Young master, your vest fell off

"You should take the medicine that brother Junyue gave you." Chu Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, her eyes were shrewd to see through everything.

Fu Miaomiao took the medicine box, thanked the man, and then watched the man leave.

Chu Xiaoxiao coughed lightly.

Only then did Fu Miaomiao turn around, glanced at the medicine box in her hand, and then at Chu Xiaoxiao, "What do you mean?"

"I feel sorry for you, what's the point?" Chu Xiaoxiao sneered, "Oh, this scumbag, once you are truly moved, it's still very touching."

"Speak well." Fu Miaomiao pursed her lips and put away the medicine box.

"Hey, why are you still keeping it? Throw it away quickly." Chu Xiaoxiao reminded.

"How can I throw it away? What if Chu Jun asks more about it?" Fu Miaomiao patted the bag and raised an eyebrow at Chu Xiaoxiao, "It will still be useful in the future."

Chu Xiaoxiao nodded to show that she had learned, "In dealing with men, I really don't have as much experience as you. How about this, sister-in-law, teach me."

"What kind of man are you dealing with? Where are you talking about?" Fu Miaomiao glared at Chu Xiaoxiao, then took out her phone and sent Chu Junyue a WeChat message.

[I received the ointment, thank you. 】

The news of Chu Junyue came soon.

Chu Junyue: [Okay. 】

it is good?
that's it?
Fu Miaomiao raised her brows lightly, and Chu Xiaoxiao's voice sounded beside her ears, "You'd better take it easy, before people really fall in love with you, it depends on what you do."

Fu Miaomiao put away her phone, but didn't take Chu Xiaoxiao's words to heart.

When she returned to the Chu residence in the evening, Situ Han happened to be back, so she took out the ointment that Chu Junyue sent, "Look, Chu Junyue asked someone to bring it to me."

Situ Han took the medicine box and looked up and down, and threw it directly into the trash can, which was more accurate than a three-pointer.

"Any broken things, I'm ashamed to send them."

Fu Miaomiao was amused by Situ Han's childish behavior, "Don't underestimate this medicine box, it means that I have gained Chu Junyue's trust, and I may have the opportunity to go to Dafang in a few days..."

"Miaomiao." Situ Han said suddenly.

Fu Miaomiao's voice faltered, seeing that Situ Han's expression was a little strange, she walked up to him, "What are you doing?"

Situ Han smiled faintly, raised his hand and pulled Fu Miaomiao into his arms, "It's nothing, I just want to hug you."

The corners of Fu Miaomiao's lips raised slightly, and she was about to raise her hand to hug her back, but was suddenly pushed away again.

That person was of course Situ Han.

"What are you doing?" Fu Miaomiao laughed.

"Telephone." Situ Han raised his eyebrows, stepped forward and grabbed the back of Fu Miaomiao's head, kissed her on the lips, and walked out.

Looking at Situ Han's back, Fu Miaomiao giggled.

Neuropathy.

Situ Han left the bedroom and took out his cell phone.

His phone had been vibrating just now.

The call was from Jiang Meng.

After entering the study, Situ Han answered the phone.

On the other side of the phone, Jiang Meng's voice came, "Sir, everything is ready."

Situ Han responded lightly, and a black mist spread from the bottom of his eyes little by little, like a black hole, containing indescribable and terrifying power.

Jiang Meng said again: "Mr. Chu has also arrived."

Chu Junyuan...

Situ Han raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already dark, and it was indeed time for Chu Junyuan to arrive.

at the same time……

In Chu Huairong's study...

Chu Junyuan stared indifferently at the smoke surrounding the coffee table, and the tip of his nose was filled with the fragrance of tea.

"Taste it." Chu Huairong poured a cup of tea for Chu Junyuan.

"Thank you." Chu Junyuan nodded with a smile, as gentle as jade.

Chu Huairong also picked up the teacup and took a sip. Seeing this, Chu Junyuan smiled lightly and said meaningfully: "Uncle, you should drink less tea. It's getting late. Drinking tea can easily cause insomnia."

"When you get old, you won't feel much better if you don't drink tea." Chu Huairong put the teacup on the tea table and looked up at Chu Junyuan. "How is the third brother? I think he has already given Situ Han's shares to him." forgotten."

"I never heard my grandfather mention it again."

At this point, Chu Junyuan didn't know what was going on.

Isn't the reason why Chu Huaishu brought Situ Han back to squeeze him out of the Chu family?

But such a long time has passed, except when Situ Han just came back, he mentioned that he would give Situ Han shares. After such a long time, he never mentioned it again.

"This shows that the third brother is not old and confused, and the one who has been kept by his side is naturally much more at ease than the one who came back halfway."

In Chu Huairong's tone, there was more or less a hint of sarcasm.

Chu Junyuan glanced out the window, then looked away and took a sip of tea.

time ticking...

The study was extremely quiet, only the voices of Chu Junyuan and Chu Huairong chatting.

It was almost eleven o'clock, so Chu Junyuan stood up slowly, "Uncle, it's getting late, you should rest, I'm leaving first."

"I'll see you off." Chu Huairong also stood up.

Chu Junyuan immediately went over to support Chu Huairong.

Chu Huairong laughed, and secretly thought that this Chu Junyuan is completely attached to him now, if it were normal, where would this filial piety come from?

Chu Huairong nodded, feeling complacent.

His third brother is indeed old and confused.What I don't know the most is buying people's hearts.

Chu Junyuan supported Chu Huairong to go out, and when he reached the door, he suddenly heard a crisp sound, like the sound of stones hitting a glass window.

His expression was slightly condensed, and he continued to walk out as if he hadn't heard anything.

That voice sounded again, and this time it also attracted Chu Huairong's attention.

Chu Huairong stopped, followed the sound and looked towards the window, "What is this sound?"

Chu Junyue paused slightly, glanced at Chu Huairong, and followed Chu Huairong's line of sight, "What's the sound? Uncle, did you hear it wrong?"

"Didn't you hear?" Chu Huairong frowned, glanced at Chu Junyuan, and then smiled faintly, "It's nothing, let's go."

"Yes." Chu Junyuan replied, and continued to support Chu Huairong to walk out the door.

The strange voice sounded again, this time, it was louder than before.

Chu Huairong looked over there again, his face darkened.

"Uncle, what's the matter?" Chu Junyuan asked strangely.

Chu Huairong was even more surprised, "Didn't you hear that?"

"No." Chu Junyuan looked inside, "Uncle, do you... have auditory hallucinations?"

Auditory hallucinations?

Is that right?

Chu Huairong's eyebrows became thicker and tighter.

"Uncle, it's time for you to rest. I'll take you back to your room first." Chu Junyuan's voice was very respectful.

Chu Huairong was silent for a moment, nodded, took one last look at the window, and went out with Chu Junyuan.

Was he really hallucinating?
Chu Junyuan sent Chu Huairong back to the room, and said: "Uncle, you must be too tired, go to bed early, I'm leaving first."

Chu Huairong said: "Well, you should go back quickly."

Chu Junyuan exited Chu Huairong's room, and then called the servant not far away.