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Chapter 1287

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Su Qianxun looked at her younger brother, while Su Jiye stared nervously at the cup in front of him.

"Jiye, look at me." Su Qianxun tugged at her younger brother's hand.

Su Jiye did not move. Long Xiluo slapped him so hard that he looked at Su Qianxun.

"Qianxun, you shouldn't be so gentle with him."

"Xiluo, take it slow. He just started talking. Let him get used to it," Su Qianxun said nervously.

Long Xiluo was speechless.

"Drink it. I'll take you to take a bath." Long Xiluo looked at her son.

Lin 'er immediately drank the tea. Long Xiluo brought him to take a bath.

Su Qianxun, Su Jiye, and his younger brother were the only ones left in the living room.

"Jiye, because you're a patient, I've always taken special care of you. I've never let you suffer even the slightest bit. But … I get tired too. Can you get better soon? When you get better, you can take care of me. I can lie at home every day and wait for you to earn money to support me. "

When Su Jiye heard what she said, he suddenly turned to look at her. "Sister … are you … really willing … to let … me … support you?"

After all, he had not spoken for eighteen years. Even if he listened to others speak every day, he would still be rusty when it came to actually speaking.

Su Qianxun was shocked that her younger brother could not only speak, but he could also speak so well!

She nodded almost without hesitation. "I'm willing, Jiye, I'm willing!"

When Su Jiye heard what she said, a smile appeared on his lips.

Su Qianxun looked at the familiar face in front of her, but at the same time, she felt a little unfamiliar. This face was so vivid. Su Jiye had always been a handsome man. In the past, he did not dare to look people in the eye. But now, his eyes were lively and sparkling, and his thin lips were curled up.

"Oh my god! Young Master Jiye spoke. I'm not dreaming, am I? "Aunt Zhang was also stunned.

Su Qianxun was so happy that she hugged the young man in front of her excitedly. Tears streamed down her face …

For the next three days, apart from sending Lin 'er to school, Su Qianxun accompanied her younger brother and taught him how to speak.

Su Jiye improved very quickly. Now, other than needing to think before he spoke, he could already communicate in a simple manner.



Today, Gu Mian went to investigate Gu Yan's case and the car accident that happened years ago. When she came back, she felt extremely tired. She even felt like she was about to collapse from the pressure.

When she returned home, the house was filled with the fragrance of rice. She looked at the dishes on the dining table and the sunflowers in the middle of the table. Her mood instantly improved a lot.

Tang Zui took out a bottle of wine and said, "You're back. Dinner is ready."

"Did you make all these?" Gu Mian walked over to the dining table and looked at it. She suddenly felt a little touched.

"Go wash your hands. We're ready to eat." Tang Zui opened the bottle of red wine and poured them two glasses.

Gu Mian turned and went to the bathroom to wash up.

"What's the occasion today? Why did you make so many delicious dishes?" Gu Mian was truly hungry. She picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

"You've been working too hard lately, so I've made a treat for you. Eat more. You've lost weight again." Tang Zui placed some vegetables on her plate.

"…"

Gu Mian looked up at him and said, "Thank you."

Tang Zui froze for a moment before he suddenly laughed. "Why are you thanking me all of a sudden?"

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