Chang Mian's eyelids twitched, and there was a bit of warning in his eyes. But it was still good enough for him to save face. He accepted the fruit and watched Huang Changwen walk away and disappear into the corridor before he opened the door and went in.
"Chang Mian, I'm fine. Why did you come here so early in the morning? Why did you buy so much fruit?"
Chang Mian snorted casually, put the fruit on the table next to him, walked over to open the curtains, and pushed open the window to let in fresh air.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Chang Shang couldn't help but shiver.
"It's so cold," she complained.
"Change the air, it smells like medicine." Chang Mian turned around and walked back: "I didn't buy this fruit. I just met people from the Huang family outside the door. They were the ones who were sitting in the hospital for examination last time.
The third eldest son of the Huang family at the door of the room should be your third uncle, and he sent this fruit basket."
"What third uncle? I don't eat fruit from the Huang family. Why are they still haunting me?" She didn't even notice the man sitting at the door of the examination room that day. Now that she heard that the fruit was sent by the Huang family, she felt sad.
Du, muttering in a low voice: "Don't expect me to recognize my ancestor and return to my clan."
Chang Mian nodded and said nothing, thinking that it remains to be determined whether you are a member of the Huang family.
But as soon as his mind turned around, he touched his chin and fell into deep thought for the next second. There was an unrealistic guess that went around in his mind. He wanted to throw it away but finally picked it up, touched his phone and walked out to give it to Leng Heng.
Made a phone call.
On the phone, he was fooled by his unrealistic guess: "Leng Heng, go and investigate the other men in the Huang family. In addition to Uncle Huang, there are two men in the Huang family. Check their love history."
"Master Chang, you are saying that Miss Xin may be the daughter of two other men in the Huang family..." Leng Heng shrugged his shoulders on the phone and thought to himself, is it not so complicated?
"You need to check first, I'm just guessing," he said before hanging up the phone, "Focus on the non-marriageist Huang Changyun, the third oldest member of the Huang family."
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Three hours later, after Changshang finished taking two bottles of water, Chang Mian saw that nothing happened, so he directly went through the discharge procedures for her and drove her to the company.
He arranged for her to rest in a small room in the office while he handled some things by himself in front of the office computer.
The two had lunch, and Chang Mian took her lunch break in his arms.
He used the finger comb to comb her hair, which was fluffy and messy while sleeping.
"My hair has grown so long, let's cut it short."
Chang Shang was drowsily asleep. When she heard his words in her ears, she said casually and fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up, Chang Mian was not in the office, and he didn't know where he had gone.