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C15 Negotiation

"Although the majority of the Chu Clan's power of manipulation is in the hands of the Xiang Clan, in the earlier years, your stepmother had a piece of primitive shares that could be divided. It's just that the raw shares are in your stepmother's hands."

"So, what does father mean?"

"I hope you can help your stepmother revive her family business …"

Listening to his father's words, Chu Yu felt that his thoughts were not rational, and that it was very inappropriate.

Although she wanted to revive her family's business, An Ya hated her to the extreme. Furthermore, Chu Yan was still in prison, so it was impossible for An Ya to help her.

Sigh.

Chu Yu sat on the taxi and sighed, dispersing the words his father had whispered to him.

At this moment, the driver reminded her, "Beautiful girl, it's time."

Pushing open the door, she got out of the car and stood in front of the Anlan City Detention Center.

In order to get rid of her, Chu Yan had turned Xiang Qicheng's stepmother into a vegetable. She was really too extreme …

I wonder if her one year in prison has changed.

"I'm sorry, the man you're talking about was executed a few weeks ago."

Hearing the police say that, Chu Yu was shocked, his heart tensed up, he could not believe what the police was saying.

To prove it, the police took her to see the director.

This detention center had something to do with the Xiang Family. Therefore, when she asked Chu Yan, the police could roughly guess who she was. The bureau chief here was no exception.

"That's right, Chu Yan was executed a few weeks ago. It was elder Xiang's order." The Director turned in front of the French window and looked her up and down meaningfully.

His eyes seemed to be filled with sympathy, as if he couldn't bear it any longer.

Chu Yu did not care, but what he truly cared about was that Chu Yan was actually executed by Xiang Jie …

Although she didn't like Chu Yan, she still couldn't accept the news that she had passed away.

If An Ya's stepmother knew about this, who knows how crazy she would be.

However, Chu Yu caught a cab at the entrance of the police station, and went towards the Chu Family Group. As soon as he arrived, he saw a familiar woman snuggling close to a man who he had never seen before. The man lowered his head, and the woman's lips immediately moved forward, and the two of them started kissing on the street.

"Stepmother?"

Hearing her call him that, An Ya's entire body shivered, he immediately stood up from the man's embrace and wiped his lips, calming down.

"Why are you here …"

"Sigh, that's not right!" An Ya stared at her in surprise: "You can speak?"

"Heh, I don't know how to speak, so why would I report you!" Chu Yu turned around and left while holding his bag.

An Ya quickly comforted the foreign man and chased after her with his arms crossed in front of his face.

"You're not allowed to leave!"

"Mother, isn't it inappropriate to have an affair with the Chu Clan at this time? Or is it that it has already begun?" Chu Yu's eyes were sharp and his aura was strong.

An Ya felt unwell all over. He crossed his arms over his chest and rubbed himself: "What do you know! I have given too much for the Chu Family, do you think that with the support of the Xiang Family, the Chu Family will be able to live? "

Other than monopolizing the Chu Clan's cooperation and funds, the Xiang Clan had also occasionally contributed a portion of their power to support the Chu Clan's businesses.

Outside, Anlan City people would think that the Xiang Family did not hate the Chu Family too much.

However, they were the only ones who knew that it was no provocation at all for the Xiang Family to do this.

Chu Yu felt hatred in his heart …

Clenching her hands tightly, she suddenly approached and asked, "Tell me, do you have any stocks there?"

"What do you want?" As if seeing a thief, An Ya protected himself and quickly retreated.

"Let me tell you, you don't even have the stock in my hands!"

Suddenly, her tone of temper did not hide the fact that she cared about money.

So, did she not know about Chu Yan, or?

Chu Yu had tens of thousands of possibilities and plans in his mind.

He suddenly thought of his father's words: I know that the relationship between you two is not that good. If An Ya doesn't want to lend you money, I hope you can think of a way yourself.

Her father's words at that time had truly made things difficult for her.

Her father wanted her to fight with the Xiang Family, but it could also be said that the only way to save the Chu Family was to grow and become stronger. Only then would she have the right to negotiate with Xiang Jie and give them a physical or mental punishment.

Chu Yu looked at his watch, walked around An Ya and headed to the road: "Forget it, wasting my breath talking with you is just wasting my breath, why not watch your male companions?"

An Ya said from behind with a heavy heart. "What, you don't care about me?"

"You mean about this?" Chu Yu looked at the foreign man and An Ya, then smiled: "But don't you think that the best time for a person to lose their reputation is when they stand at the top of the pyramid?"

"Chu Yu!" An Ya was angered by her.

Chu Yu picked his ears, looking extremely satisfied, "Don't call me so loudly, it would seem uncultured. I'll be taking my leave first."

In any case, An Ya was shameless, even if it was her elder, she did not want to give her any face!

Before An Ya caught up, Chu Yu quickly got on a taxi.

A room-car was careening sideways through the red light toward them, and before the cab driver could turn the wheel, he slammed on the brakes.

Chu Yu did not place the seat belt, his body suddenly leaned forward and his head heavily smashed into the back of the car.

The driver's heart jumped, "Beautiful girl! Are you alright? "

Chu Yu held onto his aching head: "I'm fine, I'll give you money, my stomach isn't feeling well … … "Let's get off here."

As soon as she got out of the car, she saw several police cars approaching from the distance, honking their horns. They stopped around the van that was parked in the middle of the road.

"We're dodging the paparazzi... "I'm so sorry …"

"Even so, we can't be faster. We have to pay the fines for running a red light!" Are you the driver? Come with us to the station now. "

"Good, good, good."

Chu Yu moved closer, and was almost surprised that he saw the wrong woman!

It was actually the last time he had hit her, Helian Di's assistant?

So? Chu Yu's gaze fell onto the carriage, as if the person inside had noticed her, and the window rolled down.

Helian Di was wearing a large pair of sunglasses and a hat, he walked behind the police officers and leaned close to them by the window.

"Chu Yu... "Why are you here?" Helian Di asked curiously.

Chu Yu tidied himself up. "Can you let me go up?"

Helian Di nodded, he ordered the bodyguards to open the door for her, and just as he got on the car, Helian Di pulled her into his embrace.

"Chu Yu, I missed you so much. How have you been these past few days?" Helian Di held her face and said seriously.

Chu Yu nodded, allowing her to hold his face with her hand. From start to finish, he had a warm smile on his face.

Looking at her, the jealousy that flashed past Helian Di's eyes was caught in his eyes.

Chu Yu felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

Helian Di brought out a brush and paper for her.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have a writing board. You can make do with it."

Chu Yu smiled and nodded.

"Chu Yu, after you were saved that day, the Mr. Xiang didn't do anything to you! I've been worried about you these past few days! "

Chu Yu earnestly wrote on the paper: I'm doing very well, but Helian Di, your situation on that day really worried me.

Oh right Chu Yu, I received a big advertisement these few days, it has a lot of remuneration, I will share some of it with you, and I can take it to spend as much as I want, so there is no need to be lectured by the Mr. Xiang. Although Helian Di was smiling, there were no wrinkles at all.

She was smirking.

Chu Yu neatly wrote on the writing board: No need. Rather than lending me money, why not send me to the airport?

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