Gu Anxi was very happy: Then that's it.

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Zhou Yunchen still has to struggle: "Who has agreed to you, hey..."

The phone was already hung up, and he threw the phone away and was so angry: "Little Baba Lamb will treat me as a cow."

Song Jiaren said nothing and focused on giving her brother massage. After a while, she suddenly asked: "Gu Anxi has dealt with Mr. He in private. Why is Mr. Wang so angry? In fact, going to jail is almost the same as turning into dementia, and it has even angered you."

A person like Zhou Yunchen naturally knew it, but he had not confirmed it yet, and even resisted it. At this time, after hearing Song Jiaren's words, he grabbed her hand and squeezed it: "Don't think about what is there or not. That person... is your master, do you want to go and see it another day?"

Song Jiaren lowered her head and said nothing.

She remembered that it was in the darkness. The old man who always wore a mask was very strict, without a trace of warmth. She only found a trace of warmth in her senior brother. It can be said that she was forced to learn a lot and forced to become Hongfu. Mr. He's identity was shocked to her, but she rarely had unnecessary feelings... She would probably be even more sad when she saw her because she didn't want to think about everything about love now.

She didn't say anything, Zhou Yunchen probably knew what she meant. She smiled and said indifferently: "Okay, this is their brother and sister's business. I'm just a... poor angry person. It's okay, your sister-in-law is pregnant and it's not convenient to go to work. I'll take over Amp and she can rest at home."

Song Jiaren was a little confused, but she didn't know what was wrong.

After a while, the brother called her again: "Hit here."

Song Jiaren obediently massaged his back, looking like a young master...

At noon, he personally took lunch to the company to see his wife. Shen Congwen was very good at taking care of her after she became pregnant. The lunch was usually delivered by Song Jiaren, and she could sleep for two hours after lunch. So although she was pregnant, she looked very good. Only then did she finish her busy schedule and saw Zhou Yunchen coming over: "Why are you here?"

Zhou Yunchen smiled and took the bento box: "The child's father is unemployed."

Shen Congwen raised his eyebrows, sat down with his stomach, opened the bento box and looked at it, and then said with a smile: "Your sister's cooking skills are getting better and better."

Zhou Yunchen sat beside her, stretched her hands and feet long, and smiled: "She was deliberately trying to please you. I don't have a bowl of noodles, and I didn't see a few shredded pork."

Shen Congwen raised his eyebrows: "Is that so pitiful?"

Zhou Yunchen still laughed, actually wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he held it back.

After a while, he looked at Shen Congwen eating deliciously and pinched her earlobe: "Aren't you disappointed?"

"What's disappointment?" Shen Congwen inserted the straw and took a sip of milk: "Actually, I don't really want you to be as busy as Wang Jingyao. The child is about to be born. I don't want to be a father or a mother. Look at how long your hair is left."

Zhou Yunchen smiled and said, "You are humorous."

Shen Congwen ate the meal carefully and then said: "Actually, Mr. Wang has selfish intentions to choose you. Now that he and Anxi have had a falling out, the selfish intentions will no longer exist. It's better not to have such wealth."

Zhou Yunchen hugged her from behind and gently placed her chin on her shoulders: "It's still the wife who has a vision."

Chen Congwen took a photo of him: "I will recuperate at home from tomorrow, and the company will be yours."

Zhou Yunchen thought about the words of Gu Anxi, shook his head, walked to the desk and sat down, "Okay, I'm working now, I can't eat my wife's soft rice, right?"

His consciousness made Chen Congwen very satisfied and continued to eat.

Zhou Yunchen turned on the computer and was about to deal with the matter, but he had a thought. He typed a string of codes with both hands. Gu Anxi taught him that he could enter the main system of hospitals across the country and could check whatever he wanted.

After a while, he entered what he wanted and his eyes stopped.

Although he had thought about this result for a long time, he was a little shocked at this moment, and he was unable to remain indifferent... He was stunned, and Chen Congwen raised his eyes: "What are you looking at?"

Zhou Yunchen closed the page and teased: "Mrs. I'm pregnant, of course I'm looking at the pictures of the beautiful women."

Chen Congwen looked at him again and said nothing. She could see that they were husband and wife, but he didn't want to say that it must be a very private matter, and she wouldn't force him.

Zhou Yunchen stood up and walked towards her, leaned against her and whispered: "Congwen, I'll go out to deal with some private matters. Do you want to approve the fake?"

Chen Congwen had almost finished eating, so he pushed the bento box aside and leaned comfortably against the sofa: "Treat the woman outside?"

"Of course not! Where did the woman come from?" He pinched her face and smiled: "A little private matter, I'll pick you up after get off work."

Chen Congwen nodded: "Okay."

A gloomy color slid across Zhou Yunchen's eyes, but it disappeared quickly. When Chen Congwen was sleeping, he left the company and drove out alone.

About an hour later, the car was parked in front of a Japanese villa, which was... Mr. He's home.

There was only one doorman and two old mothers in the villa. After the old mother reported, Mrs. He came out to see him. After seeing the handsome young man in front of him, Mrs. He was obviously a little stunned: "You are..."

Zhou Yunchen immediately stood up: "My surname is Zhou, I am considered the collector of Mr. He's paintings. I heard that he came to take a look when he was sick."

Mrs. He looked sad. Lin Yun came yesterday and felt relieved.

Although she is a woman, she is not without brains.

Anxi did a good job in this matter, but Wang Jingyao and others who appeared immediately made her understand that Lao He had done something that was incompatible with the world, and Anxi took the lead... to deal with it.

Saving his life and staying with her, but that's what happened to him.

Mrs. He was very sad and said softly: "He has rarely painted in recent years, so you may have come by accident."

Zhou Yunchen immediately said: "I came to visit him, not to buy paintings, nor to speculators."

Mrs. He's face calmed down a little. After thinking about it, she said, "Then... just meet."

Zhou Yunchen saw the old man in a study room. The old man was sitting in a mahogany chair with a white painted paper on the table in front of him. He looked at him steadily...

"Has he always been like this?" Zhou Yunchen asked with a look of disdain.

Mrs. He sighed: "Yes, I am willing to sit like this and don't talk. I will feed him and coax him to sleep when I'm at the right time, just like a three-year-old child."

Zhou Yunchen clenched his fingers tightly, and after a long time of suppressing his voice, "Can you pour me a cup of tea?"

Mrs. He was stunned for a moment, then went out to pour tea...

In the study, there were only Zhou Yunchen and the old man. He walked over gently and got very close to the old man. It was not that he didn't know him, but he had known him for a long time, but he had never looked at the old man carefully. Now he looked carefully. Between his eyebrows, he and the beautiful man were very similar to this old man.

He remembered again that the old man had seen him, whether in Qingcheng or Beicheng. He probably knew his life experience for a long time, but he didn't mention it...

So, what are he and the beauty? They are the products of his romantic relationship?

Or, he wants to do big things, and their shameless life experience is not tolerant?
Chapter completed!