Little Yu'er was a girl who loved to dream. She liked sweet love and looked forward to a perfect ending. Unfortunately, Chen Hansheng disappointed her twice.
During the first "Shuraba", because Chen Hansheng didn't confess his love to her, Little Yu'er applied for a QQ account and pretended to be "Chen Yingjun" to confess his love to her after they broke up.
During the second "Shuraba", because the two of them had already reached the stage of discussing marriage, Little Fishy held onto Chen Hansheng's arm and took a walk in the snow after they parted ways. When their hair was covered with snow, they pretended to accidentally walk until their hair turned white so that they would no longer have any regrets in life.
Thinking that a girl like Xiao Rongyu actually foolishly deceived herself, not only Chen Hansheng, but also Wang Zibo and Bian Shishi felt very sad.
"Chen Hansheng, Little Yu'er loves you far more than you think. You will regret it sooner or later."
Bian Shishi wiped her tears and said, "Also, unless you can completely break up with Shen Youchu, don't come to Little Yu'er, because you will continue to hurt her."
"What you said is very reasonable."
Chen Hansheng lowered his head and said guiltily, "But I can't agree."
"You …"
Bian Shishi stomped her feet and glared at Wang Zibo, then went upstairs to find Little Yu'er.
Wang Zibo shook his butt. He was actually the most innocent person in the whole thing, but he always had to take the blame for no reason.
"Xiao Chen, are you crying?"
Wang Zibo looked at Chen Hansheng and suddenly found that this carefree childhood friend of his also had a little tear in the corner of his eyes.
"Men don't cry easily. That's only because they haven't been deeply hurt."
Chen Hansheng let out a long sigh. "I hate myself too. I can't believe I've turned into a crybaby."
"…"
Wang Zibo scratched his head. Why was Xiao Chen still acting cute at a time like this?
"Let's go."
When Chen Hansheng saw that the chandelier in Little Yu'er's living room was lit up, he knew that she should be home. He waved his hand and asked Wang Zibo to leave.
… ….
Chen Hansheng and the others had just returned to Harbor City a while ago, and now they suddenly came back again. The parents all guessed that something must have happened, but their reactions were different.
When Lu Yuzhen saw Wang Zibo, she thought that something had happened to her honest son, so she questioned him sternly. Wang Zibo didn't want to explain, but Lu Yuzhen felt that Wang Zibo was hiding something, so her tone became more and more intense.
In the end, the mother and son quarreled, and no one talked to each other.
Zibo's father didn't get up at all. He was tired from working during the day, so he fell asleep and didn't hear anything in the living room.
When Chen Hansheng came home, Chen Zhaojun and Liang Meijuan were also quite surprised. Old Chen silently observed his son's expression, and Liang Meijuan also asked why.
"What's there to ask? Are you two curious babies?"
Chen Hansheng said with his head held high, "This is my home. I can come back whenever I want."
"But you are still my son. As a mother, don't you have the right to ask?"
Liang Meijuan stretched out her hand and patted the snow on Chen Hansheng's clothes. "Why are your clothes all wet? Did you run back to Harbor City from Jianye?"
"I turned into Ace Ultraman and flew back."
Chen Hansheng patted his belly. "Mom, I'm hungry. Hurry up and cook some noodles."
Empress Dowager Liang also wanted to say a few words. Old Chen winked and motioned his wife to cook first. He came over to inquire.
When something happened, Liang Meijuan still trusted her husband very much. She went to the kitchen and turned 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 and wiped himself carelessly while turning on the TV. His body gradually warmed up under the heat of the electric heater.
"Do you smoke?"
Old Chen sat beside him and handed one to his son.
In this ordinary living room, the TV was playing noisy programs. His father was beside him, and his mother was cooking fragrant pork rib noodles in the kitchen. Chen Hansheng looked up. The winter snow was still on the street, but it couldn't get into the house. He looked out of the window and suddenly felt very happy.
"Home is still the most comfortable."
Chen Hansheng subconsciously relaxed.
Old Chen, the office director, was very powerful. He was gentle and wise, and very patient. Although Chen Hansheng was afraid of Empress Dowager Liang, Chen Zhaojun knew how to communicate with his rebellious son.
"How's business recently?"
Old Chen stared at the TV program and asked as if he didn't know.
"It's okay."
Chen Hansheng answered indifferently.
"Oh."
Chen Zhaojun nodded and jumped to the next topic. "Does Little Yu 'er know that you're back this time?"
"She's back too."
Chen Hansheng's expression was a bit impatient.
After Old Chen found out, he immediately stopped asking and changed to some unimportant topics. When Liang Meijuan brought the steaming pork rib noodles and Chen Hansheng was eating, Chen Zhaojun asked again, "How long do you plan to stay this time? Do you want to discuss the wedding next year?"
"Too busy."
Chen Hansheng's mouth twitched, but he still refused in the end. He quickly finished eating, threw down the bowl and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
"What's wrong with this dog?"
Liang Meijuan asked hurriedly.
"There might be a problem with Hansheng and Little Yu 'er."
Chen Zhaojun said slowly, his calm eyes full of worry.
"What?"
Liang Meijuan was shocked. "They've bought a house and met their relatives. I've also accepted my fate. What problem can there be?"
"What do you mean by accepting your fate?"
Old Chen frowned. "What if Old Xiao and Lv Yuqing hear this? What will they think?"
"I know. I mean, I've already let go of the knot in Youchu's heart. Little Yu 'er and Hansheng shouldn't have any twists and turns between them."
Liang Meijuan fidgeted and said, "Let's ask him later."
"Don't ask. He obviously doesn't want to talk much tonight."
Chen Zhaojun thought for a while and said, "Little Yu 'er has also returned home. Why don't we make a detour to Cangwu Residence before going to work tomorrow? Firstly, we can find out the situation. Secondly, if there's really a problem, we can talk about it and solve it face to face. Thirdly, if the problem is really serious, the two of us can go over and apologize. It's better than Old Xiao coming over personally."
"Is it really that serious, Old Chen?"
Liang Meijuan looked at her husband.
Chen Zhaojun didn't say anything. He also hoped that he was making a mountain out of a molehill.
… …
Compared to Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo, Little Yu 'er's house had the biggest commotion. When Xiao Hongwei and Lv Yuqing saw that their daughter had returned, they didn't feel too happy. Other than being surprised, they were also worried.
This was normal. Generally speaking, when their children were studying abroad, what parents were most afraid of was suddenly receiving a call from the school counselor or the child's roommate in the middle of the night.
Little Yu 'er's current situation was similar. Her return this time was rather sudden, and it had only been a few days since the last time she came back. Especially when they saw Little Yu' er's swollen eyelids from crying, the couple's hearts ached.
"Daughter, what's going on?"
Lv Yuqing pulled Little Yu 'er into her arms and caressed her daughter's haggard face.
Facing her parents who loved her dearly, Little Yu 'er couldn't hold back the tears that she had just wiped away at the door. She threw herself into Lv Yuqing's arms and sobbed softly.
This made Old Xiao very anxious. Xiao Rongyu couldn't answer, so he asked Bian Shishi, "What happened? Where's Hansheng? Did they quarrel with each other? "
"Yes …"
Bian Shishi bit her lips. She was also in a difficult position.
Shishi still knew the severity of the situation. She didn't rashly "stand up" for her best friend and complain loudly. This kind of thing should be explained to her parents by Little Yu 'er herself.
After all, this was already a dispute between two families. The slightest carelessness was likely to cause big trouble.
… …
(There's another chapter, try to write it before 12 o 'clock. Although there's a detailed outline, I still need to think about it carefully.)
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