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959. Why didn't you tell me? 1

Chang Shang seemed relieved.

He nodded slightly.

Chang Mian smiled low, hooked her chin, took a moderate bite, and casually grabbed the big white velvet bathrobe next to him and wrapped her up.

She has entered a semi-drowsy stage.

Chang Mian's steps were very light, and his movements were gentler than ever before. He carried her back to the bed, pressed her in his arms again, and listened to her weak, weak, intermittent cries, a love affair.

It lasts long and long.

Leng Heng had an urgent document in his hand that needed to be signed by Chang Mian. When he walked to the door of the room, he could vaguely hear a low groan inside. He immediately took a few big steps back and stood there quietly waiting.

This wait is a full two hours.

During this period, he wanted to knock on the door countless times, but when he thought that the young lady had only been back from filming for less than three days, he shrank his head. No matter how courageous he was, he did not dare to go up and ruin Young Master Chang's good deeds.

It wasn't until the lights were completely turned off inside and he waited for another twenty minutes that he dared to knock on the door.

Boom, boom, boom.

Three sounds, neither light nor heavy.

Chang Mian came out wearing a bathrobe, his eyebrows unmoving: "What's the matter?"

Leng Heng came to Chang Mian's side, spread out the documents, and whispered a few words, waiting for Chang Mian's decision.

"Surround them up and leave no one behind."

Chang Mian spoke calmly and turned around to go back to the room.

Leng Heng hesitated for a moment and then quickly answered: "But, some of them are members of the Li family, including Li Xiang."

Chang Mian turned his head and paused: "Li Xiang?"

"Yes." Leng Heng said bravely, that's why he came to ask Chang Shao for instructions. After all, Li Xiang is Chang Shang's cousin.

He secretly observed Chang Shao's expression.

Chang Mian had a sullen face and remained silent.

"Let all your men retreat."

Leng Heng nodded, and Chang Mian's voice came out again, "Shang Sang's lost ring, find it as soon as possible; or issue a public reward around the world, and I want to see the ring within half a month."

* * *

When Chang Shang woke up early the next morning, the person beside the bed had already washed herself and was sitting at the dining table having breakfast with her son after an early workout.

Little Cheche grabbed the phone and talked to Uncle Li Xiang on the phone with a rich expression. Chang Mian sat beside him and watched with a neutral expression.

Until the phone hangs up.

Chang Miancai reprimanded: "You are not allowed to make phone calls while eating. This is basic education."

"But dad sometimes calls." Little Cheche pursed her lips, "Dad, when are we going to see uncle? Uncle said that I will see him soon."

"Do you like uncle?"

"Uncle will buy a lot of toys for Cheer." Little Cheche's eyes were full of excitement.

Chang Mian said with a straight face: "I tell you not to be attacked by sugar-coated bullets. I will buy you whatever you want."

Little Cheche didn't know why she made her father angry. She lowered her head and said nothing for a while, just eating breakfast. After a while, she muttered: "It's the same for uncle."

"Still talking back!" Chang Mian suddenly put his chopsticks on the table.

Little Cheche was so frightened that she trembled all over, pursed her lips tightly, grimaced, cried loudly, jumped off the chair and ran upstairs angrily.

He rushed to Changshang's bedroom, ran to the bed and cried loudly.

Chang Shang was still thinking about why she was drunk last night and couldn't get anything serious done. When she was feeling upset, a soft little body fell into her arms and started crying loudly.

Her heart suddenly softened.

"What's wrong with Che'er?"


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