Su Yichen's eyelids were slightly raised, and his voice was extremely low and he spit out a string of numbers, "7.26 million." ”

“？” Mo Chuxin's eyes moved.

"Porsche." Su Yichen kindly reminded.

Mo Chuxin remembered that he was asking her to pay for the car, and the Porsche was in his garage.

Hold up the title deed in your hand, "Here you go." ”

Su Yichen glanced coldly, and asked rhetorically: "Do you want this small piece of land to compensate me?" ”

Mo Chuxin stared at Su Yichen's eyes, "No." ”

"Heh...... "Honest enough." So what are you giving it to me for? ”

"That's the only money I can give you right now." Mo Chu said bluntly.

"That place belongs to you, I'm useless." Su Yichen retracted his gaze and continued to look out the car window.

The red light turns green, and the car starts slowly and blends into the traffic.

The hustle and bustle of the city passed by like a marquee, but the car was so quiet that you could hear a pin dropping.

Su Yichen recalled Mo Chuxin's reaction just now, before she proposed the land, it was a flash of inspiration, and she easily got what she wanted, but she didn't attract the attention of others, very smart!

The Su family does have a development project there, but this land is not within the scope of development, because it is the Mo family's Huaisang villa, a place where people have died, who wants to live.

However, this excuse is the most appropriate and justified!

Mo Chuxin held the title deed, turned her head to another window, and the surrounding scenery quickly threw behind the car, and she exhaled softly.

Soon, the car stopped in Qingyuan Villa, and Steward Mu hurried to the door to greet him.

"Young Master, why did you come back so early today?" Steward Mu said, but when he saw Mo Chuxin walking out behind him, he said suspiciously: "Miss Mo, why are you ......?"

"Something happened." Mo Chuxin gave Steward Mu an explanation for appearing in Su Yichen's car.

"Did it hurt anywhere?" Steward Mu was worried about supporting people, looking up and down, very nervous.

"Nope." Mo Chuxin smiled and shook his head, "Go in, Steward Mu." ”

"Okay." Steward Mu was still not at ease, "Let the doctor take a look at it later." ”

"It's really fine, Steward Mu." Mo Chuxin tilted his head sideways and stared at Steward Mu's eyes, which were filled with sincere gratitude. Now for Mo Chuxin, the people who can really worry about her can be counted on one hand. So, cherish it.

Walking into the villa, Su Yichen took off his suit, the maid took it, and Mo Chuxin's coat was collected by Steward Mu.

The two walked side by side to the stairs, Mo Chuxin's arms were the title deeds, and Su Yichen was holding on to the handrails of the stairs, and the footsteps of the two made this deserted villa a little lively.

The fork on the second floor, one to the left and the other to the right, the light coming in from the window at the end of the corridor made the shadows of the two meet, Su Yichen stood still and held the doorknob, and said, "Fifteen minutes later, the study will wait for me." ”

Mo Chuxin paused, leaned sideways slightly, and nodded his head, "Okay." ”

Fifteen minutes later

den

Both of them are very punctual, and Mo Chuxin has an unclear sense of belonging here, perhaps this is the power that books bring to people.

She stood by the bookshelf, a book in her hand, flipping through the ......

Su Yichen has been sitting at his desk, sorting out a few documents, in an orderly manner.

"Sit." He finally spoke.

Mo Chuxin put the book back in its original position, walked to the table and sat on the chair.

"Look at this project."

Su Yichen put a plan marked with the transformation of the shantytown of the Su Group in front of Mo Chuxin.

Mo Chuxin lowered his eyes, quietly looked at the document for a few seconds, and then picked it up and looked at it, Su Yichen got up leisurely and walked to the door, just as the housekeeper Mu brought it with afternoon tea.

He took the tea tray, bowed his head, and closed the door to the study. Steward Mu understood that look, and beckoned the two maids who were cleaning the carpet on the second floor, and asked them to follow her down to do something else.

"This is Gemdale's shantytown project." Mo Chuxin's brows gradually furrowed.

"Hmm." Qing Yue's voice responded.

"Show me this, what?" She asked, not knowing why.

He walked slowly, put the tea tray on the coffee table, poured two cups of black tea and put a cup in Mo Chuxin's hand, sat on the leather boss chair with a cup, tasted it carefully, and looked at the courtyard outside the window.

"I'm giving you my full support." The tail note is deep.

The words came out of his mouth, and the tone was strange, as if Mo Chuxin's question just now was very ignorant, don't you understand the voiceover?

"Oh." Mo Chuxin's eyelids lowered slightly, and he continued to look at the information in his hand.