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The reporter of this magazine is really haunted.

Couldn't it be that in the future, if Song Ju became pregnant, his temper became unpleasant, and he slapped himself at home, they could come over with a photo and ask for money?

The assistant asked in a low voice: "Mr. Xiao Hai, what do we need...to do now?"

Hai Chaoyun's face was gloomy: "Nizi, since they all came here directly, acting like beggars begging, and still being so arrogant, then we have to let them find the right position."

The assistant continued: "In this case, they may directly spread the photos. But when the time comes, will it have a bad influence on Miss Song?"

Hai Chaoyun sighed: "I'll go back and ask Song Ju, you go to seesaw battle with them first. By the way, Liu Zhixue, her private studio and our company's cooperation, you are in charge of following up."

The assistant showed a bitter face, very reluctant.

"Mr. Xiao Hai, I'm not suitable. I'm her fan. As a fan, it's always easy to be blinded by personal feelings when doing things. What do you think, Mr. Hai?"

The assistant played a trick, but was slapped back by Hai Chaoyun.

Hai Chaoyun nodded, pretending to be deep and said: "That makes sense."

The light in the assistant's eyes hadn't condensed yet, but was shattered by Hai Chaoyun's next sentence: "I think Liu Zhixue thinks you are a very good little fan. If you come forward, she will definitely be overwhelmed by her personal feelings." moved and gave us some good terms."

"Nizi, the more I think about it, the more I think it's most suitable for you to go. Be good, I'll give you a raise at that time."

I originally thought that this person would be very happy to hear the salary increase.

But she still looked miserable.

"Are you thinking about your mortgage?" Hai Zhaoyun reminded her.

The assistant stomped his feet, and finally gave Hai Chaoyun a very resentful look, turned around and strode out: "Mr. Xiao Hai, hey, you don't understand!"

do not know?

Hai Chaoyun narrowed his eyes and looked at the little assistant who was drifting away, and smiled.

Who told this money fan to tease him?

The assistant is actually about the same age as Hai Chaoyun, only less than a year younger.

I don't know if it's her nature, or she's used to rolling around in the business circle, knowing how to hide her thoughts well, and pretending to be innocent and ignorant. Hai Chaoyun usually looks young when she looks at her actions.

She looks like a star-chasing girl in her early twenties, so it's no wonder Liu Zhixue is being tricked around.

It's hard for Empress Liu Daying to meet a "little fan girl" who can be contacted at any time in her usual work.

Hai Chaoyun finished signing the documents on the table one by one, and hurriedly got up and rushed home.

As soon as she entered the door, she shouted: "Chu Cun!"

Although the sound was not particularly loud, it was still noisy. Hai Chaoyun saw Song Ju who was lying on the sofa and fell asleep.

Song Chen has been lethargic recently.

Before the examination, Hai Chaoyun thought she was too tired from work, and Song Jian thought so too, but now it seems that it is the sleepiness caused by pregnancy.

Hai Chaoyun tiptoed over, and pulled up the blanket on Song Ju's body.

Song Ju just fell into a light sleep, and with Hai Chaoyun's movement, she opened her eyes.

Song Ju just woke up, and when he spoke, he still had a very obvious hoarseness: "So early?"

"There are not many things in the company, and I will let my assistant take care of them." Hai Chaoyun said, and hurriedly handed the water glass on the table to Song Ju, and fed it carefully.

Song Ju took a sip: "Sweet?" It's honey water...

"Is it delicious?" Hai Chaoyun wanted to feed again, but Song Ju grabbed the cup: "I'll do it myself."

My stomach is not big yet, so why bother to feed water, I need someone to help.

Hai Chaoyun handed out the cup in a sly manner, staring at Song Chen with watery eyes like a big dog.

Staring at Song Ju, the hairs all over his body straightened.

"Go and see if the homework for Tianjiu next door is finished?"

"Ah."

Hai Chaoyun responded, and before going out, he put all the food he bought on the way back on the table.

All are pastries.

Hai Chaoyun scratched the back of his head: "I haven't tried a very famous pastry shop, so I bought some of the same, not many, because I'm afraid you won't be able to eat at night. See which one you like, I'll try it next time Just buy more."

After speaking, Hai Chaoyun ran out like a thief.

Song Ju straightened his body, let out a long groan, and looked at the things in front of him, feeling both happy and somewhat sad.

Recently, she can't help but think about the days when she was alone seven years ago.

She wanted to hate Hai Chaoyun, but she also knew that Hai Chaoyun was also the one being teased, and fate tricked him.

Song Ju also hated himself for being soft-hearted.

He agreed not to think about it anymore, but couldn't help getting closer to Hai Chaoyun.

Song Jian took a bite of the pastry, but felt it was very sweet, a little bit bitter, but the taste was okay.

Hai Chaoyun finished her daughter's homework, and as soon as she came over, she saw Song Ju's eyes tearing up, ran over in a few strides, and squatted in front of Song Ju.

"Chun, are you sad again?"

"The child has a great influence on you. It's okay. When the child comes out, I will spank her ass."

Song Ju smiled through his tears, and glared at Hai Chaoyun: "You might as well beat yourself up first."

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