Chatper 1001 (1/2)

"What are you talking about?" Zhao Yan stretched his handsome face.

A man in his forties is really a typical handsome uncle. Even with a sullen face at this time, it doesn't have much deterrent effect.

Zhao Mengmeng was not afraid of her father since childhood.

"I'll tell you the truth, it's none of my business. I didn't do anything." Zhao Mengmeng spread her hands. If they started fighting in a while, she would have no choice but to be cruel, and no one would be saved.

Let her dear Ma Ma make this difficult decision.

"Don't shake hands and the shopkeeper is so skillful, usually Pei Chenyang is in front of you, doesn't he run on me a lot?"

After Zhao Yan finished speaking, he believed it first.

He doesn't like Pei Chenyang, could it be that Pei Chenyang likes him abnormally?

Hell, that's how it is!

After all, the girl is still her own, so naturally she won't tell him about these bad things, but Zhao Yun is sure now, that's what Pei Chenyang did.

"No, Pei Chenyang never said anything wrong with you in front of me."

What Zhao Mengmeng said was not nonsense, but a fact.

In the past, Pei Chenyang didn't dare to complain, because Zhao Mengmeng didn't talk to him at all. If he said something wrong about Zhao Yan, what would happen to Zhao Yan, Pei Chenyang would be scolded by Zhao Mengmeng first.

Later, they reconciled, although Zhao Yan always played tricks and obstructed them.

Pei Chenyang thinks it's quite interesting to play around like this.

Therefore, I didn't think Zhao Yan really went too far.

She's not a woman, so she doesn't need to tell her father-in-law's right and wrong in his wife's ears every day.

"Just talk nonsense, now that my daughter has become Pei Chenyang's person, how can I care about my father's life?" Zhao Yan snorted coldly, his tone sour.

A little melancholy, the girl who has been raised for more than twenty years, has a man, and it turns out that being a father is not so important.

Zhao Mengmeng had a bitter and bitter face, "Dad, I will get angry when you talk like that. Dad is dad, and I am father. They are the most important family members in my heart. Even Pei Chenyang can't compare with you. "

The two father and daughter were about to fight, and Zhao's mother was speechless.

Of course, I still feel sorry for my daughter.

Because in her opinion, her husband is simply looking for trouble and trouble.

"Sweet talk, I don't believe it."

"Then what do you have to do to believe it?" Zhao Mengmeng rolled her eyes, why didn't she realize before that her father was still so jealous?

Well, eating Pei Chenyang's vinegar is so sour that the whole ward can smell it.

Thinking of this, Zhao Mengmeng walked over and stood beside Zhao Yan's hospital bed.

Leaning over, bending over, kissed Zhao Yan on the cheek.

"Dad, I love you."

"I'll say it. I've never said this to Pei Chenyang, let alone anyone else. Only my father has this honor."

Now, are you satisfied?

Zhao Yan touched his face, his old face flushed slightly, he didn't expect his daughter to kiss him. "How old are you?" He said with some disgust.

"No matter how old she is, she's still your daughter. Why? Dad hates it?"

Zhao Yan has nothing to say, the topic just now has been exposed, and no one will bring it up again.

Half an hour later, Pei Chenyang arrived on time.

"Knock knock knock" knocked on the door, and the corners of Mother Zhao's mouth curled up, "It's probably Chen Yang."

Zhao Mengmeng ran to open the door, the one standing outside was not Pei Chenyang?

"Come here? Come in." Opening the door, Zhao Mengmeng noticed that Pei Chenyang was not only holding flowers, but also a basket of fruit.

"Uncle and aunt." Pei Chenyang walked in generously and said hello.