In the morning, Chen Chu was awakened by his cell phone.

Last night, she pulled Fu Yan to bed after drinking brown sugar ginger water. It was still early and she was not particularly sleepy. She asked Fu Yan a lot of things he had done before. As she listened, she fell asleep at some point.

Returning to Fu Yan's warm embrace, Chen Chu slept very sweetly last night.

Now that she opened her eyes, Fu Yan was no longer in the room. She yawned and took the cell phone beside her and looked at the caller ID.

After seeing the caller ID clearly, Chen Chu's remaining sleepiness disappeared in an instant. He quickly sat up and answered the phone: "Sewen?"

She hasn't contacted Seven for two years.

"Ms. Shen's life is so good. I'll sleep until this time?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw the familiar Seven accent. Chen Chu laughed: "It's a rare holiday, why don't I sleep for a while?"

Sain on the other end of the phone snorted disdainfully: "This is not like you, a man's nest is very warm."

Chen Chu was embarrassed and changed the topic: "Call me so early, not like you, what's the matter?"

“Transfer topic!”

Saiwen sneered: "Didn't Secretary Fu call me last night and say you want me to take good care of the real young master of the Fu family."

"The eldest young master of the Fu family was quite angry. He lost five million or five million, and he didn't blink. I 'taken' on him all night, which was really not easy."

Chen Chu raised his eyebrows: "How much has he lost?"

"Not much, it's more than 800 million. We have already erased the final number because he is the eldest son of the Fu family."

Chen Chu couldn't help but tickled: "You are quite 'taking care of' him!"

"A big fish finally came. Could it be that I watched him swim past me?"

However, Saiwen didn't mainly say this, "Cheng Ze'an sobered up today. Seeing the 800 million gambling debt, others were already confused and making a fuss in our place. I would not spoil him by ordinary people, but he is Fu Jinye's son. I have to give Fu Yan's face, and I have to give your face even more."

Chen Chu couldn't hear Saiwen's words, she hummed: "Don't, you don't have to give this face, just follow the rules."

No matter how much face he gives at this time, Cheng Zean dares to make trouble for her during the New Year, and naturally she will not let him have a better life.

"Okay, you said this. Don't blame me if you look back."

"Am I that kind of person?"

"I understand, let's bring your man to play somewhere else. There are a lot of messes, I'm dead."

When Chen Chu heard Saiwen's words "your man", his face suddenly became hot and he responded with a nasal voice: "Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Chu looked up at Fu Yan, who had been standing at the door, and smiled: "Sewen called."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows: "How much did Cheng Zean lose?"

Chen Chu raised his hand and compared a number.

"Eighty million?"

She shook her head: "800 million."

Fu Yan tsk: "It seems that he really regards himself as the successor of Fu's family."

He said, walked in and opened the curtains: "Don't worry about him, get up first for breakfast, I'll go back to MK later."

Fu Yan said, turned around and came back, and took the coat beside him and wrapped Chen Chu, then picked him up from the bed.

Chen Chu was embarrassed: "You go and do it myself."

Fu Yan put her on her fur slippers: "No hurry, baby is important."

Chen Chu glanced at him, "I'll go wash up."
Chapter completed!