Chapter 31: [Boss Jian, I am called Zhien Tubao] 6
Su Yichen scratched the bridge of Xiao Yiyi's nose and said, "Young master, you treat your aunt like a sheep, and you even take care of her?"
Yiyi turned sideways and didn't bother to look at her.
Although he turned sideways, his big eyes were looking towards the door. Su Yichen walked very slowly. When he turned around, he saw Yi Yi's eyes looking towards him.
Their eyes met, Yiyi blushed and turned her head to the side, frowning her pretty little brows.
It wasn't until the door to the ward was closed that Yiyi sighed and spread his hands.
"Sir, it's really troublesome. If you don't want to let me go, just say so. It doesn't matter if you leave with a look of reluctance."
All the words came out of the little ancestor, and Su Yinuo poked his son in the forehead again.
"Little ancestor, stop being so arrogant!"
"snort!"
Yi Yi looks very similar to Su Yinuo, with big eyes and a high nose. If you don't look carefully, you really can't tell how much he resembles his father.
Only his deep eyes and his young temperament were all inherited from that person.
Looking at his son's face, Su Yinuo sighed and hugged him tightly. What would happen if Jian Yan knew that he had a son with the same temperament as him?
Su Yinuo didn't dare to think about it at all.
She is the one who feels guilty.
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Jian Jian went to attend the cocktail party held by the Bo Di Group in City X, just to spread rumors and cause trouble.
Even though he has a strong background, he still needs to socialize more with respectable businessmen.
Of course, there is no need for him to lower his status and just be an idle person.
Su Yinuo was in the office working on the design drawings of the Imperial Sky Building that he had just taken over. He was looking at the man's condescending posture in the newspaper at hand, biting the pen in a daze.
When he went to school in the United States, Jian Jian didn't know where he got the assets from. A month after returning to China, the real estate war in City A began.
Su Yinuo touched the side of the man's face in the newspaper and said, "Jian Yi, it's time for me to repay my kindness."
She smiled slightly, and the afternoon sun shone directly in from the large floor-to-ceiling windows, covering her body with warmth.
Summer is finally here.
Dikong President's Office.
"Clang--" There was a sound, and the office door was kicked open.
The heads of Dikong Group gathered around the sofa, tasting top-quality red wine, and discussing the work for the next quarter...