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The second uncle that Chen Yufan spoke of was naturally the second son of elder Chen Zhenghe, Chen Yuanrong. There were two young masters below Chen Yuanrong, so this made the Chen family's heir too complicated. It was still a question as to who would inherit the Chen Clan's pulse in the future. However, Chen Ruoshi did not want to join in, nor did she want to. Hence, this year's gate, she chose to run far away, as though the Chen family would have a huge decision.

"Everything is fine at home, it's just that aunt kept nagging at you that she missed you." "Let's see when you can return!" Chen Ruoshi said as she continuously rubbed her palms.

The aunt she spoke of was Chen Zhenghe's youngest daughter. It was now almost thirty years old and she still hadn't left the pavilion. However, she was also a well-known female prodigy in the capital, and her artistic talent was very developed. When he was very young, he had met Chen Yufan a few times, and stayed at the Jin Ling for a period of time as well.

"Ha ha!" Thinking back to that young woman who had hugged him tightly and refused to let him go, Chen Yufan faintly smiled twice, but didn't say anything more.

"When did you arrive at the Jin Ling?" Chen Yufan suddenly asked.

Chen Ruoshi pouted, "We just arrived! Originally, I wanted to give you a pleasant surprise, but who would have known that you, a lazy bum, would still be sleeping! " She pointed at the wristwatch in her hand as she slept and said, "Look at this, look at what time it is, it's almost afternoon." "Humph!"

Hmph! "Chen Ruoshi seemed to be acting like a spoiled child as she pulled Chen Yufan along." Hurry, hurry and go eat. This is a dish I specially made for you. Let's go out and have a look after we finish eating. "

"Where to?" Chen Yufan laughed: "The Jin Ling is not comparable to the capital, there's nothing fun about it!"

Chen Ruoshi seemed to not care at all: "No matter where, you just have to accompany me!" As she said this, she continued to urge her, "Soon soon!"

Chen Yufan was helpless, he could only put on his wide pajamas and get up, but when he walked into the dining hall, a rich fragrance wafted into his nose. The dishes on the table were completely colored. Chen Ruoshi was slightly pleased: "How is it? Do you still like it? " As she spoke, she pressed Chen Yufan down onto the table.

It was hard to imagine that the Little Princess, who was in the middle of a rich family's room in the capital, would actually be able to produce such a delicious delicacy, Chen Yufan almost felt that the world had started to go crazy. Under Chen Ruoshi's satisfied gaze, Chen Yufan practically swept through all the delicacies on the table like a tornado. The manner of eating was extremely rude.

Chen Ruoshi just sat in front of him, supporting her head with her fair arms, looking extremely cute, as she watched Chen Yufan's unceasing tornadoes and clouds, her pair of beautiful eyes agilely moving about, as though she was admiring an extremely beautiful and moving art piece, and chuckling from time to time.

Towards Chen Yufan's rough manner of eating it, Chen Ruoshi did not feel that it was bad, but instead, involuntarily felt a sense of pride. It was unknown when she had begun fantasizing about herself cooking for Chen Yufan like a little wife. Seeing him chew big mouthfuls of food, it seemed to be a kind of affirmation and enjoyment.

"Xiao Si, I've never heard that your culinary skills are actually this good!" Chen Yufan suddenly raised his head, the remnants of the fragrance of food still lingering in the corner of his mouth as he spoke indistinctly. Perhaps he was truly very hungry. After three days of seclusion, he would be in a state where he could not even move. This was the proper way for a person to be hungry.

However, his words caused Chen Ruoshi to become excited. She giggled and said, "When I was very young, mom told me that if I want to capture a man's heart, I have to grab his stomach first."

"Cough, cough!" Chen Yufan suddenly coughed a few times, as if he was choked by the delicious food on the table.

Chen Ruoshi immediately stood up, and went to Chen Yufan's back in a very considerate manner, and continued to stroke his back, a pair of small hands, like feathers, lightly gliding across his back, causing people to feel at ease. The corner of his mouth twitched as he complained, even blaming himself: "Slow down, slow down! "What's the hurry? Is there anything else?"

"I'll get you some soup. Wait a moment!" "It's almost done!" As she spoke, she took two quick steps towards the kitchen.

Chen Yufan looked at this beautiful figure that was as beautiful as an angel, as though she had sunk into an indescribable infatuation. Not long after, a bowl of delicious soup was served. The surface of the water was still, but steam was coming out of it. It was thick and white, with some green rapeseed on it. It looked delicious.

Chen Ruoshi was very careful. She carefully stirred it, then used a small clean bowl to scoop up a bowl and placed it in front of Chen Yufan. She laughed: "Have a taste, how does it taste?"

Chen Yufan picked up the bowl of soup, ignored everything else, and drank with his head raised. Chen Ruoshi even warned him, "Slow down, slow down, and be careful of the heat!"

However, Chen Yufan was completely unaware, as he drank the entire bowl of scalding soup, a warm feeling filled his heart. He wiped the corner of his mouth, and his actions were much more elegant than when he was eating. A faint smile appeared on his face once more as he said: "You didn't eat at all?"

Chen Ruoshi laughed lightly and shook his head: "I already ate it on the plane, I'm not hungry!"

After so many years of not seeing him, Chen Ruoshi had already grown up into a big girl. Her smile of a ghost horse was still the same as when she was young, but the feeling that came from her bones was completely different. It was as warm as clear water. If one were to talk about Su Jingjing's little family's jade, Nalan Yanyan was an angel, Shangguan Qingxue was an ice beauty, then Chen Ruoshi would definitely be a clear spring water.

What realm was this? That was the state of Perfection like Water, a state that benefited all living things without contending. This kind of girl was perfect as a wife.

Just when Chen Yufan was thinking about that, a burst of sound came out, bringing about a strong sense of anger.

Chen Ruoshi wrinkled her brows in doubt, and lightly bit her finger: "Third Uncle and Third Aunt shouldn't be coming back at this time, who exactly is it?" Suspicion filled Little Torture, as she stared straight at Chen Yufan, as if her big toy was going to be snatched away if she wasn't careful. There was a hint of nervousness on her little face.

Chen Yufan innocently spread out his hands and shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. How could Chen Ruoshi believe that? He immediately pouted as if he was eating meat: "Yufan, you're so outstanding, don't tell me that when we were at school, you didn't have many female friends? "Tell me honestly?"

"Excellent?" Chen Yufan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I don't think so!"

After saying that, he hurriedly stood up and walked towards the door. Chen Ruoshi curled her lips behind him and said: "I don't believe you, you liar! I will make you confess tonight! "Humph!" Muttering his small mouth, the more Chen Ruoshi thought about it, the more upset she felt. Her face instantly turned as cold as ice and frost, and a huge sense of loss slowly surfaced.

Chen Yufan arrived in front of the door within a few steps, fiercely opened it, and then froze in place. A look of disbelief flashed across his eyes as he said, "Sister Liu …"

Standing in front of Chen Yufan's door was Liu Jia, who was wearing a police uniform, and a few middle-aged men, who were also wearing the same police uniform. Chen Yufan could tell that the person leading them was a thin middle-aged man. The middle aged man held a long cigar in his hand and laughed: "You are Chen Yufan?"

Chen Yufan nodded silently. Although he was the young master of the Mayor, Chen Yufan was not very interested in politics. So these people, who often deal with politics, are not very familiar. These people very rarely came to his house to be his guests, but Chen Yufan knew about this middle-aged man who had a smart face, he should be the secretary of the Jin Ling, Gu Feng.

"You should be Uncle Gu, right? My dad isn't home …"