The president's beloved dumb wife

After Liu ChuChu asked Yu Xu to solve it, he wrapped the bottle in two layers with the pocket handed over by the driver and put it at the farthest place from his feet. He planned to get off and throw it away later.

Then no one spoke, and the car fell into a strange silence.

Liu ChuChu quietly went to see Jiang Yuan sitting in the co pilot's seat and wanted to ask him many questions, but he didn't dare to speak because of the cold smell from all over Jiang Yuan, so he had to hold it.

Jiang Yuan was acutely aware of Liu ChuChu's desire to speak again. He slowly untied his cufflinks: "Miss Liu, you can say what you want to say."

Liu ChuChu pursed her lips. Thinking of what Jiang Yuan said not long ago, she didn't know where to ask. What she cared about most was that Jiang Yuan had made it clear. Would he be impatient if she asked again?

Liu ChuChu thought for a moment, but he was still unwilling to give up such a good opportunity. He hesitated and asked, "Mr. Jiang, I want to ask, if the information Yu Wenchang said is useless to you, I..."

Jiang Yuan's voice is neither salty nor light, and there is no emotion. The color is mixed in it: "since there is no useful information, what I promised you before will not count."

Although she had long known that Jiang Yuan would answer like this, Liu ChuChu couldn't help being lost. She hung down her long and curled eyelashes, and her voice was soft and full of a bit of grievance: "I know."

This appearance and sound is enough to make most men feel protective, but most men naturally do not include Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan didn't have half an emotional fluctuation. His eyes fell at random somewhere, thinking about Xiao dingxun's reaction when he knew the news.

As soon as the idea came out, Jiang Yuan's mobile phone rang.

It's Xiao dingxun.

Jiang Yuan pressed the connect button: "eldest childe."

Xiao dingxun sat at his desk and looked at the report in front of him. His voice was faint: "I know what you said. I won't go to Yu Wenchang. Go for me in a few days. What should I know from his mouth..."

Jiang Yuan immediately took Xiao dingxun's words: "don't worry, young master. I know what to do."

Xiao dingxun gave a sound and hung up the call.

Put the mobile phone aside, Xiao dingxun continued to turn over the report in his hand.

The report that could have been read quickly spent more time today. Xiao dingxun also realized that he was upset. He leaned the whole person against the back of his chair and pinched his eyebrows, trying to dispel those messy ideas in his heart.

He guessed more or less what Yu Wenchang said about the detoxification method. It should be to use his body as a vessel to lead Yinian's poison like ah Sheng.

Even if he had this guess in his heart, Xiao dingxun still wanted to try. What if yu Wenchang didn't say this?

But Xiao dingxun knew clearly in his heart that the possibility was very low, but he still couldn't find the trace of old Joe under the intense search these days, which made Xiao dingxun a little flustered. Even if there was little hope, he still had to try.

Xiao dingxun closed his eyes and remembered the scene of Xiao Pingsheng and ah Sheng walking together two days ago.

Ah Sheng

After a long time, Xiao dingxun took a long breath, forcibly restrained his thoughts and immersed himself in his work.

He must let himself finish the work as soon as possible before he can be distracted to find someone.

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The weather was pretty good when I went out in the morning. I thought it would be a sunny day. Who could have thought that the weather outside would be gloomy after a big class.

During recess, Yu Sheng sat in the classroom writing and painting. Other people's curiosity about her was not as strong as at first. In addition, Yu Sheng was light most of the time. There were not so many people who came forward to talk to Yu Sheng.

Just because it's much less than before doesn't mean it's not.

A young and beautiful girl sat in front of Yu Sheng. She looked at what Yu Sheng was writing and painting. The youthful smile on her face easily made people feel good: "are you composing your own music?"

Yu Sheng paused with the pen in his hand and looked up at the beautiful girl sitting in front of her.

The girl in front of her has a pair of beautiful big eyes, which look very smart. She looks at Yu Sheng straight without taboo, with a look of reflection in her eyes, but it's not annoying.

The young and beautiful girl stretched out her hand to Yu Sheng: "Hello, my name is Lou Ying. You can call me Ying Ying."

Yu Sheng looked at the beautiful and slender hand stretched out in front of him. After a few seconds, he stretched out his hand and gently shook it with her: "hello."

Lou Ying seems to have never seen Yu Sheng before, so she should not be a student of Professor Zhao.

Lou Ying smiled brightly: "I'm a student from the school next door. Are you su Sheng? I heard you came to class today, so I came here specially. I want to make friends with you, OK?"

Yu Sheng's eyes blinked very slowly: "why do you want to make friends with me because of Xiao dingxun? Or because of others?"

Yu Sheng was so frank that Lou Ying was stunned.

After reaction, the smile on Lou Ying's face was brighter: "it's partly because of Xiao dingxun. I heard them say that you actually have more than one child. The eldest grandson of the eldest house of the Xiao family is also your son?"

Yu Sheng nodded without hesitation: "yes, he is also my child."

Lou Ying's eyes flashed bright gossip light, and some excitedly took Yu Sheng's hand: "it's so. I didn't believe it when I heard them say these there. I want to come and ask you myself."

"Why should it be Yu Xiaoxiao's son, but suddenly become your son? Did she rob your son as her own son? Can't Yu Xiaoxiao live by herself? Or for some other reason?"

Lou Ying asked many questions in one breath and waited eagerly for Yu Sheng's answer.

Yu Sheng lowered his eyes: "Yu Xiaoxiao really can't live."

"It seems that what they guessed is also right, so..." Lou Ying wanted to continue to ask.

Yu Sheng raised his eyes and looked at Lou Ying. A little sporadic smile appeared on his face, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes: "I think we should meet for the first time now. We are still strangers. I'm afraid it's impolite to ask these words to strangers?"

Lou Ying said very familiar: "we are not strangers. Haven't we just exchanged names? We also shook hands, shook hands and exchanged names. We are already good friends."

"It's normal for good friends to ask some questions. Otherwise, you can also ask me questions. As long as I know, I will answer you."