"Xiao Hu, you've become degenerate."
Chen Hansheng was very angry. Shen Youchu was cooking in the kitchen while he was watching TV on the sofa. This was a life that only Chen Yingjun could enjoy. Why should Hu Linyu enjoy it?
"It's not like I haven't done anything."
Hu Linyu took out an interesting math exercise book from under her butt. "I'm also responsible for helping A Ning exercise her logical thinking, which will help her learn mathematics, physics, and chemistry well in the future." “
"Don't f * cking talk nonsense. I can teach this kind of rubbish question with my eyes closed!"
Chen Hansheng sneered, opened the exercise book, turned over two pages casually, and closed it quickly. "Even if I can't teach her, won't your parents miss you if you don't go home?"
"How can I be happier at home than here?"
Hu Linyu said lazily, "I have a younger brother. Everyone's attention is on him. Who cares about me? I have to cook and do farm work when I go home."
Chen Hansheng nodded. No wonder Hu Linyu didn't want to go back.
There was air conditioning, girlfriends, and TV here. Every day, she could tease little A Ning who had just come out of the mountains. Occasionally, she would go shopping in Yiwu Commodity City. Her mother-in-law didn't meddle in other people's business. It was an absolutely wonderful life.
"Eat and play."
Shen Youchu said with a Sichuan accent. Probably because she was with her mother-in-law A Ning, her hometown accent always came out habitually.
"Okay."
Hu Linyu sat up with a start and quickly tidied up the textbooks on the table. She asked A Ning to call her mother-in-law and went to the kitchen to serve the dishes.
When the "family of six" was eating, Chen Hansheng explained the reason for his tan again. Shen Youchu listened quietly and drank tofu soup from time to time.
Chen Hansheng didn't say anything before he came back, so Shen Youchu didn't cook much. Now she was worried that there was not enough food, so she asked the others to eat first.
"So, you will be very rich in your junior year?"
Hu Linyu asked curiously after listening to "Rocket 101 Summer Vacation Journey".
Chen Hansheng waved his hand. "Assets aren't the most important thing. What's important is that our influence is constantly increasing. This is much more valuable than pure profits."
With more influence, he would attract more attention, and his value would rise as well.
After the meal, the old lady leaned on her walking stick and went to the sofa without saying a word. Old people seemed to like this, sitting in a seat for a long time without talking or drinking water.
Hu Linyu consciously tidied up the tableware. Shen Youchu planned to help Chen Hansheng tidy up the bed and rest.
Chen Hansheng walked into the bedroom and looked around. This house had three bedrooms. The allocation was very interesting. Grandma had one room, Shen Youchu and A Ning had one room, and the silly Hu Linyu had one room by herself.
"You're clearly the mistress of the house, so why are you living like a maid?"
Chen Hansheng smiled helplessly, but he didn't sleep. He directly went back to Harbor City with Wang Zibo.
Driving on the Jianghang Expressway, Chen Hansheng suddenly asked, "Zibo, what do you think of Hu Linyu?"
Wang Zibo thought it was just an evaluation. He thought for a moment and said, "She's okay, but a little fat. She even has a double chin."
Chen Hansheng nodded. "After you break up with Huang Hui, I'll introduce Hu Linyu to your girlfriend."
"Damn, why do you curse me to break up?"
Wang Zibo thought for a moment. "Besides, I'd rather have Nie Xiaoyu than her."
"Rather?"
Chen Hansheng looked at Wang Zibo. "Is there something wrong with your understanding of this word? I'm reluctant to let Nie Xiaoyu be your friend."
"F * ck!"
Wang Zibo didn't have the upper hand against Chen Hansheng. He was often speechless and could only use some auxiliary words to express his inner feelings.
"I'm serious. At least Hu Linyu is honest."
Chen Hansheng's face was calm. "What about Huang Hui? She's a member of the headquarters of Rocket 101. She should listen to orders, but after she asked for leave in July, she stayed at home all the time. Is she special?"
"She just caught a cold."
Wang Zibo defended Huang Hui.
"Is she dead?"
Chen Hansheng didn't give in at all. "Since she's not dead and has recovered from the cold, she should follow the main group. Huang Hui is capable, but she likes to play tricks. I won't give her a penny of July's salary."
"It's okay."
Wang Zibo didn't take it to heart. "Anyway, she didn't contribute much."
The two childhood friends chatted all the way and arrived at Harbor City around 6 pm. However, Chen Hansheng's parents went out for a wedding banquet. Wang Zibo invited Chen Hansheng to his home.
"We've been together for two months, aren't you tired of it?"
Chen Hansheng chased Wang Zibo out of the car. "I'm going to find Little Yu 'er."
Wang Zibo didn't mind. After Chen Hansheng left, he took out his phone and called Huang Hui.
"Sister Xiao Hui, today's mission is over. I'm going back to Harbor City."
"Oh, did Chen Hansheng have a big problem with me?"
"No, he can understand that you are sick. I've helped you get July's salary. I'll give it to you after we meet during the summer break."
… ….
Chen Hansheng didn't know that Wang Zibo intended to use his own money to pay for the medical expenses. He happily went to Xiao Rongyu's home. After dinner, while eating fruits to help with digestion, Chen Hansheng bragged about how attractive Rocket 101 would be after school started.
Old Xiao and Little Yu 'er listened to him with great interest. Even Lv Yuqing couldn't help but sigh, "It's been hard on you for the past two months. Other than work, you've been working all day."
Chen Hansheng shook his head, "Not really. Occasionally, I would watch movies with my colleagues and go shopping."
"Then, isn't it very lively with a big group of people?"
Little Yu 'er's eyes were filled with envy. During the summer break, other than going to visit relatives, she was forced to practice driving. She basically didn't go out to play much.
"It's alright, but work is also very important."
Chen Hansheng laughed and said, "Therefore, I only bring one senior with me every time to go shopping. I try to save as much manpower as possible."
"What?"
Xiao Rongyu didn't agree, even though she clearly knew that Chen Hansheng was teasing her.
She walked over to Chen Hansheng and wanted to pinch Chen Hansheng's ear, and the two of them started playing around on the sofa.
Little Yu 'er always wore those spaghetti strap pajamas at home, and her arms and legs were all exposed. In short, she didn't treat Chen Hansheng as an outsider. However, with a big movement, the spaghetti strap on the shoulder of the pajamas was pulled down.
Looking at the snow-white collarbone, Chen Hansheng's eyes suddenly stared blankly.
"Cough ~"
Lv Yuqing who was at the side coughed, "Hansheng, it's not early anymore, your parents might have already returned home."
"En, I'm not in a hurry."
Chen Hansheng couldn't bear to shift his gaze away.
Lv Yuqing thought to herself, stinking brat, you don't have any status at all, and you actually dare to take advantage of my family's daughter.
"The temperature of the air conditioner in the living room is too low."
Lv Yuqing instructed, "Little Yu 'er, go and change into a thicker set of pajamas."
Xiao Rongyu was also somewhat embarrassed, and she glared at Chen Hansheng with her beautiful eyes. When she came out from the bedroom, she was already wearing long sleeved pajamas.
Chen Hansheng sighed, patted his butt and stood up, "Aunt Lv, it's about time, my parents might have already finished eating, I better go home, if I'm late, I will be scolded."
… ….
After returning home, Old Chen and Liang Meijuan were indeed at home, and there were also two bags of golden monkey candy on the table.
"Yo, President Chen is back."
Liang Meijuan sneered upon seeing Chen Hansheng, "Not bad, you didn't come home for the entire summer vacation, and when school is about to start, you suddenly thought of coming home to visit your parents."
Chen Zhaojun sized up his son, and discovered that although his son had become quite tanned, his complexion was still very good, and he was still as energetic as before.
Chen Hansheng did not dare to retort, fearing that he would provoke Empress Dowager Liang's anger, and she would pick up the rolling pin and hit him.
The next day just happened to be a weekend, and Liang Meijuan did not need to go to work. Although she went to the market to buy fish and chicken, and made a table full of sumptuous lunch, her mouth still did not stop.
In short, his biological mother was just unhappy with her son. Chen Hansheng accidentally dropped two grains of rice on the floor, and Liang Meijuan was still able to nag for half a day.
Chen Hansheng hurriedly finished eating and planned to leave. Empress Dowager Liang frowned, "You want to leave right after eating, you don't want to do anything at all, go and wash the dishes!"
Chen Hansheng was already about to change his shoes, and when he heard the instruction, he could only obediently go to the kitchen and start washing the dishes.
Old Chen gave a thumbs up, in this world, only Empress Dowager Liang was able to make Chen Hansheng feel fear.
"Mom, I'm done washing."
Not long later, Chen Hansheng walked out after wiping his hands, changed his shoes and quickly went downstairs.
"Hmph, you run faster than a rabbit!"
Liang Meijuan felt that something was wrong, and stood up to go to the kitchen to check.
"Chen! Han! Sheng! "
Liang Meijuan suddenly shouted fiercely.
When Old Chen heard this full name that was filled with murderous intent, he was a bit nervous, "What happened, did you not wash the dishes properly, or …"
After Chen Zhaojun walked into the kitchen, he immediately shut his mouth.
Liang Meijuan asked Chen Hansheng to "wash the dishes", but she did not expect that he really only washed the dishes, and did not touch the other plates, chopsticks, spatula, and so on.
… …
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