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Chapter 929 : Fanwai: Go to your house

One month later.

Zhao Yumo received a call from Zhang Yueze, and there was uncontrollable joy in his voice, "Yumo, my father agreed that we should be together. He has decided to withdraw from the business world and hand over the company to my management. From now on, the Li family will never have a chance.

Threaten me again."

She took a long breath and was overjoyed, "Well, that's great. Then you have to work harder and take care of the company. Don't live up to your dad's expectations."

"Well, don't worry, I will live up to no one's expectations, especially you... Let's celebrate tonight."

"Okay, where did you go?"

"Go to your house." Zhang Yueze's tone was full of hidden meanings.

Zhao Yumo glared with bright eyes and said, "You are really stingy. Wouldn't it be nice to treat me to a five-star hotel?"

"Well, I won't go...the hotel makes people daydream." He sounded like a gentleman.

"Tch! Stop pretending to be innocent." Zhao Yumo snickered and curled his lips.

"That's right, so I'm going to your house. You don't have to pretend to be innocent when you get there, just go ahead and take action."

"Fuck you..." Zhao Yumo smiled half-heartedly, and added at the end, "Go to my house, you have to cook."

There was silence on the phone for a moment, and he said lazily: "No need to cook, it's enough for you to eat."

Zhao Yumo glared at the phone and said, "I'm going to kill you." Then he hung up.

After a while, I received a text message on my phone: Xutian's candlelight dinner, do you like it?... It will be sent directly to your home tonight.

Zhao Yumo smiled slightly and put away the phone.

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Yu Keqing lay prone in the bathroom, vomiting non-stop, and turned pale.

Cheng Haochen stood nearby, feeling extremely heartbroken.

During this period, her pregnancy reactions became more and more serious, and she vomited like a mess every time, almost vomiting out her internal organs.

Tonight is already the third time.

He slowly lifted her up, wiped her mouth clean, and asked softly, "Spit it out, will you feel better?"

Yu Keqing was a little out of breath, covering her chest and nodded, "Spit it out, it will feel much better."

Cheng Haochen touched her belly and said with both affection and blame: "You little guy, you lose your temper at such a young age and make your mother feel so uncomfortable... When you are born, your father will spank you."

(Dear friends, I have continued to write more than 20 chapters, and the story is almost developed. Lingdang wants to conclude the story again, so everyone is mentally prepared.)


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