All family members gathered in the center of the living room, and Sang Huaimin paced back and forth.

He glanced at his watch from time to time, and asked the servant standing next to him: "Is Chuchu not back yet?"

"The young lady said she will be back soon." The servant bowed respectfully and replied.

"You told me this afternoon that you would be back soon! But you haven't come back yet!" Sang Huaimin was furious and threw the things on the table to the ground. "Go call again!"

The servant looked at the mess expressionlessly and replied calmly, "Okay."

She had become accustomed to Sang Huaimin's frequent madness. Ever since he divorced his wife, the servants of the Sang family had not had a good life.

The servant turned around and went to the landline at home to make a call.

Liu Jie, who was sitting on the sofa, supported her waist and stood up: "Huai Min, don't be so angry, be careful not to get sick."

Sang Huaimin quickly walked over to her side and supported her: "Hey, how can I not be anxious? The trial will start tomorrow."

Liu Jie lowered her eyes to hide the emotions in her eyes.

"This Sang Ran actually came to me for real. I told the old lady not to adopt this child, but she just wouldn't listen. She is such an ungrateful person!"

Liu Jie glared at Sang Huaimin secretly and pulled her arm out of his hand.

"Chu Chu is your biological daughter, she should take care of you." She comforted him casually.

If Sang Huaimin was not stupid, he would be able to hear the hidden meaning in Liu Jie's words.

He was cursing Sang Ran here, but his own daughter hasn't come home for so many days, he didn't care about Mrs. Sang's funeral, and he wasn't in a hurry at all when he heard that her own father was sued.

Too bad he didn't hear it.

In fact, Liu Jie also wanted to know, isn’t Li Chuchu afraid of the Sang family’s downfall?

If the Sang family really goes bankrupt, not only will Liu Jie's work be in vain, but Li Chuchu's identity as the eldest daughter will also no longer exist.

"You really know how to stir up trouble." A female voice came faintly from the direction of the gate.

Li Chuchu casually threw the key on the shoe cabinet.

She walked in in a nonchalant manner, completely losing the well-behaved image she used to maintain in front of Mr. Sang.

Seeing the mess in the room, he just frowned in disgust.

Sang Huaimin quickly put on a smile: "Chu Chu is back, don't talk to your stepmother like that, she just doesn't have any good intentions."

"Little mother?" Li Chuchu sat on the sofa and couldn't help laughing, "Did she get the marriage certificate with you?"

"this......"

Li Chuchu added: "According to your original plan, you should have gotten married by now, right? But after she heard that you were sued, didn't she postpone the wedding?"

"Don't say that." Sang Huaimin glanced at Liu Jie's face, "It was me who suggested postponing the wedding. I don't have the mood to hold a wedding now. What's more, if something happens to me, I can't let them and their son get involved, right?"

Li Chuchu laughed angrily: "Are you afraid of getting them into trouble? Do you know that if something happens to you, my children and I will not be able to work in politics!"

Sang Huaimin swallowed his saliva guiltily: "I'm just waiting for you to find a solution. You told me you have a solution, what exactly is it?"

Liu Jie also said, "Yes, Chuchu, you have been busy outside these days and you have worked hard. Auntie, pour Chuchu a glass of water."

"Yes."

"Don't be so hypocritical." Li Chuchu rolled her eyes. "There is a way, but there is no perfect plan for everything."

"What method?" Sang Huaimin asked quickly.

"You are the legal representative of the company. This is an established fact." Li Chuchu straightened herself up. "If you lose the case and go to jail now, the compensation and liquidated damages will overwhelm the Sang Group. By then, they will definitely declare bankruptcy."

"It's not impossible to break this situation, but we can only sacrifice the big to protect the small."

"Sacrifice the big to save the small..." Sang Huaimin murmured.

"That's right." Li Chuchu nodded. "I borrowed some money from my friend. It should be able to temporarily get through this difficult time for the Sang family. When the time comes, I will take over the Sang family and I will definitely be able to save the situation."

Sang Huaimin was confused: "What about me?"

"Dad, for the sake of the overall situation, you should stay in there for a few years. It's better than wasting your life's hard work."