"Aunt An…"
If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to avoid Le Tingchen's investigation, Song Qiaoen wouldn't have thought of letting Aunt An and Uncle Wang pretend to be his biological parents.
However, everything she did was for that man, so Song Qiaoen never thought that his unintentional action would hurt the old couple's hearts.
"Young miss, just treat it as us helping you and you fulfilling the wishes of us old people. Is that okay?”
Aunt An held her hand tightly and never let go.
Song Qiaoen stared at the wrinkled face in front of him. His nose felt a little sour. After a long while, he nodded hard.
This time, Aunt An smiled.
Late at night.
Le Tingchen drove home and walked along the dark path. The brightly lit villa courtyard was like a castle, sitting on the mountainside.
He couldn't help but look at the time. It was 10:55.
It was already so late, yet Mother Ru was still not asleep?
Le Tingchen took out his keys and opened the door of the villa. A burst of laughter entered his ears.
"Haha! It's in, it's in!"
"Oh yeah! Guoan narrowly defeated Hengda!"
“Perfect!”The little woman on the sofa screamed in ecstasy. She danced like a Garfield.
Le Tingchen's fingers froze in the air. His cold gaze landed in front of him. Song Qiaoen was wearing a loose sleeping robe and his hair was messy.
She pointed at the football match on the TV screen and rolled around on the Simmons sofa from time to time with a soft pillow.
The man's indifferent gaze subconsciously fell on Mother Ru, who was standing behind the sofa. Mother Ru inadvertently glanced at him and their eyes met. Her nerves instantly tensed up.
" Le…first…" Mother Ru wondered if she should remind Song Qiaoen.
"Ahahaha!"
As a result, Mother Ru's words were completely drowned out by Song Qiaoen's earth-shattering laughter. The entire villa shook, and Le Tingchen's face was covered in tears.
It was even gloomier, and there was a fiery red flame dancing in its eyes.
Mother Ru thought to herself,'This is bad. Every time Sir has such an expression on his face, it shows that he is on the verge of anger!'
But why was Mr. Le angry? Was it because Miss Fang had thrown away her ladylike image and shouted without any scruples?
However, Maid Ru had never thought that Mr. Le did not like ladies, but lively girls like Miss Fang Han!
"Mother Ru, pour me a glass of milk.”
Song Qiaoen was very adept at summoning people.
"Ah, alright." " Yes!" Mother Ru replied with a trembling voice. She glanced at Le Tingchen's frosty face nervously, bowed, and said,
He walked to the kitchen.
Meanwhile, Song Qiaoen was still looking at the screen in front of him happily. Occasionally, he would grab a potato chip and stuff it into his mouth. He didn't notice the surrounding atmosphere at all.
The TV screen shook a few times, and then it turned black. Song Qiaoen looked left and right, and then he said,
She flipped over and jumped up from the sofa." Who is it?”
In the end, her head bumped into a hard chest, and she bounced back a little. She grimaced in pain, and Song Qiaoen rubbed his forehead aggrievedly.
Her head crashed into a pair of dark eyes…
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