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Chapter 2777

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"Leave it to me. Don't worry." Qin Chu placed his hand on Huo Mien's.

Huo Mien nodded. She hugged her two daughters the whole way back, unwilling to let go.

No one knew how precious it was to get back what you lost …

"Mian, about Zhang …" Qin Chu was about to explain.

"I know." Huo Mien smiled slightly.

"Daddy, do you still need to explain? It's not like you don't know how high Mommy's IQ is. "Little Bean looked at her daddy with disdain.

"Okay, I was overthinking it." Mr. Qin smiled, a smile that hadn't appeared on his face in a long time.

He only gave this gentleness to his wife and daughter …

The night the twins came back, South Hill Manor was very lively.

Gao Ran brought his wife and son, Wei Liao brought his wife and son, Tang Chuan, Qin Ning, Huo Mien's mother, Zhixin's little brother, Zhixin's rumored girlfriend, Bella, Su Yu, Su Yu's parents, Su Yu's grandfather, Ni Yang, and Ni Yang's wife, Chen Jie. With so many people, the entire South Hill Manor was in an uproar.

Qin Chu secretly turned on the shielding mode, causing all of Huo Siqian's listening devices to malfunction.

Caiyue, the spy, was also sent away … Everyone relaxed.

The twins' disappearance almost caused Old Master Qin's old illness to act up and send him to the hospital. If something really happened to his granddaughters, he really wouldn't be able to live.

It was no longer cold in the north in May. The temperature had warmed up, and peach blossoms were everywhere.

On the lawn in front of South Hill Manor, everyone had a great time eating a combination of barbecue and western food.

The Qin Family's personal chef and Su Yu's personal chef worked together to make a scrumptious dinner for everyone.

The twins were like happy children, running around in their princess dresses.

Huo Mian's heart was filled with emotions as she watched the happy scene.

When she got up to get everyone drinks, she stood by the pool and zoned out.

"Are you thinking about Yan?" Qin Chu hugged her slender waist from behind.

He rested his chin on her thin shoulders.

"You are indeed my man. You know me well." Huo Mien did not turn around. She just gently pressed her face against Qin Chu's face.

The couple enjoyed this peaceful moment.

"It'll be over soon. I'm sure you'll be reunited with the professor and Lu Yan," Qin Chu comforted her.

"Yeah, I also hope that everything will be over soon. If this continues for the rest of the afternoon, I might really die," Huo Mien joked.

"Don't talk nonsense. My Mian … must live a long life."

"Then you'll have to live a long life. Otherwise, I'll be alone in this world."

"Of course. If you live to 100, I'll live to 101. You leave before me. After I take care of everything, I'll go find you," Qin Chu teased her.

"We don't have enough beer. Lord Su, go over there and get some. I don't believe I can't beat Old Wei today, haha …" Tang Chuan was very drunk.

Su Yu got up and walked over to the pool. Just as he was about to step out, he saw Qin Chu and Huo Mian being lovey-dovey.

He stopped in his tracks, a little disappointed.

"Did you hurt your heart?" A crisp voice came from behind him.

Su Yu turned around and saw Pudding standing behind him with a Joletz in her hand. She looked calm.

"Ahem … What are you talking about? Hurt my heart? I'm just here to get the beer …"

"Why don't you go get it?" Pudding asked.

"I'm … um, your Daddy and Mommy are being intimate, how could I interrupt them?" Su Yu found it hard to say.

"What are you afraid of? I'll take you there."

Then, Pudding pulled on Su Yu's sleeve and led him inside.

"Hey … Pudding, don't go … Come back," Su Yu was scared and kept saying no.

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