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Sticking to Mr.Chairman in This Life

Chapter 301: 301: Where is the Trust Between People?

Author: Echoes Of Chu Song
updatedAt: 2025-07-14

Chapter 301: Chapter 301: Where is the Trust Between People?

As soon as Chu Qinghong finished speaking, his wrist was firmly grasped by someone.

“Chu Qinghong, let me broaden your horizons right now!”

Su Ge quickly raised her hand to cover her eyes, silently moving to the side.

Chu Yihan had already run out of patience when the Old Master had done this before.

Who would have thought that Chu Qinghong would dare to repeat what the Old Master had done to Chu Yihan—wasn’t this actively seeking death?

Rushing to be someone’s punching bag is indeed commendable!

But it’s not something one could bear to watch.

No sooner had Su Ge covered her eyes than Chu Qinghong’s screams of agony began to ring out.

The sound of punching and kicking filled the room, and only after about ten minutes did it finally quiet down.

Su Ge cautiously removed her hands from her eyes, only to see Chu Qinghong cowering in a corner holding his head, as the handsome and distinguished man gave him a cold glance, lightly dusted off his suit, and turned to gracefully walk towards the couch.

At that moment, Su Ge dared not show any expression on her face.

“Chu Xiaosi, you…”

After Chu Yihan sat down, Chu Qinghong’s buried head dared to rise.

Luckily, Chu Yihan had not beaten his face; aside from Chu Qinghong’s hair looking like a bird’s nest, there was astonishingly not much damage on his face. He stared at Chu Yihan in resentment. “Chu Xiaosi, you really hit me!”

He’s his own brother!

“Don’t you want to broaden your horizons? Robot?” Chu Yihan’s thin lips curled coldly as he reached for the tea on the table. “How does it feel to trade blows with a robot?”

Suddenly, Chu Qinghong’s face contorted as if struggling to hold something back.

What the hell kind of robot was this?

Those punches were flesh and blood, and those kicks were sharp—they were clearly of a living human.

Chu Qinghong suddenly turned his gaze to Su Ge.

Su Ge instantly looked outside and once again sighed, “Ah, the moonlight tonight is truly beautiful!”

“Su Xiaoge!” Chu Qinghong wouldn’t fall for her trick; after a roar of anger, his voice wobbled with a hint of crying, “What about the trust between people?”

Weren’t they supposed to be dealing with a robot?

How could Su Xiaoge lie to him?

And to deceive him so miserably!

“Cough…” Su Ge coughed lightly, slowly turning her gaze back and looked indifferently at Chu Qinghong, “Speaking of trust, last time I came to Chu Garden, you suspected that I was a fake, and this time, you suspect Yihan is a fake. Who exactly is the one not trusting?”

“How… How can you be so resentful?” Chu Qinghong felt like he was about to cry from frustration.

This woman still remembered something that happened so long ago.

Truly, a woman’s heart is as unfathomable as the ocean’s bottom.

Women are indeed the most terrifying creatures in the world!

“Not at all, I’m not holding a grudge. I just hope for, you know, a little more trust between people,” Su Ge said with a friendly smile.

The smile on her face made Chu Qinghong feel terrified, “Su Xiaoge, you’ve lost all trust in my eyes! There will never be any!”

With that, he endured the pain, stood up, and quickly left the place.

Su Ge smiled as she watched Chu Qinghong go. As soon as his figure vanished, her smile faded and she turned stiffly to look at Chu Yihan, then timidly lowered her head, “Yihan, I was wrong.”

She didn’t mean to slander him as a robot.

She just saw that Chu Qinghong was too curious, and wanted to tease him a bit.

Who would have thought that Chu Qinghong would be so foolish and actually dare to attack Chu Yihan?

If someone insists on courting death, there’s no stopping them.

Chu Yihan said nothing but coldly turned his handsome face away.

“I really am sorry…” Su Ge’s voice grew even softer, filled with sincerity and a touch of grievance.

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