Chapter 20 You come and polish the ink for me

The Song family was stunned.

They wouldn't think that Xia Shaoye's words were really blaming Chu Chen. Only by treating Chu Chen as their own person would they say such words in such a fragmented tone.

Su Yuexian quickly reacted and smiled, "Young Master Xia, please come in."

As Xia Bei walked in, the Song family also regained their senses and hurriedly walked inside.

"Miss San, Young Master Ye is here." Outside a villa, a bodyguard from the Song family rushed over. Before Xia Bei got off the car, he turned around and walked over.

Song Yan frowned lightly.

Ye Shaohuang, why did he come?

This is beyond her expectations.

Half a meeting, Song Yan sat down and quietly read a book.

She has made it clear that Emperor Ye has nothing to do with her.

Chu Chen's room door opened.

Song Yan glanced at him and realized that he had been locked in his room all morning, and it didn't seem like he was packing his luggage.

"Wife." Chu Chen felt as he shouted more and more fluently. He walked over with a smile on his face, holding a sachet in his hand. "It's for you."

Song Yan was stunned and took the sachet. "The craftsmanship is quite exquisite, Chu Chen. You probably used to do needlework every day, right?" Song Yan looked up at Chu Chen and had to admit that this face was suitable for eating soft rice.

"There is a talisman that I personally made for you inside the sachet," Chu Chen smiled. If practicing the Thousand Needles Wrapping Silk skill of the Nine Profound Men was needlework, Chu Chen did practice it every day before going down the mountain. "If you wear it on your body, no ghosts or monsters can get close to you."

Song Yan couldn't help but roll her eyes and then lifted the jade pendant on her body. "This jade pendant is the talisman that Zhang Daochang has been seeking for every member of the Song family. Is your talisman even more powerful than Zhang Daochang's?"

Chu Chen glanced at it with some disdain and said, "This is my level when I was six years old."

Song Yan couldn't help but roll her eyes again.

However, Song Yan still put away Chu Chen's sachet. "Ye Shaohuang is here, please hide for a while. Xiao Qiu will see you off tonight..." Song Yan paused and looked at Chu Chen, saying, "Men should still prioritize their careers."

Chu Chen blushed with sweat and nodded repeatedly.

"Let's take a walk by the lake," Chu Chen took the initiative to speak. "Otherwise, someone will urge you over later."

Song Yan hesitated for a moment and stood up.

At least, the person in front of her is still her nominal husband today.

Song Yan did not dislike Chu Chen.

And Ye Shaohuang, Song Yan had already seen his beastly gaze last night.

Since the Song family cannot afford to provoke Emperor Ye Shaohuang, then stay away from him.

The two of them walked out and did not go to the central villa representing their family's identity, but instead took a walk along Song Lake.

"Chu Chen, where is your home?" Song Yan suddenly asked curiously.

Chu Chen stopped and his expression showed longing. "My home is in the capital, and I am the young master of the Chu family, the first family in China. Since childhood... Hey, wife, how did you leave?"

Chu Chen caught up a few steps.

Song Yan didn't even know how many times she rolled her eyes today.

I suddenly felt that Chu Chen was in a good state of being a fool, at least not boasting so much.

Even the first family of China has been mentioned.

Song Yan had never heard of the Chu family among the wealthy families in the capital.

The two walked along the lake, occasionally saying a few words.

Although they spent five years together day and night, Chu Chen appeared in front of Song Yan as a fool, and there was no common topic between the two.

"Miss San," came Sister Xiang's voice from behind, panting as she ran over. "Finally, we've found you."

"They sent someone to urge us again," Chu Chen said. "Let them go back and tell Ye Shaohuang not to disturb our husband and wife's walk."

"No," Sister Xiang shook her head. "The person who came to visit is not Ye Shaohuang, but the young master of the Xia family."

Chu Chen and the other looked at each other.

Quickly, the two walked shoulder to shoulder towards the villa lobby.

The people of the Song family are all here, and even Song Xieyang has gone out and returned. From Song Xieyang's face and expression, it is evident that there was no gain from this trip.

Everyone's gaze was focused on Chu Chen, with a complex and incredulous expression.

The young master of the Xia family has mentioned Chu Chen's name several times since he entered the door.

If it weren't for the old man personally coming to receive Xia Shaoye, Xia Shaoye would have wanted to go directly to Chu Chen.

"I don't know what kind of bad luck I had, but I flattered Young Master Xia." Song Yun looked at Chu Chen and muttered, "Is it possible that Young Master Xia has never seen a fool before and thinks he's quite interesting?"

Song Yun was full of resentment.

Her husband is from the Lin family, mainly engaged in the pharmaceutical business.

He should have been the most qualified candidate among the Song family to negotiate with Xia Shaoye, but Xia Shaoye chose a foolish son-in-law, Chu Chen.

"You come with me," Song Xieyang walked out with Chu Chen.

Song Yan looked puzzled.

Su Yuexian said, "Young Master Xia and your grandfather went to the study, but Young Master Xia specifically reminded them to take Chu Chen over when he arrived."

Song Yan was dumbfounded.

No wonder when the Song family first came in, they looked at Chu Chen with disdain and envy in their eyes.

There is no second person in the Song family who can enjoy this treatment.

In front of the study.

Song Xieyang couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Song Changqing standing outside the study.

"Song Changqing had a smile on his face and seemed to be in a good mood. 'Xiao Bei said,' When he writes, he's used to being quiet alone. Please wait a moment, '" he said

At this moment, Xia Bei's voice immediately came from the study, "Is Chu Chen here? Let Chu Chen come in and polish my ink."

Song Changqing glanced at Chu Chen.

The son-in-law of the Song family who came to his doorstep, he had met Chu Chen and Song Yan on their wedding day, and since then, Chu Chen has never entered the sight of Song Changqing.

The door to the study opens.

Chu Chen stepped in and looked up to see Xia Bei sitting on a chair, dejected and holding a brush in his hand.

"Young Master Xia is quite elegant," Chu Chen walked forward with a smile. "Surprisingly, he came to the Song family to write."

"Stop talking nonsense, come and help me think of a way quickly." Xia Bei rubbed his temples and looked worried.

"What can I do?" Chu Chen asked.

Xia Bei's expression was somewhat awkward, and he lowered his voice. "I was chatting with Mr. Song in the lobby just now. He asked me what my hobbies are, and I said, 'I like reading books, writing, and cultivating my character.' However, the old man said he wanted to see my painting skills and also mentioned that five days later, there will be a grand opening ceremony in Jintan City. There will be a youth gathering event for the whole city, and he asked me to write a poem."

Chu Chen became even more puzzled and looked at Xia Bei in a daze. "Then you can just write it, right?"

Xia Bei cried, "But I... his mother am just bragging."

Chu Chen, "..."

After Xia Bei explained it again, Chu Chen finally understood.

In a nutshell, this guy pretended to be intimidating in front of the old man, but now it's hard to get off.

"Not to mention writing blue, I've hardly touched this thing before." Xia Bei waved his brush and then looked at Chu Chen with a worried expression. "Can you help me think of a way to pass this level first, or should I pretend to be unconscious from heatstroke?"

Chu Chen saw that Xia Bei seemed to be about to faint, shook his head, and said casually, "It's just a matter of writing a piece of ink. Come and polish it for me."