"Yu Beiting, bastard, dog man."
Shen Qinghuan cursed while calling Song Xixi to ask her to pick him up.
In the car, Yu Beiting sneezed.
"Boss, do you have a cold?"
The temperature dropped a bit after it rained.
"No."
When he arrived at the company, Lin Yi took out the medicine box.
"Boss, please take care of the injury."
Lin Yi sighed in his heart, it was absolutely unique that someone could hurt the president's ex-wife.
"Put it aside for now."
Yu Beiting didn't take it to heart, and his head was aching.
"Give me a headache pill."
The president has a headache problem, which seems to be caused by long-term insomnia, but it has been much better this year. This time he was angry with his ex-wife, so he is afraid that the headache has relapsed.
Lin Yi sighed inwardly, took out the medicine from the medicine box and handed it to Yu Beiting.
Yu Beiting's cell phone rang. It was the dean calling.
Dean: "Dr. Li An declined the invitation."
Yu Beiting frowned even more tightly.
"knew."
At eight o'clock in the evening, at the Imperial Mansion, Chen Bao was admiring his brother An An's paintings in the studio, and saw a small ball of paper from a pile of drawings.
Chen Bao picked it up curiously, opened it and saw the words "bastard" written on it.
The little guy's eyes widened, his eye sockets quickly turned red, and tears were visibly flowing out.
Who wrote these two words?
Are they calling Brother An An a bastard?
Chen Bao clenched his fists tightly, and his hands were shaking from the force.
"Young Master."
Hearing Uncle Qin's voice downstairs, Chen Bao wiped the tears from his face and put the paper ball into his pocket.
Then he took out a half-finished painting.
Chen Bao pretended to be happy and went downstairs to show Yu Beiting the painting.
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