Pregnant wife ran away with ball, CEO chased her to the crematorium

Chu You came to Zhuang Chengyuan's residence excitedly.

The servant told Chu You that Zhuang Chengyuan was in the room.

Chu You ran up the stairs, came to the door of the room and knocked on the door, "Uncle, uncle."

The door to the room was opened, and Zhuang Chengyuan appeared in front of Chu You in a straight suit, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle, Ruojin has given birth to a boy. Mother and son are safe."

"Really?" Zhuang Chengyuan was very happy when he heard the news, but in an instant his expression turned serious again, "Why didn't you notify me?"

"Uncle, I'm here to inform you now."

"I mean, why didn't Xi Jue call me and tell me?"

Zhuang Chengyuan thought that maybe it was because of what he said to Xi Jue last time that Xi Jue hated him?

"Brother asked me to inform you. I don't know why he didn't inform you. Maybe he was too busy. After all, he had to treat himself and take care of Ruojin. So..."

Speaking of it, Chu You couldn't make it up anymore.

She felt that her brother was indeed a little strange as to why he didn't notify her uncle in person. It didn't take long to make a phone call.

Zhuang Chengyuan did not dwell on this matter. He said: "No matter what, I know the news now. I hope their mother and son are safe."

"Uncle, Ruojin is my cousin, then Ruojin's son is mine... I um..." Chu You rolled her eyes, suddenly feeling that the title was complicated.

Zhuang Chengyuan smiled and said, "He should call you cousin aunt, and he is your cousin."

"Yes, yes." Chu You scratched her head, "This is quite complicated, but you understand, uncle. By the way, what should the child call you?"

Chu You really couldn't understand this. She was confused by all the going around and around.

Zhuang Chengyuan said: "If Ruo Jin is my brother's child, then her child should be called my great-uncle and grand-nephew."

Chu You was a little dizzy, it was so complicated.

"However, no one knows that Ruojin is my cousin and your niece. She is just my brother's wife now. The child is my nephew and I am his aunt."

"Then Ruojin's child is yours..."

Chu You was stuck again.

Zhuang Chengyuan said: "He is my nephew, or grandson in short. I am his uncle."

"Yes." Chu You breathed out, "This is too complicated. I can't remember it. Why is it so troublesome?"

Zhuang Chengyuan said: "It is indeed a bit troublesome. I will remember it after calling it a few times."

"Uncle, now Ruojin has given birth to a child. My brother's treatment abroad seems to have some effect. He has also remembered some things now. When will he tell my brother that Ruojin is our cousin and a member of the banker's family."

Zhuang Chengyuan frowned slightly and said, "I should tell him some time, but Xi Jue is currently receiving treatment, and Ruo Jin has just given birth, so let's wait until they come back."

Chu You nodded, "That's okay."

Suddenly, Chu You noticed something. She smelled it, and there was a smell of perfume in the air.

"Uncle, are you going to meet someone today? You look so handsome."

Zhuang Chengyuan's straight suit looks like an ascetic uncle's temperament.

Zhuang Chengyuan said: "There is a meeting to be held. It is related to finance. There are many people present, so we can't dress too shabby."

"Really?" Chu You came close to him and smelled it, "Why are you wearing perfume? I don't know, I thought you were going on a date."

"Uncle can't wear perfume, so you are allowed to wear perfume?" Zhuang Chengyuan joked.

"No." Chu You said, "Uncle, I just want to say that you look so handsome today."

"I'm going out now, do you have anything else?"

"It's okay, uncle, you can go out, I'll leave first."

Just as Chu You turned to leave, something suddenly occurred to her, "By the way, uncle, my brother's wife's child, what should I call him?"

"Nephew." Zhuang Chengyuan reminded.

"Oh, yes, nephew, then I am his aunt. Remember, remember. If Ruo Jin is my cousin, then the child she gave birth to is my cousin, and I am his cousin..."

As Chu You spoke, he left and kept mumbling, for fear that he would not be able to remember it.