Director Xu entered the bedroom and when he came out, he took a bag in his hand and gave it to Cheng Boyan.

"Then let's go," Cheng Boyan took the bag, pushed Xiang Xi over to change his shoes, "Dad, you'll go to a meeting tomorrow, right?"

"Well, this time it's been a bit longer," said Uncle Cheng.

"Please take a break, don't be like last time. Just lie down for two days after a meeting," said Cheng Boyan. "I don't stay honest when I retire."

"Give full play to your remaining energy. Okay, you two go, don't educate me." Uncle Cheng smiled at Xiang Xi again: "Come and have fun, Xiang Xi."

"Okay!" Xiang Xi nodded.

As soon as I entered the elevator, Xiang Xi, who had been stretched all night, immediately leaned against the car wall, tapped his head twice, and let out a long voice and breathed a sigh of relief: "Hey——"

"Thank you for your hard work." Cheng Boyan touched his head.

"How is it?" Xiang Xi asked, "There is nothing to attract people, right?"

"Extremely good, very cute," Cheng Boyan smiled, "My dad likes you very much."

"You can feel that your father looks at me like his son," Xiang Xi smiled. Although he was very nervous, he paid attention to every move of Cheng Boyan's parents, "I think he is..."

"Treat you as my brother," Cheng Boyan said, gently touching his tears mole. "For so many years, my father hasn't said anything, but he thinks that my brother is thinking too much."

"Your father is quite kind, different from what I imagined as a brain expert." Xiang Xi said with a smile.

"He was also kind when he was treating and performing surgery," Cheng Boyan smiled, "Is my mom not kind?"

"It's not unkind," Xiang Xi sighed softly, "She is very nice to me, not being too close, and not being polite, but it's true that she doesn't like me."

"It's not that I don't like you," the elevator door opened, and Cheng Boyan walked out, "She is... hey, you didn't press the button?"

"Hmm?" Xiang Xi was stunned for a moment, looked out, and there was an aunt standing outside the door who seemed to be going out to dance.

"Boyan? You're so confused like this at such a young age?" The aunt walked in with a smile, "I said why did you hear a sound inside the door standing outside?"

"It's just chatting," Cheng Boyan pressed the button on the first floor, "Are you going to dance?"

"Rehearsal," the aunt emphasized, "It's going to rehearsal, we have a performance on our 11th."

"So amazing." Cheng Boyan raised his thumb.

After leaving the elevator, the aunt walked towards the activity green space in the community with dance steps. Cheng Boyan whispered: "Hey, I haven't even remembered what her surname is."

"Please call me the God of Dance." Xiang Xi smiled and waved his arm.

"Oh, I suddenly feel so good?" Cheng Boyan walked towards the car with a smile.

"I'm just like this," said Xiang Xi, "Your dad likes me, which is good news. I'll slowly work hard on Director Xu. Anyway, there's time, one day, two days, one month, two months, three years and five years..."

"Well," Cheng Boyan opened the car door for him, "I didn't finish my words just now. It's not that my mother doesn't like you, but she thinks..."

"I know," Xiang Xi got into the car and turned his head to look at him, "I know, she won't feel that again in the future."

Cheng Boyan smiled and patted his arm.

When he got home, Xiang Xi pulled Cheng Boyan around the small garden for a few times. He kept eating all the time these two days, and he felt that his stomach was in a state of swelling.

"If this continues, you will get constipated?" Xiang Xi rubbed her stomach.

"I don't know," Cheng Boyan smiled, "How about you call Director Xu."

"Don't think I dare not. Let me tell you, whoever I am a little familiar with, I will be particularly thick-skinned," Xiang Xi said as he pulled into his pocket, but he didn't take out his cell phone for a long time. "Hey, where is my cell phone?"

"Is it in the bag?" Cheng Boyan touched his pants pocket, but didn't touch anything. He pulled open the bag behind him, with the camera and wallet inside, and he didn't see the phone. "Didn't you take it? Go back and look for it later."

"Let's go back now," Xiang Xi was so anxious that he felt sweaty on his forehead. "Call me by calling my phone, can you see if it's okay?"

"Well," Cheng Boyan took out his cell phone from his pocket, "I went to the mall today, I won't be stolen, right?"

"No, it should be where it fell," Xiang Xi said, "Who has the ability to steal things from me! If I don't steal others now, it will be a blessing to society!"

"It's so awesome..." Cheng Boyan smiled, "The phone is on. After turning around, see if it's in the car."

"What else can I do to turn around?" Xiang Xi turned around and ran to the garage. "It's more than 300 broken phones! How long has it been used? It's not a year!"

Xiang Xi was so anxious that his phone was not in the car: "Is it with your parents?"

"No," said Cheng Boyan, "if they fell there, they would definitely pick it up when they saw that I was the one who called. I guess they were in the house."

"Hurry!" Xiang Xi turned around and ran into the building.

Mobile phones are not valuable, and there are no important things in it. They don’t even save a few phone numbers. But for Xiang Xi, losing the phone is equivalent to buying another mobile phone. He just spent more than 500 yuan to buy another mobile phone. Not to mention more than 300 yuan, he couldn’t bear to even have one hundred yuan.

"Don't worry, I'll buy you one if I lose it." Cheng Boyan followed him into the elevator.

"That's not how money is spent, dad." Xiang Xi glanced at him.

When he returned home, as soon as the door opened, Cheng Boyan had no time to call his cell phone, he heard the ringtone of Xiang Xi's cell phone, and then he saw the cell phone thrown on the sofa.

Wang Rong shouted wildly: Hen, hen, hen, hen, hen, hen, hen, hen, gugu day...

"Oh! Here! Chicken, Chicken, Chicken, Chicken, Chicken, Chicken, Coo Gu Gu Day!" Xiang Xi sang as soon as he heard this. As soon as he took off his shoes, he ran over and picked up his phone, "Don't you recognize this number, do you sell insurance?"

"Your ringtone..." Cheng Boyan sighed, "I think your phone is about to crack when I hear it."

"Hey? Who?" Xiang Xi answered the phone with a smile.

A man's voice came from inside: "Xiang Xi, I am Zhang Hui, why did you keep calling you?"

"Officer Zhang?" Xiang Xi suddenly felt his legs a little soft, and he sat on the coffee table, "What's wrong with me if I didn't bring my phone out?"

Zhang Hui was Officer Zhang who was in charge of the questioning that day. He said that he would contact him if there was any situation. Xiang Xi originally thought that it would be nothing if it was explained clearly, but now he suddenly received a call from Officer Zhang, and he was immediately scared.
Chapter completed!