Chu Junhan shrank his head and looked at the white-clothed young man who was huffing, swallowed his saliva, walked up with a small step of courage, pulled the corner of his clothes, and muttered in a low voice, "Husband, don't be angry, it's not good if you're angry, isn't it 80 million, we just earn it back." ”

She knew that Wei Ziyuan regarded wealth as his life, and now that he had taken 80 million silver from his small treasury and given it to Qiu Ling, he would definitely be more uncomfortable than anyone else, after all, it was his life!

Wei Ziyuan pulled back his sleeve, tilted his head aside, snorted with his little nose, and muttered without looking at the girl in front of him, "You also know that I am your husband?" Why don't you tell me about such a big thing? ”

"Oh, wasn't it too late!" Chu Junhan stepped forward again, grabbed the sleeve of the young man in white, and squeezed out a flattering smile.

"Daddy." The three-year-old milk baby, biting her tongue and milking milk, vaguely shouted the young man in white, after seeing the heroic female general of the young man in white, her first reaction was not timid, but with her waist inserted and her little finger pointed at her, "Who are you?" Why did you touch me Daddy? ”

Chu Junhan has been away all the year round, and he has been going to Qiande for several months, and the baby obviously doesn't know that the woman who touched his father is his aunt.

"Huan'er?" Chu Junhan looked at the fleshy milk baby, and his mother's love rippled for a moment, and he couldn't help but show a kind gaze, wanting to step forward and pick up his son.

The little milk baby took a step back, her hand still pointing at her, and her chin raised proudly, "Who are you?" Why did you touch my daddy? ”

Chu Junhan's footsteps paused, and the baby questioned for the second time, making her realize that her child didn't know her anymore, and at this moment, she seemed to hear her sad heartbeat.

She didn't force herself to get close to the doll, but stood in place, looking at him with her hands around her chest and jokingly, "Who are you?" Why point at me? ”

"My name is Chu Duhuan, and he is my father." The little milk baby was not timid at all, raised her head and chest, and proudly inserted her small waist, "Then who are you?" ”

"My surname is Chu, who do you say I am?" Chu Junhan squatted down and looked at the baby at eye level, his eyes were soft and happy.

"My mother-in-law who is not at home," the milk baby crossed the threshold, climbed in quickly, swaggering in front of the aisle girl, pinched her face with her fleshy little hands, and pouted, "No wonder I think you look like me, you are the mother who doesn't know how to go home?" ”

"Who taught you that?" Chu Junhan pinched it back fondly, and glanced at the white-clothed young man standing not far away, his eyes became fierce, as if to say: Wei Ziyuan, you just teach the child this? Do you want to die?

"It's not my father who taught me, it's the emperor's grandfather and the queen's grandmother." The milk baby seemed to understand Chu Junhan's thoughts, pinched her face again, and laughed happily like a silver bell.

Chu Junhan suddenly looked back at the little milk baby in front of her, she was intriguing with the enemy and scheming for so many years, why couldn't she see that the milk baby was lying?

First, she knew her father and mother, and although she loved her grandson and complained about her, she could never say such things.

Second, he is only a three-year-old child, how can he see her thoughts? And looking at his cute appearance, he still knows the advantages he should have at this age, which is a necessary skill to grasp people's hearts.

Wei Ziyuan held his forehead, he knew that this stinky boy would talk nonsense, so he hurriedly stopped, "Madam, I didn't teach him this." ”