"I'll give you five hundred thousand to make those stinky men leave my daughter."
Chen Yu raised his eyebrows, picked up the bank card on the table, and said calmly: "Although I don't know why you came to me, I am very happy."
"The password is her birthday. You should know what to do." Li's mother was not surprised at all by Chen Yu's words. She put down these words and left directly.
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Chen Yu carried Li Xihuai into the car with a princess in his arms, and thought for a moment in the car: It was already early in the morning, and sending her back now would definitely disturb Aunt Li. It's better to take her to my house first.
Chen Yulao carried Li Xihuai to bed and went to the kitchen to make a cup of honey water. She poked Li Xihuai's face, her eyes filled with tenderness.
Li Xihuai's lips moved and she murmured something. Chen Yu put his ear close to her lips, and she could vaguely hear a few words: "Chen... Yu, I really... Like you."
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