Anyway, Dongfang Chen felt happy in his heart, so he naturally nodded with a smile: "My wife and I got married early, and my son is well-nourished, so he looks a little anxious."

Zhong Qingyu has a black face, and Zhong Yan is angry.

You are just anxious. I was nine years old. I have been exercising since I was a child. My tibia was stretched a little taller. But among my peers, I am not particularly tall. Why are I anxious?

Where are you anxious?

"This gentleman is so humorous." The man held his girlfriend's hand, looked at Zhong Yan, and sighed, "It's really because of the good parents' genes. This child is so beautiful. I'm thinking that the child's facial features are delicate. If a girl is a girl, she will definitely be unparalleled. Although the boy is not sharp, he is also very handsome. Your family of three is so happy."

Zhong Yan was so moved that he wanted to cry. It was really not easy for Emma. After so long, some people finally said that she was so delicate.

If someone else calls her handsome and gentlemanly, she will almost think she is a man.

After the couple left, Dongfang Chen felt happy.

"Xiaoxiaoxiao, have you laughed enough? Have you taken advantage of enough?" After Zhong Qingyu was so angry, Dongfang Chen really lied too much, so he just started talking!

Zhong Yan asked them to flirt here, and took photos with his cell phone, and of course he did not forget to take photos with her mother.

On this day, the three of them were exhausted. When they went down the mountain, they really wanted to carry them on their backs and roll down the mountain.

The next morning, Dongfang Chen returned to the mansion.

In the past, I returned to the house very frequently, but during this period, Dongfang Chen was hit by a series of blows, so I came back significantly less often.

"If you don't go after women, why are you going to do when you come back?" The old man didn't go to Dongfang Chen, and looked at the morning newspaper attentively, as if he was not talking to Dongfang Chen.

Dongfang Chen scratched the back of his head, knowing that the old man knew what happened a few days ago, he didn't say much.

After sitting with the old man in the hall for a while, Dongfang Chen got upstairs and seemed to remember something, he suddenly turned around and said to the old man, "Dad, mom's death is coming soon."

As if it was an inadvertent reminder, the old man did not move and was still reading the newspaper seriously, as if he had not heard it. Dongfang Chen didn't say much and went upstairs directly.

I don’t know how long it took, but the old man’s movements of holding the newspaper did not change. It was not until the end that he had to take off his glasses, rub his stubborn eyes, and felt confused.

For half a month, Zhong Qingyu did not see Dongfang Chen.

It seemed that since the man had completely disappeared from the mountain that time.

No, it disappeared from her, and in a trance, it gave people an illusion.

However, Zhong Qingyu didn't care. Although he felt a little disappointed, his performance was not obvious.

Zhong Yan was also very quiet and had no trouble.

But, one thing happened.

I don’t know if someone deliberately made a move or why, a group of photos of Zhong Qingyu suddenly caused a stir after half a month of the cocktail party.

Zhong Qingyu once again became the focus of entertainment.

That group of photos is her and Su Zefan.

It was before the dance between her and Dongfang Chen that Su Zefan took her to the cocktail party at the dazzling moment.

Zhong Qingyu looked at the photos and couldn't help but sigh that the person who took the photos was really attentive. Su Zefan was just talking to her. His movements and body color seemed to be more gentle than he appreciated.

Originally, a gentleman and elegant man is prone to show tenderness. In this way, it seems that there is really something between them.
Chapter completed!