Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space-Chapter 555 - 550: Return to the Imperial Capital in a Month

Chapter 555: Chapter 550: Return to the Imperial Capital in a Month

Xiao Qi withdrew his gaze and started to dial with his other hand.

“Hello, I’m looking for Li Zhao.” As soon as the call was connected, Xiao Qi’s emotionless voice came through.

“Hey, Little Third, what’s going on?” Li Zhao asked as soon as he heard Xiao Qi’s familiar voice that hadn’t changed in ten years.

“My sister-in-law gave birth, Big Brother wants to invite us for a drink.” Xiao Qi didn’t beat around the bush.

“Why did Big Brother call you instead of calling me?” Li Zhao instinctively asked Xiao Qi, without paying attention to the other words, simply by hearing Chu Molin’s name.

“Who knows if you’re here or in the Imperial Capital, do you think Big Brother has nothing else to do all day?” Xiao Qi threw a jab at Li Zhao’s stupidity over the phone.

“Wait a minute, Little Third, did you just say something about my sister-in-law giving birth and that’s why Big Brother wants to treat us to a drink?” Li Zhao’s cautious voice crept into Xiao Qi’s ear.

Xiao Qi did not respond, wondering how slow Li Zhao could be.

How on earth did this guy ever get into Big Brother’s inner circle with his slow reflexes not getting him killed by enemies, was a miracle.

“Ah ah ah, Little Third, is it really like that? So it means Big Brother should treat us to a drink, right?” Li Zhao figured out Xiao Qi was not joking from his silence at the other end.

“I’ll follow Big Brother back to the Imperial Capital in a month, you can arrange things by yourself.” Xiao Qi left this sentence and hung up the phone, too lazy to deal with the foolish Li Zhao on the other end.

“Hello? Hello? Little Third?” Li Zhao listened to the beeping tone of the call, wishing he could beat Xiao Qi up. What did he mean by he’s going back with Big Brother and leaving him to arrange things?

Since both of them are going back, of course, he would go back as well and develop in the Imperial Capital.

At worst, they could just leave their business here as a branch office or a headquarters.

Li Zhao quickly started arranging work matters after hanging up the call.

Xiao Qi made another call back to the Imperial Capital after hanging up with Li Zhao.

“Find me two houses, one for the company and another for living. Right, don’t let my family know about it, okay, thank you.” After hanging up the phone, Xiao Qi lazily sat in his office chair, pondering how to carry out his work after returning to the Imperial Capital.

When Chu Molin returned home, he found that everyone was waiting for him to have breakfast, except for Qin Xue.

“Molin, go wash up and eat.” Nangong Shulan spoke as soon as she saw her son-in-law come in.

“Alright.” Chu Molin put down his hat and belt and went into the bathroom.

“Mom, dad, you go ahead and eat. I’m going to check on Xue’er.” Chu Molin didn’t sit down to eat immediately after washing up but went to see his wife and child.

“Xue’er, have you eaten?” Chu Molin came in to see his wife lying there, smiling at their two sons.

“I’ve eaten, you go ahead and eat.” Qin Xue smiled at her husband. She noticed that as the children grew day by day, their facial features became more and more similar to Chu Molin’s.

Hehe.” The thought of having two identical people and one larger version standing in front of her made her feel happy.

“What are you laughing at?” Chu Molin sat on the edge of the bed, stroked her hair, and asked.

“Chu Molin, look at the children’s appearance.” Qin Xue gestured for her husband to look at their two children.

“Nothing, they’re fine.” Chu Molin looked and didn’t see anything special, their faces still somewhat wrinkled.

“Can’t you look carefully?” Qin Xue stared at her feigning ignorance husband.

“They’re fine.” Chu Molin glanced again and replied.

“Forget it, I don’t want to talk to you. Just go and eat.” Qin Xue decided to just look herself and not rely on him anymore.

“Silly girl, what’s there to laugh about this? They’re my sons, isn’t that normal?” Chu Molin shook his head helplessly.

“You don’t understand.” That wasn’t what Qin Xue meant.