"Forget it, since she has decided, let her be the leader again. Besides, this time, as long as Ou Xiangbei signs an agreement, even if he really makes the same mistake again in the future, our Chu Yu will not suffer any loss.

, At that time, everything about him will become our Chu Yu. Since it is useless to block it, why not let her go. If you continue to be stalemate with your child, it will probably hurt your relationship with us." Zhou Fushen

He took a puff of cigarette and said.

"That's...but I don't dare to do that anymore." Zhou's mother leaned affectionately on Zhou's father's shoulder, with a smug smile on the corner of her mouth...

The next day, when Zhou Chuyu opened his eyes early in the morning, Ou Xiangbei was no longer there.g...

With a stretch of your hand, I opened the white curtains covered on the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the interior instantly turned from dark to light.

When I opened the window, the fresh morning wind blew over my face, mixed with a slight salty smell.

Standing from her perspective, looking around, you can see the scenery of mountains and seas.

After washing up, she changed into a simple lavender suspender dress and went downstairs.

In the restaurant downstairs, Zhou’s mother was having breakfast face to face. Zhou’s mother was gracefully smearing jam on the bread, and Zhou’s father was leaning straight on the chair to read the newspaper...

The wide newspaper covered Zhou's father's face, making it impossible for him to see his expression at the moment.

"Good morning, mom and dad." Zhou Chuyu naturally walked to Zhou's mother, sat down, and said.

Zhou's mother looked at Zhou Chuyu with a smile, put the bread with the jam into Zhou Chuyu's hand, and said, "Eat."

Zhou Chuyu smiled slightly, put down her bag, looked at Zhou's father seriously, and said, "Dad..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou's father slowly put down the newspaper, folded it in half, put it in the servant's hand, and asked expressionlessly: "What's the matter?"

"thank you……"

"Cough cough..." Zhou's father coughed lightly, and did not respond to Zhou Chuyu's words.

"Young Master Ou!"

In the hall, the sounds of Zhou Chuyu were heard and stopped what he was about to say.

Upon hearing the sound, Zhou Chuyu immediately raised her head excitedly and set her eyes on the entrance of the restaurant...

Soon, Ou Xiangbei's figure appeared in front of Zhou Chuyu, and there was an additional document in his hand.

After looking at Zhou Chuyu and smiling, Ou Xiangbei walked to Zhou's father seriously and said, "Uncle, I had already asked my lawyer and friend to write the agreement you want for me early in the morning, and it has also been notarized.

, absolutely legally effective, look..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou's father only looked at Ou Xiangbei coldly, and then took the agreement from him.

After a rough look, Zhou's father put the agreement aside and said, "Okay, sit down and have breakfast."

"Yes, yes..." Ou Xiangbei nodded repeatedly, walked to Zhou Chuyu excitedly, and sat down...

"When are you planning to hold a wedding?" Zhou's mother asked with a cold face.

"Let me find some time to deal with the injuries on my body when they heal." Ou Xiangbei recovered from a slutty smile, and his whole body was full of energy...

After dinner, Ou Xiangbei and Zhou's father went into the study to play chess, while Zhou Chuyu followed his mother upstairs.

On the balcony of the bedroom, mother and daughter who had not seen each other for a long time sat face to face, enjoying the time between them only.

In front of me, there were two cups of coffee on the small round table, as well as some uniquely shaped cookies.

"Chu Yu, have you really thought about it?" Zhou's mother looked at Zhou Chuyu and asked while stirring the fragrant coffee in the cup.

"Well, from the moment he used his life to save our relationship, I had already thought about it, Mom, I believe him..." Zhou Chuyu replied, his face full of happiness.

"Since you really have identified him, then it's hard for me to say anything else to you. After all, this is your life. We have said everything we should say and done everything we should do... You kid

, it's just a stubborn temper. If you decide a way, you won't look back if you hit the wall. This is your father." Qian sipped a mouthful of bitter and sweet coffee, and Zhou's mother said again.

**

Zhou Chuyu and Ou Xiangbei lived in New York for a day and then returned to China.

In the evening, in order to celebrate Zhou's father and mother agreed to their remarriage, Ou Xiangbei specially invited Liang Bo and others to come to his villa for dinner to celebrate.

In the restaurant, there was cold and rosy, Qiao Weiwei, Ou Xiangbei, Zhou Chuyu, cold and Qiufeng, intoxicated, and several people sat together, talking and laughing and eating Zhou Chuyu's specialty dishes.

"Oh, my journey to pursue my wife is so long and hard... Liangbo, you guy remember, you must treat Vivi well, don't do anything to sorry for her, otherwise, I will be the only one

A good example." Ou Xiangbei, who was slightly drunk after drinking, leaned lazily on Zhou Chuyu's shoulder, looking at the cold and thin thing on the opposite side of him, peeling the shrimps for Qiao Weiwei.

After Liang Bowei sent the shrimp to Qiao Weiwei's lips with expressionless expression, she elegantly picked up the handkerchief at her hand and wiped her hands. She looked at Ou Xiangbei and said, "Do you think I am like you..."

"Tsk..." Ou Xiangbei gave a cold and thin look, then he quickly peeled a shrimp for Zhou Chuyu, and sent it to Zhou Chuyu's mouth, saying, "Wife, ah... open your mouth and eat shrimp.

”

There is nothing wrong with Ou Xiangbei's action, but with the expression of his legs, it really looks a bit shocking...

Everyone looked dark...

Zhou Chuyu blushed and quickly bit the shrimp handed by Ou Xiangbei, saying, "Okay, eat your meal."

After laughing for a while, Ou Xiangbei took up the chopsticks obediently...

Looking at Zhou Chuyu's happy appearance, Qiao Weiwei couldn't help but tilt the corners of her mouth, and she felt a hot gaze diagonally opposite her, and Qiao Weiwei couldn't help but turn her gaze to Liang Yi's body...

At this moment, Liang Yi held the wine glass in his forehand and looked at her face seriously, as if she was looking at an exquisite object.

As his eyes met, Qiao Weiwei quickly withdrew her gaze, then picked up the red wine at her hand and took a sip.

On the side, Liang Bo looked at all this silently without saying a word...

After dinner, several people went back to their homes.

On the asphalt road with sparse car shadows, I was driving the latest black BMW sedan steadily...

Through the car endoscope, I looked at Qiu Rong who was sleeping on Liang Yi's shoulder by the back seat of the car, and said intoxicatedly: "Yi Ye, I have found out that the person who attacked you last time is indeed Liu Ye..."

"Ha...it's really him..." Liang Yi narrowed his long eyes, and his hands became fists in silence...

"Did you report to the lord?"

"It has been reported, the lord said that he will deal with this matter." said intoxicatedly.

As Liang Yi’s best special assistant, Guan Zui is undoubtedly the most qualified one. He can always guess what Liang Yi is thinking and what he wants to do next.

"..." Liang Yi nodded and stopped talking...

*…*…*…*…*…*

A few days later

London, England.

The luxurious private jet landed steadily somewhere in central London's private apron.

The moment the plane landed, the bodyguards in black who were waiting on both sides nodded neatly and respectfully.

The cabin door opened slowly, cool, Qiu Rong took the lead in getting off the plane, intoxicated, and followed closely...

"Miss, Master Yi, Master Zui!" The people in black nodded neatly, and the voice seemed to come from a person's mouth, high, loud, and neat.

Qiu Rong glanced at everyone lightly, then stretched her waist regardless of her image, looked at the blue sky and white clouds on her head, and said, "Well... I finally got off the plane, I'm so tired."

Looking at Qiu Rong's lazy look, he smiled coldly and said, "You've slept all the way, but you're still tired." Can you feel the same when you sleep with you on your arms?" Qiu Rong blurted out without thinking...

As soon as Qiu Rong said this, everyone looked at each other immediately.

The cold coughed slightly with awkward and no response.

"Ahem, children's words are not quasi-minded, children's words are not quasi-minded..." Chen Zui shook his head and said helplessly.

"Let's go, get in the car first..." As he said that, Liang Yi took Qiurong's hand and got on a black Mercedes-Benz in the front, followed closely behind.

Liang Yi and Qiu Rong sat in the back seat of the car, immersed in the passenger seat.

"Drive."

With a command of intoxication, the black Mercedes-Benz on the front slowly started, and the same Mercedes-Benz cars behind them also started one after another, following carefully, like a long black dragon...

The convoy drove to Qiu Jingtian Mansion in a mighty way. When the doorstep, the cars behind stopped steadily, and the black Mercedes-Benz in the front drove smoothly into the open door...

In the car, Qiurong lay on the car glass, looking at the familiar scenery flashing outside the window, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

At the entrance of the main building, the black Mercedes-Benz stopped steadily. Chen Zui and the driver got off the car first, walked to both sides of the car, respectfully for the coolness, Qiu Rong opened the car door...

After getting off the car, Qiurong trotted all the way to Liang Yi, held his arm and said, "Brother Yi, let's go in and see my dad."

While the few people were talking, servants came out one after another, stood on both sides and lined up long lines, nodding respectfully: "Miss, Master Yi, Master Zui^"

After looking at the servants, Liang Yi took Qiurong's hand in habit, walked past them, and then walked towards the open door, behind him, intoxicated and followed him.

In the living room, Qiu Jingtian was sitting in front of the sofa, enjoying the servant's massage, her face with an unconcealable pathological condition...

Seeing a few people entering the door, Qiu Jingtian waved his hand to the servant, then laughed and stood up, spreading his arms to his daughter: "My good daughter, dad hug..."

Looking at Qiu Jingtian's thin face, intoxicated and cool stood there, looking at each other, but didn't say anything...

Qiu Rong quickly stepped forward and pounced on Qiu Jingtian's arms like a little bird, saying, "Dad, you have lost a lot of weight, your waist has become thinner."

"Dad has lost weight recently. It's not good for the elderly to be too fat." Qiu Jingtian hugged his daughter tightly, and his heart seemed to be pulled by something desperately, so painful that he couldn't breathe...

"Well... don't lose weight anymore, your face is particularly bad." Qiu Rong slowly pushed Qiu Jingtian away, looked at his old face and said.

"Okay, it won't decrease, it won't decrease... whatever baby says." Qiu Jingtian nodded, his eyes full of spoiling.

A sudden colic on his abdomen made Qiu Jingtian frown, but he forced himself to continue smiling...

He didn't want his daughter to know about her condition, he was afraid that she would be sad...

Seeing that Qiu Jingtian looked something was wrong, Liang Yi immediately stepped forward and grabbed Qiu Rong's hand and said, "Qiu Rong, you go upstairs first. I have something to talk to my lord..."

Upon hearing this, Qiurong pushed Qiu Jingtian away reluctantly and nodded.
Chapter completed!