"Yes, but we have to go with you, and then go back to the police station for an investigation."

Gu Wenlun's eyes were dim, and he responded with a smile.

When he comes back from the police station, he must make Chi Temple look good.

At the same time, he will also get the hundred-year-old lotus seeds.

Rong Huang walked in three steps, and finally came to the door of the office slowly.

"Miss Rong, sir is waiting for you inside." The chief assistant knocked on the door for Rong Huang very considerately, with a confused smile on his face.

Rong Huang: "...Thank you."

Sosuke continued to smile, "You're welcome."

"What are you doing standing at the door?" A man with a cold voice came from the office, "Come in."

The door closed behind Rong Huang.

Rong Huang stood at the door holding the thermos cup, wishing to bury his little head in his chest.

"Come here." Chisi looked at the little girl who was trying to shrink herself into a quail not far away, with her index finger bent and lightly squeezing the table top.

Rong Huang took a breath and walked forward looking at death like home.

Rong Huang put the thermos cup on the desk and pushed it towards Chisi, "I will make you chrysanthemum tea to keep you healthy."

Chi Temple chuckled indifferently.

Rong Huang was immediately confused.

Ah no, from the heart.

Never feel ashamed.

Rong Huang took a small step to come to Chi Temple, opened the lid of the thermos cup, and sent it to Chi Temple, "Here, look, it's incense."

The man ignored the words of the little girl who was concentrating on changing the subject. He glanced at the "Little Prince" on the coffee table that hadn't even opened it, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.

"What did you promise me before?" Chi Temple looked at the thermos cup that was shaking and continued, "Remember what I told you?"

Rong Huang licked his lower lip, some of the jar was broken, "I don't know, I don't remember."

Chi Si almost laughed, but as a tyrant, he was not allowed to laugh at this critical time.

"Then I'll tell you, you will be punished for disobedience."

Rong Huang whispered softly, "I didn't say it, you said it."

"You didn't agree?" Chi Temple asked back.

Rong Huang grunted, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Chisi looked at the little girl whose tail seemed to be drooping down, and felt a little reluctant for a while.

It's just a silly kid who has to be watched by someone to eat.

The difficulty of making her obedient is almost as difficult as he can stand up again.

Chisi put down the thermos cup in the little girl's hand, and the chrysanthemum on the tea surface in the cup swung.

"Come here." Chi Temple beckoned.

Rong Huang leaned forward obediently, with a soft voice, "What's the matter?"

Smelling the lotus and milk scents entwined in his nose, the man's eyes were slightly deep, and the tears on the corners of his eyes became much more gorgeous.

Chi Si took the little girl over, sat on her unconscious lap, and raised her left arm.

The red mark on it has gone down.

Chi Temple's rough fingertips lightly rubbed, but still didn't feel cruel, "Does it still hurt?"

Rong Huang got down on the donkey along the slope, leaning against Chi Temple as if he was boneless, acting coquettishly, "It still hurts."

Chi Temple chuckled, "Deserve you."

Rong Huang: "Humph!"

"Can you tell me now, how exactly did Gu Wenlun offend you?" Chi Temple asked Rong Huang's soft white forearm in his palm, and asked casually.

Rong Huang's eyes rolled back, and he said nonsense seriously, "I said it all, he is plotting against me."

"Really?" Chi Temple was dubious.

He received the news from the chief assistant that Rong Huang was no longer in the office, so he hurried out of the conference room.

It just happened to have a panoramic view of the scene where Rong Huang overturned Gu Wenlun.