Cheng Anyue enters the house and closes the door.

There was no one in the living room. She opened the shoe cabinet to look for her slippers. However, all the shoe cabinets were rummaged and found nothing.

No way. She took off her shoes and put them on her feet.

She walked through the living room and went straight back to her room.

She and her brother's room are next to each other. The door of her brother's room is not closed. She can vaguely hear the voice of her mother Zhou Yue. She is gentle and disgusting.

"Son, don't sleep, wait for your mother to give you a bath before you sleep, good boy."

Cheng yaoyang was not happy and muttered, "Mom, I'm so sleepy. I don't want to take a bath. Please let me sleep."

"What if you don't take a bath? What if you itch at night? Isn't Mom going to die of heartache? "

"Oh, I'm so bored."

……

Cheng Anyue stood at the door and didn't go in.

What her younger brother dislikes has always been her extravagant hope.

It is because it is extravagant, so it will never be possible to get.

At this time, the door of the master bedroom opened, and Cheng huaisong came out. He had already put on his home clothes.

When he saw Cheng Anyue, he was stunned. Then he said with a smile, "don't you have to have class tomorrow? Have a rest early."

"Dad, you too." Cheng Anyue followed and turned to enter the room.

Cheng huaisong watched an Yue's door close, and his eyes fell on Cheng yaoyang. He pushed the door and went in.

Seeing his wife Zhou Yue wiping his son's body, he frowned slightly, "how old is he? Can't he take a bath?"

"Keep your voice down, don't make my son sleep!" Zhou Yue frowned and his face was full of displeasure.

Cheng huaisong is also very helpless about his wife's doting on his son. In fact, he doesn't love his son less.

So just now that words also just painless mention, really want to let the son don't take a bath to sleep, he also distressed.

But

He looked at his wife and said, "Anyue seldom goes home once. Can't you give her a good face? Your daughter, anyway

"If she didn't come out of my stomach, do you think she came into this house?" Zhou Yue sneered.

Cheng huaisong looks at his wife and knows that her heart knot is always there. It's hard to persuade her.

"After all, she's an Shao now. If you don't look at the Buddhist's face, you have to be nice to her for the sake of our family's career."

Zhou Yue smell speech, sneer, "know, think of her young age was a man to sleep, I can't nausea."

"Keep your voice down!" Cheng huaisong gave a low drink. He subconsciously looked at the door behind him. Seeing that the door was open, he immediately closed it.

He looked at Zhou Yue and warned, "I don't want to hear that again. If you mention it again, don't blame me for being rude."

Zhou Yue's face is stiff. Now Cheng huaisong is in charge of the whole family. It's not the beginning.

"I see," she said in a muffled voice

On the song side, although the mother and son heard their conversation, they didn't understand it very well.

But the Song Dynasty felt that Cheng's husband and wife had little affection for Cheng Anyue. What must have happened in the two months since Cheng Anyue disappeared.

In hotels abroad, men in bathrobes sit at their desks reading papers.

There's a computer in front of you, and there's a video conference going on.

There are all kinds of Europeans, speaking German, reporting their work.

Suddenly, a phone call came in.

The young man immediately suspended the video conference and answered the phone.

It's so quiet in the room that the voice on the phone can be heard clearly.

"At present, everything is going well. Miss Cheng has returned to Cheng's home. "

" MMM! " The young man hung up and continued the video conference.

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