"Boss. Madam ordered you to be taken home directly, saying that the master came back too. It's just a time for the family to get together!" Xiao Li looked at him in the rearview mirror and said carefully.

"Well, go home first!" he sighed and closed his eyes decadent.

As soon as he returned to L City, he felt inexplicably depressed.

Once upon a time, in order to escape all this, he always spent a lot of time traveling and saw as few sick women as possible.

He hated her fake friendly smile, her touch, and even her voice.

He will never forget the disgusting look in her eyes when he first met her.

She looked at him with indifference and disgust, didn't treat him as a child, directly put forward her conditions, and forced him to sign an agreement and be her son with his mother's safety.

When he signed, she took him by the hand to meet all the people of the Euclidean family and affectionately called him myson.

In the applause of the crowd, he clearly felt her cold hand holding his little hand, which made him cry in his eyes.

The cold feeling is still fresh in my memory.

It wrapped around his neck like a disgusting snake and made him unable to breathe.

"Boss! Your cell phone rings." Xiao Li's reminder pulled him back from his memory.

Take it out and see that it's su Ruirui.

"Hello. So accurate?" he was obviously in a better mood at the sight of her name.

"Is it convenient to speak? Did he come to pick up?" Su Ruirui asked in a low voice.

"He didn't come. I heard there was something. Maybe we won't have time to get together until tomorrow," he said pretending to be relaxed.

"Well! But to be on the safe side, you'd better call him and remind him to pay attention. Or, you can quietly send a few people to follow him and protect him."

"I see! We'll consider all these. Don't worry!" he didn't want to continue on this topic. He turned his words and asked, "are you going to stay there for a few days?"

"Three or four days! Assang insisted that I stay and teach her to make distiller's grains!"

"Lees? Can you?"

"Of course. You probably don't know. My mother is from Sichuan. When I was a child, I often saw her do it. I had an image. Later, because I liked drinking, I specially asked my grandmother." speaking of this, her tone became relaxed.

"Next time I want you to cook it for me!"

"No problem. Well, deal with his problem quickly and come to me!"

"Miss me?"

"HMM." the voice over there was a little vague. He was not satisfied with such an answer. He wanted her to make it clear. Unexpectedly, she said hurriedly, "I won't tell you! Assan called me! Bye! You should be good!"

After that, he hung up.

"Oh! It's always so hairy." he sighed and closed his cell phone.

As soon as I got off the bus, I saw ouxiong and OuRen standing side by side at the door waiting for him.

Ouxiong's face showed a rare smile, while Mrs. Ou was a gentle and kind look, looking at his eyes with a soft light.

People who don't know think they are such a warm and happy family.

"Cold?" Mrs. Ou handed her hand and asked softly.

Maybe she was haunted by the disease for too long. She became thinner and thinner.