Father Chen sighed and then handed the two black cards directly to Chu Ci.

I heard that there were at least 100 million yuan in it, and Chu Ci, who turned into a small rich woman in seconds, blinked her big eyes and looked at the black card in her hand.

The white and tender little hands were holding the two black cards like this, with a smile in their eyes.

It looks like a white and tender bun, even if it is greedy for money, it is still cute.

Chen Yibai, who was sitting next to him, seemed to notice Chu Ci's good mood. His dark brown eyes blinked over. Looking at Chu Ci's expression, he didn't know what he thought of, but he looked at Chen's father standing aside.

Chen's father subconsciously smiled, and saw his son standing beside Chu Ci raised his hand and pulled Chu Ci's hem, revealing a seemingly puzzled expression, "Why are you happy?"

Hearing his voice, Chen's father froze. Chu Ci subconsciously turned his head to look over, and saw that he was indeed raising his eyes, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

"Yibai?" Chen's father spoke in a low voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing him.

Chen Yibai's eyes fell on Chu Ci's face only with exploratory thoughts, and he still ignored the people around him.

His eyes were clear, and although he was a little unsightly, it was much brighter than before.

Because I have been immersed in my own world in the past, no matter what I do, I always have my own unique stubbornness and persistence, staring at her with inquiry.

Chu Ci's tone was smiling and coaxed him, "You can buy a lot of fruit for you to eat."

Chen Yibai frowned slightly and subconsciously refuted, "The one who likes to eat fruit is Cibao."

Porcelain treasure?

Chu Ci raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

This is the first time in this world that he has heard him call this title.

It seems that this guy is usually silent in his heart, and he doesn't know what he is thinking about in a mess.

When Chen's father heard this title, he paused. After all, Chu Ci was two years older than Chen Yibai, and now he looked much taller than Chen Yibai.

Just such a young man called him Cibao, no matter how strange he sounds, he can hear it.

Father Chen couldn't help but touch the tip of his nose, looked at Chu Ci who was staring slightly, and silently reflected in his heart whether he had called Chen's baby before, or was heard by this little guy when they were doing something.

Usually he was silent in his heart but couldn't tell, and he spoke at this moment...

"You should call me sister." Chen's father coughed lightly and took out the majesty of the head of the family.

I saw that the little guy who was not as tall as his legs was not hesitant at all. At least hesitated to what his father said, and he firmly challenged the majesty of the head of the family with a childish voice, "No."

Father Chen:...

After that, Chen Yibai lowered his eyes and stopped talking, but there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Finally, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Chu Ci's side face.

The corners of his lips were pursed, and he looked at Chu Ci with a smile on his lips, subconsciously hooking his fingers.

He was already extremely familiar with the softness of his fingertips during this period, but when he came up, he still stopped and felt a little helpless.

Why not call Chu Ci the sister?

It was probably what my mother said before when she hugged him.

You are my treasure.

For him.

Chu Ci is his treasure, the only treasure belonging to him.
Chapter completed!