"I'll help you do all of them for what tasks you want to do." Mr. Chen was silent for a while, and then slowly spoke: "If you complete the task and can survive, we will do all of the tasks."

"What if I can't live long even after finishing the task?" Su Chan asked the question she cared about the most.

In the past, Su Chan would not consider these things. When she was alone, she lived or died, which had no effect on others. But now, she could no longer have such a bachelor’s idea.

"Su Chan." Mr. Chen called her name seriously: "No one can guarantee which one will come first, tomorrow or accident."

"Disease may shorten your lifespan, but that will happen many years later." Mr. Chen turned around and supported his hands on the railing: "If the will of the world in your mouth can make you live longer, then we will work hard to do the tasks. If it cannot allow you to continue doing the tasks, then we can also see a doctor."

"If medicine can't cure you now, we will invest in research on the medical field. If medicine can't cure you in the future, that's okay." The moment Su Chan raised her head, Mr. Chen's hand was already pressed on her forehead: "At least I have lived through life, aren't I alive?"

Su Chan was stunned.

"At least I have lived, at least I have been happy."

Su Chan suddenly remembered what the expert said when she was diagnosed.

What regrets did she have in her life? The regret was that she didn’t live enough, and the regret was that she encountered a desperate situation when her life was about to get on the right track. But now, she hasn’t lived enough, but her life has already got on the right track.

She is not the Su Chan who only has enough savings to live. She now has things that many people cannot have in their entire lives.

"I haven't lived enough yet." Su Chan spoke.

"Yes." Chen Chen lowered his eyes.

"But I'm happy." After the words fell, I became energetic: "Mr. Chen, thank you, I know how I should live next!"

After Su Chan finished speaking, she walked towards the banquet hall.

"Xiao Chan." As soon as Su Chan opened the terrace door, Mr. Chen spoke again: "Help me find a set of clothes, Ah Yeh!"

Su Chan turned around and took advantage of the moonlight to notice that there was a stain on Mr. Chen’s chest. Su Chan remembered that this was the cosmetics she dyed Mr. Chen when she was crying in her arms.

Thinking of this, Su Chan lowered her head, and sure enough, she also saw a piece of it on her suit jacket.

"Ah snee!" Mr. Chen sneezed again while Su Chan stared at her clothes.

The temperature in Huacheng is very low at the end of the year, and the temperature is even lower at night. Mr. Chen came to attend the banquet and was wearing a formal outfit, which was indeed a little worse when it came to fullness and warmth. In addition, he gave Su Chan the coat and was frozen outside for so long, so it was normal to get a little cold.

Hearing Mr. Chen's sneeze, Su Chan immediately wanted to return her coat to Mr. Chen.

However, before the clothes were pulled off, the man was held down by Mr. Shen: "It is better for one person to get sick than for two people to get sick."

"Let's go change your clothes together." Su Chan grabbed Mr. Chen's hand and walked towards the banquet hall, completely ignoring the corner of the man behind him.

The celebration banquet consists of two floors of the hotel. In addition to the banquet hall on the first floor, the first floor lounge is also included. In addition to the resting place for guests to rest, the second floor lounge also includes spare clothes for the protagonists of this celebration banquet.

Su Chan went upstairs, went straight to Wan Ling's lounge, and requisitioned Wan Ling's clothes.

"Fortunately, there is a man in Hezong. Wan Ling looks similar to your figure." Su Chan spoke while pulling out Wan Ling's clothes.

"Wan Ling's?" For some reason, Mr. Chen, who usually has low requirements for food and clothing, felt disgusted when he saw this set of clothes.

"Yes." Su Chan nodded: "I should buy it for the new one. I don't even take off the tag. You can't wear it anymore, so I'll change it first."

Su Chan pulled off the tag of her clothes, handed her clothes to Mr. Chen, and then turned around, intending to change her clothes with a private space.

"Su Chan." Mr. Chen took his clothes and caught Su Chan's run, and said again.

"What's wrong?" Su Chan stopped.

"Help me guard the door." Mr. Chen walked to Su Chan and reached out to touch Su Chan's hair: "Don't let others come in."

Su Chan closed the door of the lounge and leaned against it, her heart thumping.

Su Chan and Mr. Chen have known each other for so long. From rubbing their hair to kissing, Mr. Su Chan and Mr. Shen have quite a few intimate behaviors, but all the intimate behaviors before are not as good as the feeling of just lifting their hair.

Although Mr. Chen is obviously flirting with his hair, Su Chan feels like she is flirting with her heart.

"I'm definitely crazy when I step on the horse." Su Chan, who was leaning against the door, couldn't help but reach out and rub the hair he had just prepared. Just now, Mr. Chen obviously just flirted her hair, why did she feel Mr. Chen's flirting?

"Have you thought about it? Are you going to continue the task?" The world will suddenly emerge at this moment. When Su Chan was in a mess before, it did not dare to appear, for fear that Su Chan would be scolded as a dog in the next second. After Su Chan was comforted by President Chen, the world will finally dare to appear.

"Do." Su Chan nodded.

"That……"

"I won't deduct you one minute of health next!" Su Chan grinded her teeth: "My goal is to live until retirement, until I have enough!"

"This, the judgment is not on you." World Will feels that Su Chan was too confident: "Whether you deduct your health value depends on the degree of completion of the task. If you complete it too low..."

Responding to the will of the world was Su Chan's sneer.

"I'll have a way to make you compromise."

"It's dark, it's really time to dream, but you can't dream before you go to bed." World Will mocked.

Mr. Chen changed his clothes very quickly. Before Su Chan and the world will have confronted each other, the door behind him was opened by Mr. Chen. The moment the door opened, Su Chan's center of gravity was unstable, so she fell backwards, and then she fell into Mr. Chen's arms.

"When you are tired?" Mr. Chen hugged Su Chan in his arms, laughed in a low voice, and then helped Su Chan up: "If you are tired, let's go back first, it just so happens that the clothes don't fit well."

Su Chan turned around and faced Mr. Chen who was embarrassed.

Mr. Chen’s clothes are custom-made on weekdays, and there is nothing wrong with wearing them. However, this outfit is borrowed from Wan Ling. Wan Ling has poor living conditions for a long time and her figure is a thin one among male celebrities. Mr. Chen looks thin when he wears clothes, has fleshy clothes, and wears clothes that are not suitable for them, and looks even more fleshy.

"No wonder Chen can pick me up at any time." Su Chan complained.

"Is the princess hug the boss standard? Unless you think your family is not worthy of being the boss!" World Will said that Su Chan had too little knowledge and didn't even know such things.
Chapter completed!