Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Gu Chuyan looked at the title deed, she reached out to take it, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't you want it?" she asked.

Xiao Mohan laughed out loud, looked at her little fool, reached out and pinched her cheek: "You are my wife, yours and mine, do you need to distinguish clearly?"

"What's yours is yours. What's mine is still yours." Xiao Mohan lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

At this time, there was a noise on the balcony.

Xiao Mohan looked up, but didn't go out.

Gu Chuyan got up and wanted to go out, but he hugged her and said, "Chuchu, it's time to sleep."

"Is there someone outside?" Gu Chuyan asked nervously.

He lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Do you think it's a human?"

Just as Xiao Mohan finished speaking, he saw a fat calf sticking out, and then a ball of flesh rolled in, and accidentally fell to the ground. The little fox fell to the ground and looked up at them.

"Pfft." Seeing this, Gu Chuyan laughed out loud.

Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand, pulled the quilt, and wrapped her body up.

"Aww." The little fox jumped up, covered his eyes and turned around to jump out. Unexpectedly, the French windows of the balcony were closed, so he jumped out and hit the glass window.

With a "snap", it was bounced back.

The little guy rolled around in pain, turned around and went out through the gate, not daring to look back.

"Why is it always afraid of you?" Gu Chuyan was stunned for a few seconds, watching its disappearing figure, she asked in a low voice.

Xiao Mohan hugged her on his side, and she carefully avoided his injured arm.

"The matter of the Xiao family should start from something far away." He said in a deep voice, looking down at her, and suddenly found that she was actually asleep.

He looked at her appearance and reached out to touch her forehead: "You girl..."

He was going to tell her everything about the Xiao family, but unexpectedly, she fell asleep.

Maybe, it's not time yet.

He thought for a while, reached for the phone, and asked, "Has Grandpa gone back?"

"Young master, not yet." The other party responded.

Xiao Mohan was thoughtful, put his phone on the bedside table, looked at the moonlight outside the window, and whispered, "Could it be that he came to S City?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Mohan sent a message to Han Changqing.

Then he reached out and pressed the side of the head of the bed. In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the curtains slowly moved closer to block the light from outside, and the bedroom was completely dark.

"Girl, sweet dream." He hugged her tightly and said.

He reached out to pick up the title deed and put it under her pillow before falling asleep.

In the dead of night, in a quiet apartment

When Gu Yan returned to the apartment, he fell to the ground, dragging his sore legs. He slapped the ground hard and shouted, "I'm so dignified, you actually asked me to do dirty work?"

"Hei, how long are you going to abuse me??"

He was angry, dissatisfied.

In the past, his prosperity and wealth were all under his control, but now, his fate is controlled by others, and he can't help himself at all.

"Mr. Gu." The old Xi pushed the door in and saw him fall to the ground.

Gu Yan grabbed something and threw it towards him: "Get out, get out of here."

"Mr. Gu, now a reporter wants to interview." The old Xi avoided his movements and said in a low voice.

Gu Yan couldn't get angry, he stretched out his hand to show the old Xi: "Look, my hands and feet are almost burnt, that's how he treats me? I almost died."

Lao Xi moved his lips and said, "Mr. Hei sent someone to come."

Hearing Mr. Hei, Gu Yan jumped up angrily, pointed to the door and said, "Let them go, and gamble with my life just to save his image? What about me?"

"Mr. Gu, the neighbor has ears, don't be impulsive." Old Xi reminded him.