Chapter 770 - Chapter 770: Problems between two families (1/2)
Chapter 770: Problems between two families
Xiao Yu ‘er was a girl who loved to dream. She liked sweet relationships and looked forward to a perfect ending. Unfortunately, Chen hansheng had disappointed her twice.
During the first ” shuraba “, because Chen hansheng never confessed to her, after they broke up, Xiaoyu applied for a QQ account and pretended to be ” Chen yingjun ” to confess to her so that there would be no more regrets in this relationship.
During the second ” shuraba “, because the two had already reached the point of talking about marriage, after they broke up, Xiaoyu took Chen hansheng for a walk in the snow. When her hair was covered with snow, she pretended that she had accidentally walked to the point where her hair had turned white, so that she would no longer have any regrets in life.
Thinking about how a girl like Xiao rongyu had to stupidly lie to herself, not only did Chen hansheng’s heart ache, but Wang Zibo and Bian Shishi also felt terrible.
Chen hansheng, little Yu ‘er loves you more than you think. You’ll regret it sooner or later!
Bian Shishi wiped her tears. also, unless you can break up with Shen youchu completely, don’t come looking for Xiaoyu. You’ll only be continuing to hurt her.
“What you said makes sense.”
Chen hansheng lowered his head and said guiltily, “”But I can’t agree to it. I’ll continue to look for little Yu ‘er.”
“You …”
Bian Shishi stomped her foot and glared at Wang Zibo before she went upstairs to look for Xiaoyu.
Wang Zibo shook his butt. He was actually the most innocent in the whole incident, but he always had to take the blame for no reason.
“Little Chen, are you crying?”
Wang Zibo looked at Chen hansheng and suddenly realized that this heartless, uninhibited childhood friend had a little tear stain at the corner of his eyes.
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“A man’s tears do not fall easily, but they have not reached a sad point.”
Chen hansheng let out a long breath. I hate myself too. I actually became a little fool who likes to cry.
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Wang Zibo scratched his head. Why was little Chen still acting cute at a time like this?
“Let’s go,” he said.
Chen hansheng saw that the hanging light in Xiaoyu’s living room had turned on and knew that she should be home. He waved his hand and asked Wang Zibo to leave.
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Chen hansheng and the others had just returned to Hong Kong a while ago. Now that they were back suddenly, the parents guessed that something must have happened, but their behavior was different.
When Lu Yuzhen saw Wang Zibo, she thought that something had happened to her honest son and sternly asked him all sorts of questions. Wang Zibo didn’t really want to explain, but Lu Yuzhen felt that he was hiding something, so her tone became even more intense.
In the end, the mother and son had an argument and ignored each other.
Zi Bo’s father didn’t wake up at all. He was tired and exhausted from his work during the day, so he didn’t hear any movements in the central room when he was asleep.
After Chen hansheng returned home, Chen Zhaojun and Liang meijuan were also quite surprised. Old Chen silently observed his son’s expression, and Liang meijuan also asked for the reason.
“What’s there to ask? are you curious?”
this is my home, ” Chen hansheng said, sticking his head up. I can come back whenever I want.
“You’re still my son. Don’t you have the right to ask as a mother?”
Liang meijuan reached out and patted the snowflakes on Chen hansheng’s body. why are your clothes all wet? did you run back to Hong Kong from Jian Chen? ”
“I transformed into Ultraman and flew back.”
Chen hansheng patted his belly. mom, I’m hungry. Go and cook some noodles.
Empress Dowager Liang still wanted to say a few more words, but old Chen gave his wife a look, signaling her to go and cook first. He came over to ask.
When something happened, Liang meijuan still trusted her husband. She went to the kitchen to turn on the gas stove. Chen Zhaojun first found a dry towel and then took out the electric heater.”Wipe your hair, be careful not to catch a cold.”
Chen hansheng took the towel, wiped it randomly, and turned on the TV to watch. His body gradually warmed up under the heat of the electric heater.
“Do you smoke?”
Old Chen handed one to his son.
In this ordinary living room, the TV was playing a noisy program. His father was by his side, and his mother was cooking fragrant pork ribs noodles in the kitchen. Chen hansheng raised his head. The winter snow was still splashing on the street, but it could not splash into the house. Just looking out through the window, he suddenly felt very happy.
“It’s still more comfortable at home,”
Chen hansheng’s mind subconsciously relaxed.