Startled by the intimacy of the milk doll's sudden rain and sunny weather, a fairy's hand trembled slightly, secretly thinking that this doll is really emotional, and it comes and goes quickly.

After tossing and turning for a while, Qianwan finally finished wiping the ointment, remembered what Xia Jie told her, and asked again, "Does Xiao Chen want to go to school?" ”

Lian Chen was stunned for a moment, going to school?

Qianwan nodded, "At your age, you should go to elementary school." ”

Thinking of those who mocked him in the school, Lian Chen's eyes flashed a trace of darkness, and he slowly shook his head, his tone was a little resistant, "I don't want to go." ”

"Yes." Qianwan responded with a rare response, and as soon as Lian Chen wanted to smile, he heard a faint voice from a certain immortal, "...... Yes, I should go to junior high school. ”

Lian Chen: ......

Something that is usually finalized in a thousand nights cannot be refuted......

Even how Lian Chen plays cuteness (he doesn't have this skill).

So an hour later, Xia Jie quickly brought the news of the class that had been contacted, Class A of Yingsheng Middle School, which is the top private middle school in the city.

Lian Chen leaned on the side of the bed helplessly, holding a bunch of introductions about the school and teachers in his hand, and the treacherous-sounding laughter before Xia Jie left echoed in his ears, "Little master, Miss said, you will go to class after recuperating at home for a week~"

Lian Chen: ......

Xia Jie: O(∩_∩)O is a small sample, fighting with uncle.

……

After coming out of Lian Chen's room, Qianwan went back to the study.

Originally, it was planned to meet with the Black Tiger tonight, although the Xia family was trying their best to wash their hands, but some transaction chains still couldn't get out for a while.

Just like with Black Tiger, the business of underground casinos, the two have always cooperated, but those casinos remember the name of Black Tiger.

Father Xia has always wanted to take out the Xia family, and took the opportunity to divide the casino account.

It's a pity that the black tiger seems to know Father Xia's thoughts, and he hides the pile of documents that prove his cooperation with the Xia family, but he doesn't know the slightest rumor.

This makes it clear that he doesn't want to give up this chain of making black money, and he can't let the Xia family, who wants to protect himself, stay out of the matter.

If Gu Anbai was allowed to get those documents, the Xia family would be terrible.

However, even though he knew that the police might have buried eyeliner over there, the original owner still went. It is clearly written in the life book that at this meeting, the black tiger was arrested, squatted in the bureau for half a month, and shook the affairs of the two casinos cleanly.

As for who that eyeliner is?

Scold......

The original owner took him with him at that time.

Poured tea into his mouth without hurry, Qianwan's eyebrows raised slightly, this is definitely going to go.

Those documents were placed in the Black Tiger, and my aunt and grandmother were not very relieved, so it was more appropriate to take them back to the Xia family for safekeeping.

Since the original owner's wish is to let the Xia family not repeat the mistakes of the past, then she has to remove all those hidden dangers.

Rubbing the teacup in his hand, a trace of interest crossed his eyes.

My aunt and grandmother want to see how Gu Anbai wants to avoid suspicion this time.

……

Basement.

Gu Anbai's eyes were sharp, and he hit the sandbag with one punch, and large drops of sweat appeared on his forehead, sliding down the well-defined contour of his face.

Wearing only a camouflage vest, revealing strong abdominal muscles, he was full of a rigid and wild handsomeness.

"Lao Bai!" A man entered the basement, neatly climbed over the railing around the boxing ring, carried a few bottles of beer in his hand, and walked over with a smile, "I said you were in the basement, no, I really found it." ”

Gu Anbai slammed his fist on the sandbag, looked in the direction of the comer, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Looking for me?" ”

"It's something." The man smiled and handed over a bottle of beer, "Miss asked me to take the talk, hurry up and get ready, and go out for a yo-yo tonight." ”