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Chapter 11 Hello Uncle (11)

The moment he got the key, Bai Cha's heart trembled.

This is the emotion left over from the original owner.

Before the original owner committed suicide, her biggest wish was to go home, but she couldn't get the key to her home...

Holding the key, before he could digest those emotions, Bai Dingguo's voice sounded again.

"You should think carefully about what uncle said, Xiaocha, you are the only child, I will not harm you if anyone harms you."

Bai Cha almost laughed out loud after hearing this.

Won't it hurt me?

You won't harm me!

Bai Dingguo really dared to say that.

But it's not the time to fall out, she still pretends to be grateful: "Thank you, uncle. Without uncle, I really don't know what I would do."

Bai Dingguo reached out and was about to pat Bai Cha on the shoulder, pretending to be a good uncle.

But the moment his hand fell, Bai Cha stood up from the sofa and avoided Bai Dingguo's hand naturally:

"I will seriously consider what uncle said. I have classes this morning so I won't spend much time with uncle. Next time I have time, I will come back to thank you uncle."

What a joke, now that the key is in hand, why does she continue to stay here and compromise with Bai Dingguoxu?

Bai Dingguo didn't expect Bai Cha to leave so soon, and he didn't have time to say many things.

But just now he had asked Bai Cha to pay attention to his studies. If he didn't let Bai Cha go now, he would slap himself in the face.

Thinking of this, even if he was unwilling to do so, he had to pretend to smile: "Okay, if you have any difficulties, just ask your uncle. You have to remember that your uncle will always be the closest person to you, and he will not harm you. Later,

Uncle asked someone to take you to school."

"Thank you uncle, but I won't bother my uncle's driver. My friend is waiting for me outside."

When Bai Cha was called a friend, Bai Dingguo sneered inwardly.

After all, she is still a child and she wants to save face. In her current situation, who would be friends with her?

But since she said so, as an elder, there is no reason why she can't fulfill her wish.

He pondered for a second: "That's it, then go ahead."

After delivering the white tea and walking to the door, he suddenly saw two gift boxes placed on the shoe cabinet, and immediately came up with a plan: "Take these things to eat. Uncle can't eat too much here. You are at the age where you use your brain, so you have to make up for it."

One supplement.”

Bai Dingguo stuffed several gift boxes into Bai Cha's hands.

These gift boxes are all classic models from a certain health care product company this year, which is famous for its packaging.

Not only does the packaging look good, but the most important thing is that it is heavy, very heavy.

Coming out of Bai's house, Bai Cha was carrying a heavy gift box with a sneer on his face.

After walking out of the unit building, she paused for a moment and turned to look towards the eighth floor. A soft but weird smile appeared on her non-offensive face.

Upstairs, Bai Dingguo, who had been spying secretly, caught Bai Cha's eyes off guard.

At that moment, he felt that the little bitch's gaze was like an arrow, piercing the sky and piercing directly into his body.

The hairs on my back suddenly stood up, and my body was covered with tiny goose bumps.

He subconsciously took half a step back and stood where Bai Cha couldn't see him.

It took him a few seconds to realize that the house was equipped with one-way glass, and the scene inside the house could not be seen from the outside.

I wiped off the sweat on my forehead and looked again. On the long asphalt road, only a petite, thin but straight figure was left.

So that moment just now was an illusion, right?

Bai Cha is just a fool who was raised useless by his elder brother. How could he have that kind of look...

An illusion, it must be an illusion.

He took a sip of tea to calm down the fear he had just felt, and did not want to think about this little hoof anymore.

Before Bai Cha left the community, he noticed a familiar luxury car parked in a parking space on the roadside.

Before she could get closer, the driver of the car had already gotten out of the car and took the initiative to help her put the heavy supplements in the trunk.

After getting into the car, Bai Cha waved his hands.

This body is really very delicate, and after just carrying something like that for a while, red marks appeared on it.

"Didn't you say there was a meeting today?"

Fu Xuan folded the newspaper in his hand: "By the way, what's wrong with your hand?"

By the way? What a coincidence.

She stretched out her hand in front of Fu Xuan: "My hand hurts."

Fu Xuan looked at his white and tender tofu-like palms that were congested and turned red: "Delicate."

He said this, but still put down the newspaper and kneaded the palms of his hands for Bai Cha.

"Who gave me such a delicate life?" Bai Cha chuckled, enjoying Fu Xuan's gentle massage.

When the driver returned to the car, he saw Fu Xuan gently asking if the white tea still hurt.

He couldn't help but complain in his heart: If this spreads out, I'm afraid everyone's jaws will be shocked. The great white shark in the mall that eats people without spitting out their bones would pinch people's hands. I don't dare to think about it.

However, he has driven the car for the second master for so many years, and he sincerely hopes that the second master can meet someone who is considerate and understanding.

It's just that this girl is a bit young, and her second husband is a little bit like an old cow eating young grass.

But it’s not a big problem. Gender is not an issue when it comes to true love, let alone your age.

What's more, his second father-in-law looks only in his mid-twenties. If his hair were let down and not so dark, he would probably look younger.

"Second Master, will you go back to the company or your old home next?"

Bai Cha couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.

The driver was still confused and didn't understand why Bai Cha suddenly laughed. Did he say something wrong?

Bai Cha turned his head and looked at Fu Xuan with interest: "Is this the smooth road Mr. Fu said?

Did you come to pick me up specially?"

After being exposed, Fu Xuan didn't show any anger. He just pressed harder and said, "It seems that my hand doesn't hurt anymore."

Bai Cha immediately smiled even more charmingly: "If Mr. Fu stops by to lay hands on me, it will definitely not hurt anymore."

Fu Xuan let go of Bai Cha's hand: "Since it doesn't hurt anymore, sit up straight. It looks like you are swaying around."

Hearing what Fu Xuan said, Bai Cha immediately pressed her whole body against him even more, and her laughter was as clear as a silver bell: "No."

When Fu Xuan listened to Bai Cha's melodious laughter, the little awkwardness in his heart gradually disappeared.

Knowing that he came to pick her up specially, is she so happy?

He looked sideways at Bai Cha, who was smiling as brightly as the sun, and was gradually infected by her emotions.

At this moment, my heavy heart seemed to be two years younger, and it was beating even more cheerfully.

Bai Cha had laughed enough and leaned on Fu Xuan to calm down his breathing: "Since Mr. Fu is so along for the ride, can you take me to the Bai family villa along the way? It's not far."

Listening to Bai Cha's coquettish voice.

Fu Xuan subconsciously ordered the driver to go to the Prodigal Villa.

After saying this, he realized that he was actually indulging this little woman.

But Bai Cha is so much younger than him, and he has just experienced the pain of losing his father, so it doesn't matter if he is pampered a little.

It won't be spoiled anyway.

What's more, this person is his special antidote.

"Bai Dingguo didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Bai Cha leaned lazily on the man's shoulder and gently played with the man's hair with his fingers: "If I say that he is making things difficult for me, what are you going to do?"

Fu Xuan caught Bai Cha's hand playing with his hair and held it firmly in his hand to prevent her hand from continuing to act like a monster: "There is nothing I can do."


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