Ten thousand people suspect that after the marriage with the big boss

The lingering warmth in the corner of the mouth has not yet faded, and the barrage has already wailed everywhere:

[Whoa, whoa, whoa! !Finally kissed! ]

[It's so sweet, I suddenly feel that Tsundere is very fragrant. ]

[Modama, a little more. ]

Xie Chongyan gently rubbed the corners of his lips with his fingers, and the wonderful taste from the bottom of his heart spread to his whole body layer by layer.

He looked at Cheng Fan and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Cheng Fan always avoided Xie Chongyan's sight, lowered his eyes lightly: "You're welcome."

After the dressing was completed, at the request of Cheng Fan, the program team took Xie Chongyan to the hospital for an examination.Hearing from the doctor that Xie Chongyan was fine, Cheng Fan was completely relieved.

On the way back, Cheng Fan sat beside Xie Chongyan, watching over him carefully.

It was hard not to attract Xie Chongyan's attention to this straight gaze. He turned his head, his eyes gradually fell to Cheng Fan's lips, stayed for a moment, then moved up, touched Cheng Fan's eyes, and looked at him.

In just a moment, Cheng Fan became embarrassed and quickly shook his head to look out the window.

The trees outside flashed quickly, Cheng Fan looked at the shadow of Xie Chongyan reflected on the car window, and murmured: "Rogue."

He didn't taste the pizza from the oven, but Xie Chongyan got hurt because of himself, and Cheng Fan was not in a good mood.After returning to the rural wooden house, the two ate something casually and prepared to return tomorrow.

After taking a shower, Cheng Fan sat cross-legged on the sofa, brought the medicine prescribed from the hospital, and carefully prepared to give Xie Chongyan the medicine.

"I shouldn't be able to take a shower today." Cheng Fan frowned seriously, "I'll take a shower in two days."

Xie Chongyan: "The area is small, and there are waterproof sleeves, it doesn't matter."

Although Cheng Fan was still reluctant, he didn't refuse again, but said fiercely: "It's up to you, anyway, it's not me who suffers after the infection, you yourself suffer."

Xie Chongyan smiled and said nothing, tied up his waterproof sleeves, got up and walked into the bathroom.

Taking the mobile phone, Cheng Fan lay on the corner of the sofa, covered with Xie Chongyan's quilt, and did not intend to go back to bed to sleep.

When Xie Chongyan came out, he saw him lying there, tacitly knowing each other, blowing his hair clean and lying next to Cheng Fan, and started working.

The sofa itself is only 1.2m wide, which is just right for one person to sleep on. With Cheng Fan added, the two have to stick very close.

The knocking sound of the computer keyboard disturbed Cheng Fan's mood. He leaned sideways beside Xie Chongyan, staring at him intently with his amber eyes closed.

Xie Chongyan glanced at him lightly, looked at him, and then continued to work.Cheng Fan put his arm tentatively on Xie Chongyan, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Xie Chongyan didn't drive him away, he just agreed by default, Cheng Fan thought so.

After a while, Cheng Fan yawned, nestled under Xie Chongyan, looking for a comfortable position, and fell asleep peacefully.

At this time, Xie Chongyan gently stretched out his arms, took him into his arms, looked intently at his lips, and couldn't help rubbing the lips with his fingertips.

Cheng Fan's lips were soft, reminding him of the touch during the day.This feeling of touch turned into a spring seed, which grew in the bottom of my heart and grew crazily.

Xie Chongyan smiled softly, as if he understood what a heartbeat is.

At the same time, the Chen family in Rongcheng.

Chen Muxing brought dishes to the table in person, waiting for Chen Yichuan to go home.

But the food was getting cold, and there was still no sign of Chen Yichuan at the door.

The meal was hot again and again, and at ten o'clock in the evening, Chen Yichuan's car showed up in the courtyard.Chen Muxing put on a smiling face, trotted open the door: "Brother."

Chen Yichuan glanced at him, with a cold attitude: "Well, I'm back."

Since high school, Chen Muxing has been studying abroad, and has hardly returned to China in the past two years. Occasionally, he went home to see Chen Jinyi, but he could not see Chen Yichuan.

Chen Muxing: "Brother, I have applied for the remaining credits in the university that cooperates with our school in China in my junior and senior years, and I will never leave again. I will spend time with you and my mother."

Chen Yichuan nodded, passed him and opened the door and went upstairs directly to the bedroom.

Chen Muxing quickly called to him, with a humble voice: "Brother, I have been busy all afternoon and cooked a lot of dishes, can you taste a few?"

Chen Yichuan stopped on the stairs: "I have eaten at the company."

Chen Muxing walked slowly to Chen Yichuan's side, raised his head and carefully clenched his hands: "Brother, just take a sip. In this way, my thoughts will not be in vain."

Chen Yichuan took a deep breath, turned and walked towards the restaurant, and Chen Muxing showed a satisfied smile behind him.

During the meal, Chen Yichuan was taciturn, while Chen Muxing chattered non-stop, sharing interesting things about college with Chen Yichuan.

"I will be able to participate in the SERIY adult group competition soon, and I will definitely win the gold medal." Chen Muxing looked at Chen Yichuan and murmured, "Brother, you also know that I am studying in the Department of Dance, and my future development is basically to follow the path of acting and dancers. A few days ago, I received an invitation from a domestic company to go to the headquarters of Bintan City to sign a contract. But I was there and had no place to live..."

Chen Yichuan said bluntly: "You can ask your mother to help you buy a house, doesn't your mother love you very much?"

Chen Muxing pursed his lips, looking sad.

All the real estate and company shares in the family have been held by Chen Yichuan ten years ago. Chen Yichuan has taken good care of Chen Jinyi for so many years, but all the expenses of Chen Jinyi are personally purchased by Chen Yichuan's special assistant, and Chen Yichuan's signature and nod are required for large expenditures. .

With pocket money, Chen Jinyi can often support Chen Muxing, but a house in a good location in Bintan costs more than 5000w, and Chen Jinyi doesn't have that much money.

Chen Yichuan put down his chopsticks: "Let the butler clean it up, I'll go to work."

"Brother." Chen Muxing walked behind Chen Yichuan, clutching his sleeves with both hands and begging, "I just want a place to live, you can't let me rent a house."

Chen Yichuan smiled lowly, turned around and stared at him: "I've seen the apartment you want to buy, the Yueshi flat floor directly opposite the Tanjiang River, 2.1 million, this condition is not like that, I just want a place to live."

Chen Muxing: "Brother, I can't buy an old, dilapidated residential building, right? It's also the face of the Chen family that gets spread."

Chen Yichuan: "If you want to live, I can buy it for you. The Chen family doesn't feel ashamed."

This topic caused the two to break up.Looking at Chen Yichuan's back, Chen Muxing sat down at the dining table with his head down.

In just a moment, he picked up the dinner plate and threw it on the ground hard, causing disk fragments to burst everywhere.

Seeing this, the servant at home quickly ran over: "Master Mu Xing, what happened?"

Chen Muxing looked embarrassed: "The plate accidentally fell on the floor."

Servant: "Master Mu Xing, it's okay. We'll clean up right away."

The restaurant quickly recovered, and Chen Muxing laughed at himself.

In front of outsiders, he is glamorous, the young master held in the palm of the Chen family.But secretly, he didn't even have the qualifications to buy a house.

Since the incident a few years ago, Chen Yichuan's attitude towards him has become increasingly cold, and even the monthly living expenses have dropped to 50w a month, and he has to rely on Chen Jinyi's daily support.He didn't dare to attend the gatherings of those rich second-generation friends.

CC Group's industries are all over the world, and the most ridiculous thing is that he doesn't even have the qualifications to sign a waiver.

For so many years, he lived too uselessly.

Chen Muxing returned to his room with a blank expression, sorted out some wristwatches and accessories, and asked a friend to sell them at a pawn shop to see if he could pay the rent for several months.

He has rented a house for a long time, and Chen Yichuan would turn a blind eye to it.

In the study, Chen Yichuan was on the phone with a friend.

"Brother Chuan, there are some clues to the abduction of Xiyu back then. Do you remember that before Xiyu disappeared, your relatives took you to tell your fortune?"

Chen Yichuan didn't have a deep memory of this incident, after all fortune-telling was a trivial matter for him.

He frowned: "Go on."

The friend said: "I found out that there was also a family in Rongcheng whose child was trafficked, but for some reason, the child was thrown away and was found by his family after wandering for five years. The child is so stupid that he doesn't remember it at all. The appearance of a human trafficker, but his mouth keeps shouting about his fate."

The more Chen Yichuan listened, the deeper his heart sank.

The friend could sense Chen Yichuan's pain, and his voice became softer: "That child is as old as Xiyu, and the same year, the same month, and different days, but according to the superstitious five-element feng shui, the two are about the same. And before the child disappeared, he also went to the same place. Fate is told in one place.”

Chen Yichuan's hand holding the phone trembled slightly: "So, Xiaoyu may have been trafficked for a purpose because of superstitious Feng Shui? Then he...would..."

Chen Yichuan didn't dare to continue to think, even if an ordinary family adopts a child, how could they risk their lives?

In the wealthy circle, he has always believed in these superstitions. When he followed his father in the business world, he heard some rare and strange things, and he only thought it was absurd.

If it is said that his younger brother was taken away purposefully by those people, life must be in dire straits.

Chen Yichuan gritted his teeth and said, "Go on and help me investigate. If I find the murderer, I will make him pay the worst price!"

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In the early morning, Cheng Fan and Xie Chongyan boarded the flight home.

The journey was tiring, so when the two arrived home, they simply cleaned up and prepared to have a good rest.

The second live broadcast of "Elite Pastoral Diary" was very effective. The basic heat was on the relationship between Cheng Fan and Xie Chongyan. Apart from this, what everyone was most curious about was Cheng Fan's family background.

In the evening, Cheng Fan browsed Weibo information, collected some CP photos of him and Xie Chongyan, and saved them in his mobile phone.

At this time, he saw a Weibo post with a very high number of forwarded comments.

@蜜糖猫猫: Is it only me who feel that the two of them don’t have a strong sense of cp?I don't know the reason, but I just feel that the two are not suitable for each other, and their temperament does not match.

[Yes, I think Cheng Fan is more suitable for the handsome president in the first issue. ]

[Chen Yichuan is also super rich. ]

[Agree +1, Cheng Fan and Chen Yichuan stand together, super loving. ]

[I seem to have joined some cult. ]

"When did I pair up with Chen Yichuan?"

Cheng Fan looked at these and wanted to refute, but felt that it was difficult to easily change other people's minds. It was better to do something practical than to argue for a long time.

So he logged into the trumpet and posted a screenshot of the interaction between the two saved in his mobile phone, with the text: "The most compatible Cheng Fan and Xie Chongyan in the world must grow old together."

In order to make this Weibo popular, he deliberately recharged a few hundred yuan to buy Weibo promotion.

After arranging everything, Cheng Fan picked up the calendar under the quilt.

In a few days, it will be Xie Chongyan's birthday.

Shouldn't he have prepared a gift?

But what to give is both casual and sincere?

Cheng Fan had a headache thinking about it.

At this time, the door of his room was knocked.

He said, "Please come in."

Xie Chongyan walked in and looked at him: "Do you have time?"

Cheng Fan quickly put the phone under the pillow: "Yes."

Xie Chongyan walked in and sat on a chair: "At present, my project has locked up the Cheng family's 12 billion funds, and I plan to collect the net recently. Do you think it's okay?"

Cheng Fan said: "You just decide."

Xie Chongyan raised his eyebrows: "After closing the net, the Cheng family may face bankruptcy, but that's not my plan, and this is just the first step."

Cheng Fan raised his eyes: "What is the second step?"

Xie Chongyan: "Next, the Cheng family will inevitably borrow money everywhere to alleviate the crisis. I will continue to spread bait to drive them to borrow more money from relatives, so that they will get deeper and deeper, desperate, and in front of relatives. No credit at all."

Cheng Fan narrowed his eyes: "Believe in your ability to handle things, just follow your pace."

Xie Chongyan whispered: "As for your life experience, I think Cheng's mother should know some inside stories. With her meticulous personality, she will not reveal it until the last critical moment. But as for the Feng Shui Mr., I sent someone to investigate and found Some eyebrows."

Cheng Fan became curious: "What did you find out?"

Xie Chongyan: "That feng shui master specializes in feng shui for rich people. The most terrifying one is called human-shaped feng shui, which is what they want to do on you. But this kind of feng shui requires fate and horoscopes. It is very special and must correspond to the employer’s family, and it is not easy to find. So I am curious, how did they find you? Or, in other words, you are likely to be targeted by some means and then deliberately abducted.”

Cheng Fan let out a breath and frowned, "As you said, the chances are very high."

Xie Chongyan nodded: "Well, so I will investigate slowly, don't worry."

Cheng Fan: "I'm not worried. Anyway, you said that you will keep me in charge until I find my biological parents."

Xie Chongyan smiled: "I won't deny it."

Sitting on the bed, Cheng Fan looked at Xie Chongyan's collarbone and looming abdominal muscles exposed from his black shirt, retracted his eyes awkwardly, and took out his phone.

Switching to the large Weibo account, Cheng Fan raised the corners of his lips and said deliberately: "They said that our temperament doesn't match when we stand together."

Xie Chongyan crossed his legs, tapped the armrest of the wooden chair with his fingers intentionally or unintentionally, and said softly, "What do you think?"

Cheng Fan's smile deepened: "I think what they said makes sense."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Fan suppressed his smile, and wanted to see how well his promotions were doing. After entering the small nickname in the search box to enter the homepage, he found that there were very few likes on Weibo just now.

He sighed softly, and retweeted dissatisfiedly: Zha Lang cheated money, why didn't the 400 yuan be effective?

At this time, Xie Chongyan's mobile phone rang, and he clicked on Weibo to pay special attention to the reminder. After seeing that Weibo, he smiled, "How do you think what they said makes sense?"

Cheng Fan hadn't realized that he was on the wrong number, so he said casually, "It seems that the degree of matching is average."

Xie Chongyan asked: "How about growing old together?"

Cheng Fan didn't understand: "What are you talking about, who wants to grow old with you?"

Xie Chongyan suddenly smiled. Cheng Fan became more and more strange. He refreshed Weibo and saw the increasing number of comments, his eyes trembled.

He forgot to cut the number!

There are already more than 1000 comments in the comment area, almost all of which are ridiculing him:

[Master, how did Zha Lang cheat money? ]

[Damn, Fanfan is not buying promotion, is it? ]

[Look at this Weibo, did it really come from Fan Fan?Could it be Mr. Xie who sent it? ]

[Fanfan, if you are kidnapped, just blink. ]

[You are indeed worthy, baby, who dares to say that you are not worthy! ]

Cheng Fan's vision was blurred, and he quickly deleted it: "My account has been hacked, I didn't post this."

Xie Chongyan nodded: "Well, the hackers have ulterior motives."

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Cheng Fan explained again: "I really didn't post it, I want to lie to you that I'm a puppy."

Xie Chongyan stretched his eyes and relaxed his eyebrows: "Well, I believe you."

Cheng Fan simply covered his head in the quilt and sulked alone.

He is really too stupid to make such low-level mistakes.

It's all right now, Xie Chongyan must look down on him.

After thinking about it, Cheng Fan felt sleepy, curled up under the quilt and fell asleep.

Xie Chongyan walked over, covered him with a quilt, and looked at him quietly.

In fact, when he investigated the fortune teller, he also found some information.

For example, the victims of Feng Shui who are made into human shapes will be given stupid drugs and imprisoned in a specific place forever, which can ensure the prosperity of the family for generations.

He was terrified after hearing this.

Fortunately, Cheng Fan met him very early, otherwise Cheng Fan's situation would be very miserable now.

How could such a proud person endure being treated like that?

Xie Chongyan breathed a sigh of relief, thankful for everything.

The weather has warmed up in the past two days, Cheng Fan found out summer clothes, and while preparing for school, prepared Xie Chongyan's gift, and at the same time prepared for the SERIY competition.

With dark circles under his eyes, Cheng Fan looked tired.

Since sleeping alone, the nightmare came on time every day. After he woke up in the middle of the night, he couldn't sleep again.

In the afternoon, Cheng Fan was dancing in the dance studio.He had an idea and thought of a special gift for Xie Chongyan.

At this time, he received a call from Cheng's father. Although he didn't want to answer it, he still answered it for the sake of the plan.

"Xiaofan! Can you contact Xie Chongyan?" Cheng's father's panicked and helpless voice came from the opposite side.

Cheng Fan replied calmly: "Well, I can get in touch."

Father Cheng: "Great! It's like this. There is a problem with the urban sub-project that our family is in charge of. As you know, our family has been working hard in the entertainment industry, and I am really not familiar with industrial production. A few days ago, the product quality inspection appeared. The problem is that the entire ship has been seized, and if the goods cannot be delivered, our family will lose everything!"

Cheng Fan asked back, "Then what do you want me to do?"

Cheng's father had a cheeky face: "Please intercede with Xie Chongyan for us, and use his relationship to release that batch of goods."

Cheng Fan said bluntly: "What are you kidding? There is a problem with the product itself, who will take care of it if something goes wrong?"

Cheng's father wanted to continue talking, but Cheng Fan hung up the phone first.

When Xie Chongyan came back at night, the two negotiated, and Xie Chongyan told him: "Don't worry about it, just keep letting them hang out."

Cheng Fan: "Well, fine."

Noticing the blackness in Cheng Fan's eyes, Xie Chongyan frowned: "Didn't sleep well these two days?"

Cheng Fan: "Yes."

Xie Chongyan: "Is it still because of the nightmare?"

Cheng Fan didn't speak this time.

Xie Chongyan worried: "I will ask a psychiatrist to meet with you another day, okay?"

Cheng Fan asked back: "Do you think the nightmare is my psychological problem?"

Xie Chongyan: "It's not that there's something wrong, it might have something to do with it."

Cheng Fan had heard of psychotherapy such as hypnosis, but he was afraid that after he was hypnotized, the secret of rebirth would be known as a neurosis by others, so he showed a reluctant expression: "I won't go."

Xie Chongyan tried to continue to persuade: "You don't have to be afraid, I won't let you go to the doctor alone for treatment, I will always be with you."

Cheng Fan's expression changed slightly. After hesitating, he still shook his head: "I'll overcome it myself, and I won't go to the doctor."

Xie Chongyan couldn't resist him, and was afraid that the persuasion would be counterproductive, so he coaxed: "Okay, let's eat."

In the middle of the night, Cheng Fan turned on the night light as usual, preparing to go to bed.At this time, Xie Chongyan knocked on his door: "Can I go in?"

Cheng Fan agreed: "Yes."

When Xie Chongyan came in, he was wearing pajamas, hugging the quilt: "Do you need me to accompany you?"

Cheng Fan didn't expect that Xie Chongyan would offer to accompany him. After hesitating, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Lonely and widowed, living in the same room, isn't it good?"

Xie Chongyan replied: "We can be regarded as the official marriage of the Ming Dynasty."

Cheng Fan snorted, then lay on the bed and quietly rubbed to the side, with a lazy voice: "Since you insist on staying with me, come up and sleep."

Xie Chongyan made the bed, lay down beside Cheng Fan, and turned to him again: "Thank you for giving me the chance."

Cheng Fan said, "You're welcome."

In the middle of the night, Cheng Fan fell asleep by himself, and rubbed against Xie Chongyan to find the temperature. When he woke up the next day, he found himself sleeping in Xie Chongyan's arms again, surrounded by warmth.

The quilt was stained with the smell of Xie Chongyan, Cheng Fan raised his sleepy eyebrows, and secretly took out his mobile phone.

With a "click", Cheng Fan fell on Xie Chongyan's chest, grinning his lips, and the group photo of the two was permanently preserved.

At this time, Chen Yichuan's WeChat message popped up on the phone: "Xiaofan, my birthday will be in a few days, I hope you can attend my birthday party."

Cheng Fan said to himself, "Why are there so many people with recent birthdays?"

He quickly replied: "Okay, can I call Xie Chongyan?"

Chen Yichuan: "Yes, no problem."

The temperature is getting higher day by day, and the situation of the Cheng family is becoming more and more irreversible. Cheng Fan often receives harassing and selling text messages from Cheng's father, begging him to save the Cheng family.

On the third day after Cheng Fan ignored Cheng's father, Cheng's mother called him: "Xiao Fan, are you really treating us so cruelly? All the money of parents is tied up in the goods, and even several debts Billion, if we don’t get on, we’re going to sleep on the main road! Don’t you even want to see us?”

Cheng Fan really wanted to take a look at the downcast state of the Cheng family. He said lazily, "I've been busy recently, so I haven't been able to spare time to see you. I'm free tonight. I can go and have a look."

Mother Cheng eased her mood: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

When it was late at night, Xie Chongyan hadn't come home yet.Cheng Fan called him twice, but no one answered.

Finally, he raised his hand to look at his watch, and drove off with Uncle Chen.

At the door of Cheng's house, Cheng Fan went in alone.

The Cheng family has indeed changed a lot. The garden that used to be well-trimmed and every flower and tree was carefully cared for is now dilapidated. The plants that haven't been watered for a long time are drooping with branches and leaves, and the peonies that have bloomed for many years are gradually withering now. There is not a single servant in the courtyard.

Cheng Fan walked into the living room and found that there were many relatives of the Cheng family gathered here. The Cheng family's parents sat in the center, sighing, and there was no future style.

Cheng An stood aside with a gloomy expression, disgusted with the current situation of the family.

Seeing Cheng Fan, Cheng's father seemed to have met a savior, ran over regardless of his appearance, and grabbed his arm: "Is Xie Chongyan here?"

Cheng Fan shook his head: "No."

Cheng's mother walked over, her hair was naturally combed meticulously, but the broken hair at the back was not carefully taken care of, showing a bit of haste.

"Why didn't you let Xie Chongyan come with you?" Cheng's mother sighed: "If Xie Chongyan doesn't come, what's the use of you coming by yourself?"

Cheng Fan thought Cheng's parents were very interesting, and said bluntly: "On the phone that day, you said so pitifully that you just wanted to see me. Why did you not miss me when I came today, but Xie Chongyan?"

Cheng's mother tried her best to explain with a good temper: "Our family is in crisis, so we can only ask Xie Chongyan for help. Of course, mother is anxious if he doesn't come, but it cannot be denied that mother misses you very much."

Cheng Fan smiled lowly, and pulled out the arm held by Cheng's mother: "You know if you miss me."

After hearing this, Cheng An couldn't bear it anymore.

Originally, the family was down and down, and he was already annoying enough.Now, his parents and relatives are still being scolded by Cheng Fan arrogantly, how can he bear such humbleness?

"Cheng Fan, don't pretend to be a wolf with a big tail here. The reason why you came today by yourself is whether Xie Chongyan can't be called, only you know!"

Cheng Fan looked at him coldly: "So?"

Cheng An yelled: "So you are just a pheasant pretending to be a pheasant. Thanks to your parents, they still miss you and think that you can help the Cheng family. You are too busy to take care of yourself. Your face is not that valuable. Xie Chongyan doesn't care. I will save the Cheng family for you."

Cheng's mother said sharply, "Cheng An, it's not your turn to speak here."

Cheng An yelled: "That's it! I said Cheng Fan was unreliable. If he was reliable, our family would still have to borrow money from others? Xie Chongyan just showed something between his fingers, and it was enough for our family to survive. Overcoming difficulties, but did you see that Xie Chongyan helped us? Dad called Xie Chongyan so many times, did Xie Chongyan answer it?"

"Xiao An is right."

"Hey, pointing at Cheng Fan is better than relying on yourself."

"It's a marriage in the first place, where can the relationship be so deep?"

"So Xie Chongyan doesn't like Xiao Fan much, right? Xiao Fan's life should be bad."

The voices of the relatives sounded one after another, pointing at Cheng Fan.

Looking at Cheng Fan's expressionless face, Cheng An smiled at Cheng's parents and Cheng's mother.

Standing where he was, Cheng Fan suddenly rolled his eyes and smiled.

It is very likely that Cheng An's words were intentional, and the purpose was to motivate himself, so that he could go to Xie Chongyan for help and prove his strength.

In this way, the Cheng family can reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Although Cheng Fan has a good face, he is very clear about this kind of thing.

So he cleared his throat: "Yes, I am indeed not favored. Xie Chongyan seldom talks to me at home, and he will not help me at all, so I am really powerless in this matter."

Cheng's mother was stunned. She didn't expect Cheng Fan to admit it?She and Cheng's father looked at each other, winked at each other, and discussed what to do next.

Cheng An didn't expect his plan to run into a dead mouse. He really exposed the privacy between Cheng Fan and Xie Chongyan, and he felt instantly better.

Although he was not having a good time, Cheng Fan was also having a bad time. He was very happy.

So, Cheng An continued to mock: "It stands to reason that you are not bad looking. Xie Chongyan treats you like this, is he hiding someone else in his heart? Cheng Fan, I find you so pitiful."

Cheng Fan clenched his fist with his right hand and echoed, "Yes, I'm so pitiful."

At this time, the wooden door of the Cheng family's family was pushed open.

Xie Chongyan's voice suddenly sounded: "Baby, where are you pitiful?"

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