Ying Juhan came out of the bathroom, and Li Chenxi leaned on the bedside, holding his mobile phone and frowning slightly.
Ying Juhan went over and sat down, "It's so late and you're still playing with your phone?
You young girls, don’t you feel uncomfortable if you don’t check your cell phones for a moment?”
"What?"
Li Chenxi looked up at him and was amused by his old-fashioned tone.
"You're talking as if you're 80 years old."
She leaned over and kissed him.
"Mr. Ying is young."
She was not complimenting him. Men in their early thirties are indeed the most attractive age for men.
Ying Juhan was pleased and his mood improved.
He reached out and hugged her, "Even if you please me, don't play with your phone."
"I'm not playing with my phone."
Li Chenxi laughed, "I was in contact with Xiaoxiao, but this girl... I don't know what she is busy with. I haven't been able to contact her since I got off the plane."
Ying Juhan remained calm, "What can she be busy with?
He must be with Nie Zheng."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed her.
"You should know something better and pay more attention when you are with me."
"Well..." Li Chenxi's mouth was blocked and he couldn't protest.
*Ying Juhan looked at Li Chenxi who was sleeping peacefully next to him, got up, put on his nightgown and went out.
His assistant was waiting downstairs. When he saw him, he said, "Brother Han, Mr. Ying just asked about your whereabouts!"
oh?
Ying Juhan raised his eyebrows, so quickly?
"How do you do it?"
You should stay in the cold, take your time, take your time, take your time.
"Following your instructions, the news was released."
Ying Juhan nodded with satisfaction and glanced upstairs.
"Let someone take good care of this place, let's go."
"yes."
That night, Ying Juhan left here and rushed to his other property.
That was where he lived to the outside world and where he sent news to Ying Yuming.
As soon as they arrived at the place, before Ying Juhan had time to go in, Ying Yuming and Nie Zheng arrived.
The two groups of people bumped into each other at the door. Ying Juhan curled his lips and smiled - it was really exciting! Nie Zheng frowned when he got out of the car.
Ying Yuming stepped forward, walked up to Ying Juhan, and asked, "Where did you do your sister?"
"..." Ying Juhan was silent, then curled his lips and smiled, "Sister?"
Why, you are already confused before you are old?
My mother only gave birth to me, so where did I get my sister?"
Ying Yuming was startled, and his pupils shrank.
"At this point, you're still pretending to me!"
"Pack?"
Ying Juhan found it funny and shook his head, "Am I pretending to be with you, or are you pretending to be with me?
Ying Yuming, you are just a sanctimonious hypocrite! Why, you have been pretending for more than 20 years, and now you finally stop pretending?
You finally admit that you are sorry for my mother?"
"This matter..." Ying Yuming closed his eyes, as if it was difficult to speak.
"You don't understand! This matter is not what you think. I am not sorry for your mother! To say the least, Xiaoxiao is innocent!"
"innocent?"
Ying Juhan shouted lowly, his normally gentle face was suddenly filled with anger, and the way he gritted his back molars did not look like a father and son to Ying Yuming?
There was clearly a deep hatred! Ying Yuming was shocked by his son's behavior. Over the years, he had always known that Ying Juhan disapproved of him and Lin Huiru, but Ying Juhan just didn't want to comment.
He wouldn't agree, but until this moment, Ying Yuming didn't know that the hatred in his son's heart was so deep!