Chen Huai woke up from a long sleep and subconsciously tightened his arms.
The warmth of the touch in his arms felt quite real, and subtle feelings of satisfaction and pleasure rose up from the bottom of his heart one after another, filling his entire heart.
This is the seventh day since I met her.
She is still here.
It's real.
The person in my arms moved and looked like he was about to wake up.
Chen Huai loosened his arms slightly, moved back to create some distance, and looked down at her.
As if disturbed by his actions, Si Jiu frowned and kicked him badly, hitting his calf and it hurt a little.
etc……
pain?
Chen Huai froze instantly. Two seconds later, he tried to move his legs, but after trying for a long time, his legs didn't move at all.
So was it just an illusion?
He lowered his eyelids and his eyes were dim.
Countless negative emotions are quietly growing in my heart.
At this moment, Si Jiu's warm body pressed against her again. Perhaps she felt a little cold, so she unconsciously snuggled into his arms.
All the shadows were instantly smoothed out, and all he could feel at that moment was her.
Seeing her sleeping soundly again, Chen Huai felt helpless, but his lips slowly curled up: "Why do you love to sleep so much?"
The system that witnessed the whole process: Are you the one who flirts or the host?
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Everyone in the Shen family knew that there was a beautiful girl hidden in Shen Huai's house.
Ever since Shen Wu hid his mistress, Mr. Shen, who was diligent and a little crazy, would not go to work before nine o'clock and would leave work on time at five o'clock. He would go between home and the company only once, and his work and rest schedule was outrageous.
Moreover, over the years, Chen Huai, whose face had been looking increasingly sick, actually began to show signs of radiance.
This makes some people happy, but also makes more people anxious.
The one who felt the most anxious was Shen Huai's second uncle Shen Zhe.
"Didn't he say his health was getting worse? At the end of last month, he looked half dead. How come he looks like he's getting better now?"
Shen Zhe's son, Shen Hao, also had a gloomy face: "He was able to avoid the last car accident. He really has a tough life. But what's the use of having a tough life? If he kills everyone close to him, doesn't he also kill himself?
Mr. Zhou asserted that he would not live past thirty.
At worst, we can just wait another two years."
"What do you know?" Shen Zhe suppressed his voice, his eyes blazing with anger. "Isn't there a woman by his side now? The old man has made a good plan. He wants to leave him an heir in the final days. Shen's... he won't hand it over to me at all."
"Isn't he said to be unlucky with his relatives? How long can the people around him stay? Dad, are you overthinking it?"
Shen Huai Keqin was no joke. Not to mention those who were too close to him, even his subordinates, drivers or servants could not stay with him for a long time, otherwise they would get sick at best and suffer a bloody disaster at worst.
This is not alarmist talk, but a lesson learned from blood and tears over a long period of time.
Shen Zhe frowned. Although he knew that what Shen Hao said was the truth, he still felt uneasy for some reason.
"You tampered with his car last time. Have you cleaned it up?"
Shen Hao laughed disdainfully, "Don't worry, Dad. I never make mistakes in my work."
Shen Hao spoke too confidently and swore nothing but words in the morning. In the afternoon, Shen Huai's assistant placed in front of Shen Zhe a piece of evidence that he had ordered someone to tamper with Shen Huai's car.
What followed was a wave of swift, ruthless, and accurate suppression and punishment. Before Shen Zhe could even come to his senses, he had already been kicked out of the board of directors by Shen Huai, and all his people in Shen's company had been removed.
"Since I have to call you Second Uncle, I won't let anyone else see this evidence, nor the evidence of your embezzlement of public funds, falsification of accounts, etc. However, if you try to get involved again, I can't guarantee that you will stop me."
The young man sat in a wheelchair, his figure was thin, and his face was still pale with an air of frailty, but none of this diminished his aura. The sharp edge in his eyes made people dare not look directly at him.
Shen Zhe was clearly standing, but he felt a sense of suffocation as if he was being looked down upon.
Shen Zhe gritted his teeth and said, "My good nephew hid it really well."
Chen Huai remained unmoved: "Same here, same here."
"I admit defeat in this round." Shen Zhe snorted and turned away, but left behind a sinister sentence, "Chen Huai, let's wait and see."
Chen Huai watched his disappearing figure calmly and couldn't help but frowned.
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