Chapter 20 Come and polish the ink for me

The Song family was stunned.

They would not think that Master Xia's words were really blaming Chu Chen. Only when they regarded Chu Chen as one of their own would they say such words in such a casual tone.

Su Yuexian reacted quickly and smiled, "Master Xia is here, please come in."

Seeing Xia Bei's back as he walked in, the Song family members also came to their senses and hurriedly walked inside.

"Third Miss, Master Ye is here." Outside a villa, a bodyguard of the Song family hurried over. He turned around and walked over before Xia Bei got out of the car.

Song Yan frowned slightly.

Young Master Ye is actually here?

This was beyond her expectation.

After a while, Song Yan sat down and read quietly.

She has made it clear that Ye Shaohuang has nothing to do with her.

Chu Chen's room door opened.

Song Yan took a look and saw that this guy had locked himself in the room for a whole morning, and he didn't look like he was packing his luggage.

"Wife." Chu Chen felt that the more he shouted, the more smoothly he said it. He walked over with a smile, holding a sachet in his hand, "This is for you."

Song Yan was stunned and took the sachet, "The handiwork is quite exquisite, Chu Chen, you must have been doing needlework every day before." Song Yan looked up at Chu Chen and had to admit, this face is suitable for eating.

Soft rice.

"There is an amulet that I personally made for you in the sachet." Chu Chen smiled. If practicing Jiuxuanmen's Thousand Needles Silk Winding skill is needlework, Chu Chen did practice it every day before going down the mountain. "You wear it.

No ghost or ghost can get close to you."

Song Yan couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and then raised the jade pendant on her body, "This jade pendant is the amulet that Taoist Zhang has requested for everyone in the Song family. Is your amulet more powerful than Taoist Zhang's?"

Chu Chen glanced at it with some disdain, "This is the level I was at when I was six years old."

Song Yan couldn't help but rolled her eyes again.

However, Song Yan still put away Chu Chen's sachet, "Young Master Ye is here, you can hide for a while, Xiaoqiu will send you away tonight..." Song Yan paused, looked at Chu Chen, and said,

"Men should still put their careers first."

Chu Chen was ashamed and nodded repeatedly.

"Let's go for a walk by the lake." Chu Chen took the initiative to say, "Otherwise, someone will rush you there later."

Song Yan hesitated for a moment and stood up.

At least, the man in front of her is still her nominal husband today.

Song Yan didn't hate Chu Chen.

As for Ye Shaohuang, Song Yan had already seen his beast-like eyes last night.

Since the Song family cannot afford to offend Ye Shaohuang, they should stay away from him.

The two of them went out, not to the central villa that represented the identity of the family owner, but instead took a walk along Song Lake.

"Chu Chen, where is your home?" Song Yan suddenly asked out of curiosity.

Chu Chen stopped and his expression revealed his longing, "My family is in the capital. I am the young master of the Chu family, the largest family in China. Since childhood... Hey, wife, why are you leaving?"

Chu Chen caught up a few steps.

Song Yan didn't even know how many times she rolled her eyes today.

Suddenly, I felt that it was good for Chu Chen to remain a fool, at least he wouldn't brag like this.

Even the first family of China has spoken out.

Song Yan had never heard of the Chu family among the wealthy families in the capital.

The two walked along the lake, talking a few words from time to time.

Although they had been together day and night for five years, during these five years, Chu Chen always appeared in front of Song Yan as a fool, and there was no common topic between the two.

"Miss Third." Sister-in-law Xiang's voice came from behind, and she ran over panting, "I finally found you."

"They must have sent someone to urge us again." Chu Chen said, "Let them go back and tell Mr. Ye not to disturb our couple's walk."

"No." Sister-in-law Xiang shook her head, "The person who came to visit is not Mr. Ye, but the young master of the Xia family."

Chu Chen and Chu Chen looked at each other.

Soon, the two of them approached the villa hall side by side.

Everyone in the Song family is here, and even Song Xieyang has returned from an outing. It can be seen from the look on Song Xieyang's face that he obviously gained nothing from this trip.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Chu Chen, with complicated expressions and disbelief.

The young master of the Xia family has mentioned Chu Chen's name several times since he entered the house.

If the old man hadn't come in person to receive Young Master Xia, Young Master Xia would have wanted to go directly to Chu Chen.

"I don't know what kind of bad luck I got, but I fell in love with Master Xia." Song Yun looked at Chu Chen and muttered, "Is it possible that Master Xia has never seen a fool before and thinks this fool is interesting?"

Song Yun was full of resentment.

Her husband, Lin, is mainly engaged in the pharmaceutical business.

He was supposed to be the most qualified person in the Song family to negotiate with Young Master Xia, but Young Master Xia chose the fool's son-in-law, Chu Chen.

"Follow me." Song Xieyang led Chu Chen out.

Song Yan looked confused.

Su Yuexian said, "Master Xia and your grandfather went to the study. However, Master Xia specifically told Chu Chen to take him there when he comes."

Song Yan was stunned.

No wonder the Song family looked at Chu Chen with disdain and envy when they first came in.

No other person in the Song family can enjoy this kind of treatment.

In front of the study room.

Song Xieyang couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Song Changqing standing outside the study.

Song Changqing had a smile on his face and seemed to be in a good mood, "Xiao Bei said that he is used to being alone and quiet when writing. Please wait for a moment."

At this time, Xia Bei's voice immediately came from the study room, "Is it Chu Chen here? Let Chu Chen come in and polish the ink for me."

Song Changqing glanced at Chu Chen.

He had met this son-in-law of the Song family on the wedding day of Chu Chen and Song Yan. After that, Chu Chen had never been in Song Changqing's sight.

The study door opens.

Chu Chen stepped in and looked up, seeing Xia Bei sitting on a chair with his head downcast and a writing brush in his hand.

"Young Master Xia is quite elegant." Chu Chen walked forward with a smile, "He actually came to the Song family to write."

"Stop talking nonsense and come and help me think of a solution." Xia Bei rubbed his temples and frowned.

"What can you think of?" Chu Chen asked.

Xia Bei looked a little embarrassed and lowered his voice, "I was chatting with Mr. Song in the lobby just now. He asked me what my usual hobbies were. I said that I like to read books, write and cultivate my sentiments. As a result, the old man said that he wanted to read.

Looking at my painting skills, I also said that the opening ceremony of Jintan City will be held in five days. There will be a youth gathering event for the whole city, so let me write a Qing."

Chu Chen was even more confused and looked at Xia Bei confusedly, "Can't you just write it?"

Xia Bei cried, "But I... I'm just fucking bragging."

Chu Chen, "..."

After Xia Bei explained it again, Chu Chen finally understood.

To give a brief overview, this guy pretended to be cool in front of the old man, but now he is riding a tiger and is unable to get off.

"Don't talk about writing Qing, this thing... I have basically never touched it." Xia Bei waved the brush in his hand, then looked at Chu Chen with a frown, "Hurry up and help me think of a way, let's get through first.

Let’s talk about this now, how about I pretend to be in a heatstroke coma?”
Chapter completed!