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So in the original plot, after Chu Mu was framed for drinking a drink with something in it, and was reported and caught red-handed, there were so many curses on the Internet asking him to die immediately.
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When Chu Mu and Xiao Bing arrived at the airport, the five little ghosts had already arrived.
They were wearing exactly the same clothes and had exactly the same little faces, standing in a row in the waiting hall, which was quite eye-catching.
"Chu Mu." Xiao Ting also came. "I asked my aunt to help pack your luggage."
Chu Mu noticed that Xiao Ting was carrying a suitcase in his hand.
The suitcase is a luxury brand, and its spokesperson happens to be Qiao Qiao.
"No need," Chu Mu pointed at Xiao Bing who was following behind him, "I've sorted it out myself."
Only then did Xiao Ting notice Xiao Bing. He nodded coldly at this brother he wasn't close to: "You have to protect your sister-in-law when you go out this time, okay?"
Chu Nantian personally called Xiao Ting yesterday and said that he wanted to borrow Xiao Bing.
Even though Xiao Ting was not happy about it, he had no choice but to nod and agree since the Chu family had regained power.
What's more, he also has his own plans -
Xiao Bing, the illegitimate son, is easier to control than his other brothers, and he has evidence that the other party is a hacker.
Xiao Ting smiled slightly and said, "If you are undecided about something, don't be arbitrary and discuss it with me first."
[He puts the snitching in such a unique way, just like Xiao Dazhuti's style.]
Xiao Ting's smile almost collapsed immediately.
He unconsciously tilted his ears, wanting to hear Chu Mu's thoughts again.
However, Chu Mu's attention was already attracted by a person walking in front.
He was a handsome young man, no more than thirty years old, wearing a standard custom-made suit. Everything about him said: I am a high-quality elite man.
"Hi," the elite man said, his legs long and his speed fast, he walked in front of Chu Mu in two steps, "We meet again."
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