You are the sweet that I can't hide

Chapter 769 Starting today, you don't need to stay by her side anymore

He could feel her clinging to him tightly, like a fish kept pushing into his arms, as if trying to arouse his affection.

Almost for an instant, he was about to soften, but his eyes darkened again.

Suddenly, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her away:

"If you hadn't given me a full meal back then, you wouldn't have thought that I really liked you, a savage, self-willed little devil who doesn't treat homeless people as human beings, right? Now since that person isn't you—"

He bent his head and neck again, and approached her reddened ear from crying, his voice was low and hazy:
"Baby, why do you make me like you? You already know that everything I did to you was based on the relationship between you and me back then. But tonight, I discovered that this relationship does not belong to me and you. What else do you want me to do?"

After all, let go of your hand.

Her hands lost their grip and slid down loosely.

In an instant, he had pushed her into the car, and coldly ordered the bodyguard in front:

"Send her home. This is the last time you send her. Starting today, you don't need to stay by her side anymore."

She flicked her finger and slowly snapped it back into her palm.

Also.

She was no longer his benefactor.How can he afford to be protected and cared for by his bodyguards all day long?
The car has moved forward.

The man stared at the car that disappeared into the night, his breath concentrating slightly.

The more people are sent to protect her, the easier it is for her to fall into the attention of people behind the scenes.

On the contrary, the farther you stay away from her, the more you can keep her in a
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The next day, Cheng's mansion.

The banquet hosted by Mrs. Cheng just ended last night, because it was very complicated and time-consuming, Mr. Cheng stayed at home all day today and did not go out.

The third master didn't go to the consortium either, and stayed here overnight.

Although he was resting in the mansion, he was not idle. He called Shen Xiao early in the morning and was sitting on the sofa on the first floor, listening to Shen Xiao reading business emails.

The servant came in and reported: "Master, Miss Shu is here. I want to see you."

Shen Xiao immediately asked: "Which Miss Shu? Miss Shu Ge?"

The servant shook his head: "No, it's Miss Shu Qingwu from the big house of the Shu family."

Fu Nanting's hand, which was flipping through emails, stopped on the tablet screen, and his eyes moved: "Call her in."

Shen Xiao really doesn't understand why the third master treats Shu Qingwu so well all of a sudden.

Even if Shu Qingwu was really kind to the third master, it wouldn't be enough, would it?
Last night, the third master let Shu Guanghan and his daughter sit at the VIP table, and just invited Shu Qingwu to dance, but he actually ignored Shu Ge because of this.

But it was hard to say anything, so he could only take the tablet and step aside temporarily.

At the same time, Shu Qingwu came in, followed by a middle-aged woman in her forties.

This is the first time for her to come to the Cheng's mansion, and she held her breath and dared not speak on the way when she was led in by the servants.

At this moment, when he saw the familiar figure of the man on the sofa, he felt a little relieved, and walked over: "Third Master."

"Miss Qingwu, what's the matter?"

Shu Qingwu lowered her eyes: "You can't just say what my father said at the banquet last night. Today, I brought you the evidence."

With that said, he took out a thick notepad from his bag.

The book looked old, and the pages were a little yellowed.

She handed it over: "This is my diary when I was a child. There is a page in the middle, and I folded it... It's what I wrote down that day. The third master can read it."

Fu Nanting took it over, turned the page calmly, and glanced at ten lines.

Childish handwriting, on the yellowed paper, recorded what happened that day.

It does look like the diary of a little girl from more than ten years ago.

(End of this chapter)