Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Li An’an had passed out at so point in ti. When she woke up, she felt very comfortable, as if she had been washed. She turned around and found that she was no longer in Chu Yichen’s office, but in the villa that Chu Yichen had given her.
She rembered the children and hurriedly looked for her bag. Fortunately, it was on the bedside table.
“Auntie Li, I have sothing on today and can’t pick up the children. Please help pick them up. If I don’t co back tonight, please stay there. There’s 200 yuan in the top drawer of my wardrobe. Take it to buy food for the children. ”
Auntie Li agreed readily.
Li An’an had just hung up the phone when she saw Chu Yichen walking in. He looked extrely sullen and he was holding a black bag in his hand.
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