Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

Dark clouds gathered in the gray sky, and light rain began to fall in an instant.

The cool breeze of the autumn night was already bone-chilling, and the rising humidity made people shiver with cold and rush home.

Led by the old housekeeper, the two of them walked towards the villa, holding umbrellas and walking on the wet bluestone slabs.

There was another huge staircase carved from white stone. The sparse footprints became drier as you went up, until the touch under your feet became soft and they fell on the carpet, and then the footprints disappeared completely.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted by the lingering scent of sandalwood.

After changing my shoes at the entrance and walking in, large lights immediately came on, illuminating the entire villa.

The decoration of the villa was obviously a great effort, skillfully blending the elegance and luxury of Chinese style with the passion and freedom of the West.

The retro and dark wooden floors, the bright and saturated furniture, the lines, composition and tones from top to bottom all embody the word "perfect".

There is also an extra-large floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, which not only lets in bright light, but also allows you to see the fairyland-like vegetation and garden outside. Even though it is night time, it is so beautiful that you want to move a stool and sit down to sketch or daydream.

Unfortunately, Chi Qinghe had no intention of appreciating such beautiful scenery. After settling Old Chi down, he left with the old housekeeper and went to talk to Gong Shimu.

Gong Huasui tried his best to hurry but still missed it. When he entered the room, he only saw Lao Chi busy in the kitchen.

"Xiao Sui is here to look for Qing He, right? He just left ten minutes ago. Didn't you meet him on the road?"

Lao Chi came out of the kitchen wearing an apron. When he glanced at the life-size pillow carefully wrapped in plastic film in the child's arms, he suddenly froze.

He must be seeing things. Is that a Siberian tiger?

"……without."

Before Gong Huansui could catch his breath, his shoulders were wet by the rain. Lao Chi immediately went to get a towel.

Seeing that Gong Huasui was wiping himself and was unwilling to put down the Siberian Tiger, Lao Chi took the initiative to say, "Xiao Sui, why don't you put the pillow on the sofa, or your uncle can help you hold it, otherwise it will be difficult for you to wipe it."

"It's okay, uncle. Ranny is very fierce and doesn't like being touched. I'll just hold it."

Lao Chi nodded in understanding and said with a smile, "By the way, Qinghe said you also like to eat red bean and dumpling soup. Uncle made some for you. Don't forget to eat it later."

"Qinghe said so!"

The gloom on Gong Huasui's face suddenly dissipated, and his big brown eyes blinked, making him look particularly attractive.

"Yes! I specifically reminded you several times before leaving."

"Thank you, uncle~"

"It's okay, don't forget it later, uncle still has things to do, remember to go to bed early."

After saying that, Lao Chi went upstairs holding his cell phone which suddenly kept vibrating.

As soon as he returned to the room, he pressed the answer button.

Chi Yilan's sharp and piercing voice came out of the microphone impatiently.

"Chi Yu, what does your son mean? Our two families are so connected, and the devil you gave birth to is so cruel that he reported my Yao Bao! I tell you, it's a good thing that my baby is not hurt, otherwise I would teach you two ungrateful bastards a lesson!"

Chi Yilan's face turned pale as she paced back and forth in the room. "I'm just teaching you a lesson today. If you meddle in other people's business again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Listening to all kinds of insulting words from the other side, there was no ripple in Chi Yu's eyes.

He walked steadily to the single sofa, sat down, bent his wrists and rested them on the armrests, rubbing his temples with his fingertips from time to time.

There was only a small light on in the room. Chi Yu sat in the corner, his body buried in the darkness, with only the occasional faint light from the mobile phone screen leaking out.

But the strange thing is that his aura is so strong that no one dares to ignore it.

Rather than saying that he runs a scrap yard, it would be better to say that he is a financial giant rolling in the swamp of fame and fortune, who can stir up a bloody storm with a slight wave of his hand.

Chi Yilan on the opposite side cursed for a long time but got no response, which made her even angrier. After cursing Chi Yu, she went on to curse his son.

At this moment, Chi Yu was no longer silent and warned with an expressionless face.

"My son is not one you can discipline."

Chi Yilan sneered.

"So you're not dumb. You get angry when I talk about your son. You're such a loser! Your son is so rich, right? He won't tolerate my discipline? Look at what kind of kid you've raised! No wonder he could drive his own mother to death. He's such an ungrateful traitor!"

It can be said that Chi Qinghe's emotional stability is largely inherited from his father.

Even though he stepped into a minefield, Chi Yu's expression did not change much, except for his eyes that gradually condensed into the abyss, unfathomable, with a hint of murderous aura.

"Chen Yao hasn't been arrested yet." Chi Yu suddenly changed the subject.

Hearing the calm and unaffected voice from the other side, Chi Yilan paused, and her heart strangely stopped for a moment out of fear.

"What are you going to do!"

Chi Yu's fingertips tapped regularly on the sofa below, and his tone was quite intriguing.

"The child is weak and the fish escapes. As the elder, of course we have to catch the fish and comfort the child."

"What fish, what kid, what are you talking about?"

Even through the phone, Chi Yilan's arrogance weakened a little, but when she thought of Chi Yu's usual fawning attitude, she stiffened her neck in a pretentious manner.

"Chen Yao should be home. Do you think the police call I made thirty minutes ago will arrive by now?"

As if in response to Chi Yu's words, a series of dense alarms suddenly came from Chi Yilan's side.

Chi Yu placed the phone on the coffee table in front of him, turned on the hands-free mode, and quietly listened to the chaotic screams from the other end as the raindrops fell outside the window.

The rain hasn't even started to fall yet, and I'm already scared...

Chi Yilan was almost going crazy. As soon as she walked out of the room, she saw the narcotics police coming in with a search warrant. They pushed the nanny away without saying a word and quickly located Chen Yao's room as if they had done an investigation in advance.

Seeing that the group of people were about to kick the door open, she didn't care about being exposed and screamed.

"Yaobao, run! The police are here! Run, run..."

"You bunch of robbers, breaking into my house without permission, I will sue you to death!"

"Don't go in!"

The police did not pause for even a second because of her words. They kicked the door, entered, arrested and escorted the man in one go.

Chen Yao had no time to react. When he was taken to the police car, he was still wearing headphones and could vaguely hear the insults from his teammates.

When he came to his senses, he was completely terrified. He sat between two policemen, shaking non-stop and crying with tears and snot running down his face. He looked ugly and disfigured.

"Mom! Mom! Save me! I don't want to go to jail!"

Chi Yilan was also frightened by this sudden change and lost her mind. With her hair disheveled, she grabbed the door of the police car. Seeing that she couldn't stop them, she ran to the front of the car and lay down like she was dying, just unwilling to let them take the person away.

"If you take my son with you, I will fight you!"

The police didn't tolerate her. Considering that she was harboring someone, they packed her up and sent her to the police station...

Chen Qiqing didn't know all this. When she received the call, she was sitting on Lu Hansong's lap.