He didn't distrust He Cheng. He knew very well what He Cheng's bottom line was. He just didn't want He Cheng to carry the death he created with his own hands. He hated a dead soul while also drawing strength from "him".

Only by forgetting the dead can the living be liberated.

He wanted to have a good chat with He Cheng, but it was not now, because he heard the cry of the child coming from the living room.

"Why did Fu Yi's child ask you to take care of?"

He Cheng sat up and asked as he watched him hurry up and tidy up his clothes and asked.

"He said that something happened today, and Shu Qing didn't have time to see the child. She asked me to help me watch it for a day and send it back to him tomorrow."

"tomorrow?"

"Well, follow me tonight."

He Cheng stacked his legs and said sarcastic words: "You have given up the house, you have no place to sleep, and you are still taking care of the children?"

Chu Xingyun opened the bedroom door, turned around and said to him, "Either I stay with Song Linlin, or I go to your place to live with you, you choose."

He Cheng did not hesitate to think: "Live with me."

As soon as Chu Xingyun left, He Cheng immediately turned around and threw himself on the bed, clenched his fists and punched the soft bed.
Chapter completed!