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Chapter 558 The Concept of a Perfect Work: How Much Do You Know About Your Brother?
Fortunately, the subject of the discussion was quickly identified.

She even changed into another set of clean clothes that she had bought for him.

Jiang Hanying looked at him while biting into a lollipop.

As the person approached, just like last time, without saying a word, he decisively reached out and pulled down the hood of the black hoodie.

Then he turned his head to look at the face under the light.

He narrowed his eyes upon seeing this.

For a moment, she really thought that Yuan Qingzhuo, who had been left forever on Que Mountain, had returned.

But when you meet the other person's somewhat vacant eyes and expressionless face, you know it's not them.

“Look at his hair.”

Hearing her cheap owner's reminder from the side, Jiang Hanying looked up at the person's head again.

Even though the lights in the courtyard weren't very bright, you could still tell that the person's hair color was a bit unusual; it was grayish, and there were even a few conspicuous silver strands.

"The more severe the injury, the faster the aging process."

Jiang Hanying looked at the hat that had been put back on to cover her head and face. "This is a defective product... So the perfect work that He wants should be..." She then looked at the stone fetus that was still slowly chewing on the cotton candy, "a combination of the two."

One possesses a powerful regenerative ability but ages faster, while the other happens to have a remarkably long lifespan.

Combining the two perfectly makes up for the shortcomings.

As for how to combine them, just think about all the experiments that guy secretly did... there's really nothing he wouldn't dare to do.

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Returning from the backyard, Jiang Hanying had barely stepped inside when she turned to her cheap owner walking beside her and asked, "Won't it cause problems if we keep putting them together?"

That part of it was only sealed away, not dead.

The gray-robed man could recognize the aura and followed them all the way.

Thinking about it now, it really wasn't very reliable.

Just as I was thinking this, I was patted on the head. "I know what I'm doing. It's getting late, go to sleep."

Seeing that he had stopped and showed no intention of moving forward, Jiang Hanying asked, "What about you?"

"I'll make a call."

This phone call kept Jiang Hanying waiting until she fell asleep with her blanket in her arms, but the cheap owner never came into the room.

Only when the clock struck midnight in the living room did Li Chengxiao put down his phone, which was already burning hot in his palm, plug it in to charge, and get up to walk towards the master bedroom.

In the master bedroom, Jiang Hanying only left a small night light on. The light was soft and not very bright, but it was enough to illuminate the path from the door to the bed.

However, the quilt, already twisted into a pretzel, is still the standard.

Li Chengxiao carefully unfolded the blanket before cautiously getting into bed. When he saw the little head already fast asleep under the night light, his stern expression, which had softened after the previous phone calls, instantly became incredibly gentle.

Jiang Hanying sensed her cheap master's presence in her sleep, immediately turned over, and reached out to grope him haphazardly.

If you don't find it, keep moving.

Only when he finally touched the familiar, firm muscles and smelled the familiar, crisp scent in his nostrils, did he snuggle his head against them and then fall back asleep contentedly.

Li Chengxiao lowered his eyes and silently watched her series of small movements. He sighed softly, turned off the last remaining night light, and reached into the blanket to embrace the person in his arms.

The advantage of going to bed early is that you also wake up early.

When Jiang Hanying opened her eyes, she found that the room was still dark.

Because she lived in a courtyard house, she didn't even close the curtains when she slept, which proves that it was still dark.

She closed her eyes again, then opened them again after a short while; this time she had indeed had a good night's sleep.

But her cheap owner hadn't woken up yet... and she didn't want to get up either! As Li Chengxiao slept, he noticed something was wrong. He opened his eyes and looked down, only to see a restless little head buried in his heart.

"woke up?"

The deep, slightly husky voice coming from above immediately made the person who was engrossed in doing something naughty twitch their ears. They looked up, completely unfazed by being caught, and asked, "Was it comfortable?"

Li Chengxiao's throat bobbed involuntarily, not only because of the question, but also because when Jiang Hanying looked up, she revealed two glimpses of white skin beneath the already loose collar of her pajamas, even in the dim light.

In an instant, it reminded him of the cotton candy that had been fed to him the night before.

Jiang Hanying belatedly looked down and looked up to meet a pair of increasingly deep eyes.

A moment later, her waist was grabbed, and she was moved upwards by more than 30 centimeters, her chin piercing the rather stiff stubble of her cheap master's hair.

The consequence of being dishonest was that you were thoroughly eaten in the dim light of dawn.

When I finally came to my senses in a daze, I turned my head and saw that the sky outside the window had already brightened up without me realizing it.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

The washing machine also started running.

Li Chengxiao, wearing a black turtleneck sweater and matching trousers, started making breakfast in the kitchen with an apron on.

When Jiang Hanying came out after washing and drying her hair, she saw that the bed sheets in the master bedroom had been changed, and even the clothes she was going to wear that day were hung on the clothes rack.

The top, needless to say, is a turtleneck again.

After getting dressed, she didn't need her cheap owner to call her; she just grabbed her phone and followed the scent straight to the kitchen.

After finishing breakfast, there was still half an hour before the makeup time scheduled for the event. Li Chengxiao first put the few dishes and chopsticks on the table into the sink, then grabbed the car keys. "Let's go, I'll take you to the hotel."

"Are you busy today?"

"Fortunately."

Jiang Hanying handed over the hotel room key, saying, "Then you can go to my room to pack your luggage and bring it over here."

Li Chengxiao took the room key and put it in his pocket.

The car arrived near the hotel, and the two of them got out together.

While waiting for the elevator, Jiang Hanying heard a somewhat familiar cough. Turning around, she saw Yuan Chaoyu, wrapped in an extra-long down jacket that looked like a quilt and wearing a pair of fluffy cotton slippers, walking towards the elevator surrounded by several assistants.

When the other person took a few more steps closer, their pale face and slightly purple lips, without makeup, were clearly visible.

Could it be that he forced himself to get up?
Yuan Chaoyu was taken aback by Jiang Hanying's direct gaze, and then felt a tickle in his throat, so he couldn't help but turn his head and cough a few times.

The assistant next to him quickly opened the thermos cup in his hand and handed it over. Yuan Chaoyu took it and drank a few sips, and his expression softened.

She took the initiative to greet them: "Instructor Li, Jiang Hanying, good morning."

Li Chengxiao nodded slightly to her.

Looking at Yuan Chaoyu's appearance, Jiang Hanying suddenly thought of something.

The one who adopted and raised Yuan Chaoyu was the one who had been sealed into the back of the stone embryo's hand. If Song Ciyuan came down the mountain with that familiar skin and stood in front of Yuan Chaoyu, would he be able to tell the difference between the two?
Thinking about it this way, her gaze lingered on Yuan Chaoyu's face for a while.

Yuan Chaoyu was a little confused by the stare, and after holding back, he couldn't help but ask, "Is there something on my face?"

Do you know your brother? How much do you know?

Upon hearing this question from Jiang Hanying, Yuan Chaoyu's expression changed.

She dared not say how much she knew about her brother.

All she knew was that her brother had many secrets!
A secret she must not peek into!

"I refuse to answer."