"Why did you fall in love with money? Why didn't I dig you to death?" Zhou Chenyuan was furious, "Can I rob you of your money?"

"That's good." He Xiaoran was also pressed by the hidden buckle on his pocket, "The lady said, this money is He Miao's treatment expenses for so many years. I just paid it to you, and He Miao got it."

The dumplings are worth a lot of money, so...well, since you rejected it on behalf of Jiu Gu Wenchang, I will accept it without mercy."

Zhou Chenyuan: "..."

He didn't say a word. How did he understand that he refused on behalf of Jiugu Wenchang?

"Then what do you mean now?"

"It's not interesting. It's time to send He Miao back to her mother. I feel a little uncomfortable and want to be quiet here." He Xiaoran hugged the swing rope and looked ahead without saying a word.

Zhou Chenyuan looked at her, "Are you really sad, or are you pretending to be sad? Are you pretending?"

He Xiaoran said: "Of course I am really sad. Do I have to cry to be really sad?"

Zhou Chenyuan stopped talking. Anyway, he felt that if He Miao left, he would be quite sad. Can that girl survive without He Xiaoran?

He was more worried about this.

After a while, He Xiaoran said: "I want the red king to follow her."

Zhou Chenyuan asked: "Why is Miao not afraid?"

"The Red King has been at home for a long time. Although He Miao doesn't like her and is afraid of her, compared with all other strangers, the Red King is not aggressive towards her. Moreover, the Red King is quite skilled and is a good candidate."

He Xiaoran said: "But I'm worried that King Hong is very adaptable to his current job and doesn't want to go back."

Zhou Chenyuan curled his lips and said, "Just tell her it's a short-term business trip and come back every three to five to report. She will feel like she is working instead of accompanying He Miao full-time."

He Xiaoran turned to glare at him, "You are indeed a profiteer!"

"This is a strategy, a strategy to create a working atmosphere." Zhou Chenyuan retorted: "Why are you a profiteer? However, you should be very sad when."

He Xiaoran smiled again, "What I want is for her to be sad."

Zhou Chenyuan was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you realize?" He Xiaoran asked, "He and He Miao are the same kind of people, but their behavior is completely different. When He was very young, he tried his best to prove that he could use this to please me.

She made me like her, but she was afraid that I would leave her and He Miao alone. Later, when I entered the Zhou family, she tried her best to prove to the Zhou family that she could take care of He Miao and would not cause me any trouble. This was to prove to the Zhou family that they were not sisters.

They are a burden, and the Zhou family does not need to care about their existence. But she knows that I will not give up on them. Because of this, she has to work harder not to cause me trouble or implicate me..."

Zhou Chenyuan thought about what she looked like when she was a child. What came to his mind was that she was a very beautiful little girl with a childish face and sometimes pretended to be mature.

"When are you seventeen?" Zhou Chenyuan said: "You are still young, it would be better if you were older.

He Xiaoran laughed and said, "Children with psychological trauma, the older they are, the greater the inner trauma will be. Only when it is repaired will it be better. He Miao needs to grow up, and she will need to grow up when the time comes. She can't see it.

In the youth of a seventeen-year-old girl, her sense of responsibility for He Miao is too strong. I need them to separate. I need her to live for myself. He Miao is not her responsibility. She wants to be released and liberated. This is a good opportunity."

Zhou Chenyuan glanced at He Xiaoran and asked angrily: "What about you? You are planning these things all day long, and you are planning for your two sisters all day long. Do you have what you should have at your age?"

"Yes, why don't I?" He Xiaoran was unconvinced, "Do you think I don't look like someone of my age?"

"How do you look like you?" Zhou Chenyuan asked back, "You are either thinking about this or that in your mind every day. Don't you have any romance at all?"

"Why am I gone?" He Xiaoran said: "If I don't have a romantic relationship, can I give you a hint?"

"I got all those hints from you, you should be more proactive!"

"Don't push yourself too far!" He Xiaoran said: "We get along well, and I still expect you to help me!"

"What can I help you with?" Zhou Chenyuan was shocked.

"Help me send He Miao back to her mother, help me comfort you, and also help me bring big and small rice grains. Otherwise, what else?"

Zhou Chenyuan did not speak, but glanced at He Xiaoran, raised his neck, "Huh, I know, you have always had a crush on me, and now you are still so outspoken. Although it is a bit shameful, I still reluctantly accept your confession.

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He Xiaoran: "..."

If you give me some sunshine, it will be brilliant. If you give me some paint, I will open a dyeing workshop. This is someone like Master Zhou!

After returning home, Zhou Chenyuan's waist was straighter than usual, and he even took the initiative to ask about his homework when he was angry, as if he was "brother-in-law is back again."

He Xiaoran didn't reveal it, and she was very speechless when she saw "brother-in-law" being called "brother-in-law".

He Miao and Xiao Mili were not in the living room, so they knew without thinking that they must have gotten into the cupboard together.

He Xiaoran went to find Xiaomi Li, "Mi Li, have you come out to drink milk?"

There was movement in the cabinet, and then a cute little girl crawled out, "Mom!"

He Xiaoran sat cross-legged in front of the cabinet. He Miao's brain popped out from inside. Through the dark mask, He Miao said: "Sister!"

He Xiaoran patted her big helmet and said, "After dinner later, my sister is going for a walk. Do you want to go with her?"

"Okay!" He Miao said loudly.

This is He Miao's progress.

In the past, when He Miao was asked to go for a walk, he must have turned his back to He Xiaoranwo and pretended not to hear.

But now, she can agree generously!

"Has Big Fish contacted Miao Miao again?" He Xiaoran asked.

He Miao nodded: "Yes!"

"Then when you contact Da Yu again, just let Da Yu have time to come back and say that your sister has something to tell him, okay?"

He Miao said loudly: "Okay! Hee hee!"

Xiaomi Li also raised his fleshy little fist and shouted: "Okay!"

Yulingju came back two days later.

He Xiaoran had never asked He Miao to send a message before that he had something to do when he came back. He Xiaoran suggested for the first time that there might be something wrong with Yulingju's intuition.

He came back after finishing filming his part, which meant that his original part was about to be finished. The legend of He Miao allowed him to move forward a little earlier.

He Miao happily ran out, hiding behind the tree at the entrance of the yard, holding a big helmet and looking at Yu Lingju: "Big fish!"

Yulingju's manager glanced at Big Helmet and felt as though his artist had been snatched away by He Miao.

As soon as He Miao saw the agent, he immediately retracted his head.

Yu Lingju looked back at his agent and said, "You should go back and rest early."

broker:"???"

He came all the way back anyway, why don't you even let him come in and sit down?
Chapter completed!