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    The door to the restroom closed and Tang Jia Chong slowly opened his eyes.

    He had gone red from his neck to his ears.

    I don’t know what Mako had dropped on him, but I only felt a faint aroma on the tip of my nose.

    That aroma was special.

    He had a gut feeling that he couldn’t do anything rash, which prompted him to not open his eyes ahead of him and continue to feign sleep.

    And from sensing Mako’s actions later, Tang Jia Chong guessed that it was definitely something that would embarrass both of them.

    Brainstorming about the women’s clothes that were usually hung out to dry on the balcony, Tang Jia Chong abruptly sat up, lifted the covers and rushed out of the room.

    “What are you running for in the early morning? How old are you, reckless.”

    When Old Lady Tang saw Tang Jia Chong scurrying out of the house in a hurry, she had a disgusted expression on her face, but inside she was overwhelmed by the wind and waves of joy.

    Must have been the little two making babies last night!

    Night darkness, they can rest assured that boldly dry, open their eyes in the morning for fear of exposure to the light of day will be shy.

    It’s the first time, after all.

    It was the same with her and the old man back in the day.

    When I opened my eyes the next day, one person was covering the corner of the quilt.

    I can’t even look at each other, I’m so embarrassed.

    However, Tang Jia Chong is almost 30 years old, shyness is shyness, why is he still like a youngster, not stable at all.

    Look what a prude he usually pretends to be, now it’s a slap in the face.

    Old Mrs. Tang laughed at her eldest grandson in her heart.

    “Grandma you’re up.” Tang Jia Chong hid his heart with nonsense.

    “I’ve been up for a long time, and breakfast is ready for you. Is Mako up yet?”

    “Up.”

    “Then go and get Ah Makoto up to eat with us.”

    Tang Jia Chong went to the second bedroom.

    Inside the house, Tang Jiacheng was still huffing and puffing as he curled up in his pink quilt.

    One thigh was exposed outside the covers, black leg hairs sticking out.

    Tang Jia Chong frowned and leaned over to stare at his own brother.

    Perhaps sensing something, Tang Jiacheng snapped his eyes open and saw a large face in front of him.

    His brother was staring at him with a look of deep resentment.

    So cold.

    Tang Jiacheng popped up from the bed with a jolt, “Brother?”

    “Grandma told me to wake you up for breakfast.” Tang Jia Chong said nonchalantly.

    “Eating is eating, why are you leaning so close to me, your soul is scared out of you.”

    Tang Jia Chong sneered, his arms wrapped around his chest, “Don’t think I don’t know what you and grandma are playing at.”

    “Don’t know what you’re talking about.” Tang Jiacheng got up from the bed and stayed away from his big brother like the plague, “Shouldn’t you have bought a fake bar yesterday, how can you get drunk so easily.”

    As the words fell, the person had already run out of the room.

    Tang Jia Chong snorted coldly.

    Who’s kidding.

    The richest man’s family buys fake booze?

    Dogs don’t believe it.

    Tang Jia Chong glanced at the bed that was crumpled by Tang Jiacheng’s sleep, his eyebrows unconsciously twisted into two twists.

    After breakfast Old Lady Tang and Tang Jiacheng left.

    Mako received an offer of employment from Red Bird Industries, telling her to report to the company every other Monday.

    “I have a job, I start next Monday.” Mu Xiao said excitedly to Tang Jia Chong.

    “You got a job?” Tang Jia Chong had always assumed that she was just going to lie around at home.

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