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Chapter 1840

Tianmen Mountain Villa.

Stars and moons in the sky.

In the room, Chen Dong held Chen Youen in his arms and was having fun with Aman, which was warm and sweet.

Chen Youen's big eyes in his arms were as clear and bright as black gems. He looked at Chen Dong and Aman with curiosity, as if they were a doll carved with jade.

With Chen Dong and Aman teasing, Chen Youen's mouth was sometimes curled up and she showed a happy smile.

Compared to the warmth and sweetness in the bedroom.

There was another scene in the study.

Old Long, Fan Lu and Qin Ye were in the shape of a pin character and sat down respectively.

All three of them were filled with sorrow, frowning, and silent.

But in his hands, he kept drawing out a list of items and sweeping his eyes.

The rustling sound of paper rubbing against each other became the only sound in the study.

This process has been going on for a long time, and the atmosphere is extremely depressing.

On the desk in front of the three of them, there was a thick stack of lists stacked.

These... are all lists of war damage sent by Zhenjiangcheng.

Each of the names above represents a heavy snow dragon cavalry army on the battlefield in the Northern Region...wrapped in horses and corpses!

Heavy, bloody lives!

Even if it appears in a name, the meaning represented by it is as heavy as a mountain.

"The list of deaths that were flying in the battle was like snowflakes. Is the situation on the battlefield of the Northern Region so severe?"

Qin Ye grabbed the list in his hand, his eyebrows and eyes were deep, and a trace of grief flashed through him.

"Do you want to notify Mr. Chen?"

Fan Lu looked at Qin Ye and Old Long powerlessly.

When the list of deaths came from Zhenjiangcheng, they knew that Huo Zhenxiao came for Chen Dong.

But after the first few reports, Chen Dong completely refused to understand any words about Zhenjiangcheng.

These lists of deaths were only stopped in front of the three of them!

"Notification? Will the young master read it?"

Old Long smiled particularly bitterly.

If Chen Dong really cared about the war in the northern part of the army, he would not have been so strict that he would not have reported it again after the first few reports.

If your heart dies, everything will never be born!

"But this is not a solution."

Fan Lu gently rubbed the table with her right hand and said worriedly.

"Haha, don't worry about him. I'm on Brother Dong's side."

Qin Ye suddenly sneered, with some resentment in his eyes.

He and Chen Dong are the same type of people. Along the way, he has felt even more painful about Chen Dong’s current experience!

Just finished speaking.

Old Long's cell phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up and looked at it, his eyebrows raised and he looked surprised.

Qin Ye and Fan Lu both noticed Mr. Long's strangeness and looked surprised.

However, Old Long stood up and answered the phone respectfully.

I didn't say a word more throughout the whole process, but I kept saying "Yeah, yeah, yeah" from my mouth and nose.

Bang!

The phone hangs up.

Old Long said in a deep voice: "You are at home to take care of me, I have to go to the airport right away."

"Who is here?" Qin Ye asked.

Old Long hesitated for a moment: "Maybe it is the young master's savior, or maybe it is... a disaster star."

Qin Ye and Fan Lu exclaimed in surprise at the same time, revealing doubt.

When the two of them came to their senses, Old Long had already walked out of the study, and soon the roar of the car engine came from outside.

The two looked at each other.

Fan Lu glanced at the thick list of deaths on the table, thought for a while, and suggested: "Qin Ye, why don't you...you'd better take it to Mr. Chen?"

"Why do you want me to take it? You take it the same."

Qin Ye pursed his lips, shrugged his shoulders, and said with disdain: "When he was playing Dong Ge as a chess piece, he was unscrupulous. Now he needs Dong Ge's help, so he comes with these lists of deaths. What are you doing?

Moral kidnapping?”

"But……"

Fan Lu also wants to defend herself.

Qin Ye stood up, picked up a large list of deaths, and walked out.

"My mother is the most annoying to these moral kidnapping people. She knows the big picture. She doesn't know whether it hurts me, Brother Dong, or not. It's ridiculous!"

Fan Lu sat on the chair and watched Qin Ye leave the study, pulling the corners of her mouth awkwardly, smiling extremely reluctantly.

She knew that almost everyone was in the big picture looking at it.

Only Qin Ye was able to say this because he was completely from Chen Dong's position.

In the room.

There were endless laughter.

Like a silver bell colliding, like a yellow oriole singing.

Chen Dong held Chen Youen and raised his hands high, while Aman on the side also raised his hands and cheered with them.

However, this scene was interrupted by Qin Ye's knock on the door.

Chen Dong looked at Qin Ye walking in with a thick stack of lists. Although he didn't know what it was, he still frowned: "I'm accompanying my daughter and I don't want to deal with things."

"I know, who said he came to you to handle the matter?"

Qin Ye sneered and threw the list in his hand to the ground: "I want to come and accompany my eldest niece, so I promise you to be happy with my daughter. Can't I be envious on the spot?"

Chen Dong glanced at the list of falling and grinned.

"Hahaha... Then you'll envy it."

It was originally a joke.

But Aman was young and ignorant, blinked his big eyes and looked at Qin Ye and said, "Uncle Qin should have a daughter, so that he can play with Youen, Aman will help you take care of him."

The smile on Qin Ye's face suddenly became reluctant.

Chen Dong's smile also froze.

He hurriedly said, "Children's words are rude."

"It's fine."

Qin Ye shook his head, then half-squatted, gently touched Aman's hair with his right hand, and explained with a smile: "Uncle Qin also wants to have a daughter like Youen, but the aunt who gave birth to her uncle

, I'm still in a coma now. When the aunt wakes up in the future, Aman must remember what he said today, helping her uncle and aunt take care of her children."

"Uncle, I'm sorry."

Aman reacted and hurriedly apologized to Qin Ye.

"Hahaha...it's okay."

Qin Ye rubbed Aman's hair pamperedly.

Chen Dong also put Youen on the bed and asked Aman to accompany him.

He pulled Qin Ye to the corridor.

After closing the door, Qin Ye handed over a cigarette at the right time.

Chen Dong took it into his hand and gently twisted the cigarette butt, but did not intend to light it.

"Aman doesn't know what happened to you and Yulan. Tong Yan Wuji, don't take it to heart."

"It's really okay."

Qin Ye held a cigarette in his mouth, leaned against the wall, and said with a smile: "Besides, as long as Brother Dong, you succeed, won't Yulan wake up?"

Chen Dong stood there in a daze.

Qin Ye was holding a cigarette in his mouth and smiling particularly brightly, but there were ripples in his crescent-like eyes.

He raised his hand and patted Chen Dong on the shoulder.

"I'm just talking about it. As a brother, I'm still on your side."

Chen Dong looked at Qin Ye in front of him and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Qin Ye plunged his hands behind his head and looked at the corridor ceiling.
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