How many abilities does Han Chen have that she doesn't know?

What exactly does the Han family behind Han Chen exist?

All of this seemed to gradually outline the general outline in Zhou Mo's mind.

Han Chen made her smarter. Zhou Mo now has some answers, but he just doesn't know that Da has not reached what Han Chen said "smart".

Han Chen started the car and found another parking place.

The two held hands and found a breakfast shop together.

Han Chen settled Zhou Mo and found a place to sit.

He went to the window to order food, asked the clerk to ask two pairs of disposable chopsticks, and asked the clerk not to insert straws when making soy milk.

It's all Zhou Mo's little habits.

Zhou Mo was happy and at ease.

After all, who doesn’t want to see their lover care about them?

Zhou Mo was already hungry. He didn't eat too much last night, but he was still hungry until now this morning.

After Han Chen brought the breakfast, Zhou Mo could no longer help but acted directly.

"This small bun tastes good," Zhou Mo ate with relish.

"Another drawer?" Han Chen asked.

"Uh-huh."

"It seems you are really hungry," Han Chen said with a smile.

Usually Zhou Mo couldn't finish a tray, so he picked two of them and ate a few bites, and then he yelled that he would be full, and he would solve the rest.

This time Zhou Mo was hungry for a long time and ate a tray by himself.

Han Chen was in a good mood when he saw that he was inexplicably in good mood, and he also followed Zhou Mo and had a big appetite.

After the two of them finished their breakfast, Han Chen thought of something and suddenly asked: "Did you bring the medicine?"

Zhou Mo slapped his forehead and then remembered.

"I brought it with me...but... it's all this. I'll drink it when I go back to the college. There's a microwave in the office."

"Drink now," Han Chen said without saying a word, and directly reached out, "Give me the medicine."

Zhou Mo took out a bag of medicine from his bag and put it in the palm of his hand.

Han Chen got up, went to the window to find the boss, and asked them to help heat the Chinese medicine.

He saw drinks on the small shelves of the breakfast shop, and then picked up a bottle of "rock sugar pears".

During the time of heating Chinese medicine, Han Chen asked the boss how much breakfast costs and he wanted to check out together.

Just as he was about to scan the code, his cell phone suddenly rang.

The number is not unfamiliar with no notes, and the place of ownership is displayed in the imperial capital.

Han Chen hesitated for a moment, but he still answered.

"Hey, grandpa."

Zhou Mo was waiting for Han Chen to return, but Han Chen suddenly answered the phone.

She thought it was a job call. When she heard Han Chen's "Grandpa", Zhou Mo's heart skipped inexplicably, as if something had sunk into the bottom of the valley.

A worry suddenly rose.

She rubbed the tiger's mouth nervously, and her eyes kept staring at Han Chen.

Han Chen did not avoid her, but instead turned his body to sit back on his seat.

He then continued the phone and listened carefully to the people in the listener.

Zhou Mo didn't know what the person on the other end of the phone said. Anyway, he had been talking for a long time, and Han Chen kept listening, only answering "Yes" and "Okay", and not revealing much information.

She was curious, and Han Chen had already finished the call.

Zhou Mo was stunned.

Is this over?

"What did your grandpa say?"

Han Chen's eyebrows were deep, "It's nothing, let me go home on Eleven."

"Then you want to go back?"

“I’m thinking.”

Zhou Mo suddenly felt a little disappointed.

Although she could understand, it was Han Chen’s home after all, so there was no reason why people didn’t go home.

No matter how fierce the trouble was, there were Han Chen's family there.

The family affection that is thicker than water cannot be cut down.

Zhou Mo's heart is grudge because Han Chen said at the beginning that he would not return to the imperial capital in the future.

His hand was suddenly covered by Han Chen's big palm, and the gentle touch suddenly made people feel much more at ease.

"Don't worry," Han Chen said: "My grandfather said nothing about you just now, which means he has not made any statement yet. Maybe this time he is waiting for me to go back and discuss this matter."

Zhou Mo was not so optimistic, "I don't think so."

Han Chen: "What do you think?"

Zhou Mo: "Will this be a trap to lie to you to go back?"

Han Chen: "It shouldn't be true. My grandfather wants me to go back, there are some ways."

Zhou Mo held Han Chen's hand and said, "I don't want you to leave."

Han Chen was afraid of slapping Zhou Mo's back of his hand, "It's okay, my family doesn't know about our marriage. Sooner or later they must know about this, and they must accept the reality of our marriage. As for the future... no matter what their attitude is, I will not be separated from you. The only one who compromises is them, not me."

"I believe you...but..." Zhou Mo was still worried.

"Believe me, there is always a way," Han Chen comforted, "I won't leave immediately, I'll stay with you for a few days first."

"Yes," Zhou Mo nodded.

Escape cannot solve the problem.

The Han family's affairs will be settled sooner or later.

Since Han Chen said this, Zhou Mo can only believe him.

Han Chen said: "Don't worry, I will definitely not go back by myself. My mother may not have returned to Han's house for a long time, so I will go with her."

Zhou Mo smiled, "It's indeed a good idea."

Han Chen thought about it and said, "I don't know if my dad has time. If only he could come back, it would be great."

Zhou Mo joked, "Will he help you with cover?"

Han Chen said helplessly: "My father never cared about the matters of the Han family. The only thing he cared about was my grandfather's physical condition. Except for not obeying my grandfather's arrangements for his career, he listened to his grandfather's words. In addition, he is the youngest son in the family, and his grandfather did not have much demands on him. Now his career has achieved success, and his grandfather is also proud of him. My father has been obedient since he was a child and has never made any requests to his family, so... if he protects me, it might be of some use."

Zhou Mo understands Han Chen’s thoughts.

Han Chen's father is the youngest of his son, and Han Chen is the youngest of his grandson.

Grandpa Han Chen’s thinking is a typical way of thinking of the parents in the clan.

He loves the youngest in his family.

Even if a loved young man makes a mistake, the punishment will be lighter than that of others.

Maybe his grandfather was soft-hearted and he would compromise on this matter.

It is very difficult to have disagreements with parents and try to convince the other party.

The inherent thoughts of the older generation are deeply rooted.

The younger you are, the easier it is to accept other people's opinions and ideas. The older you are, the worse it is, and you will only become more and more paranoid. You will only be paranoid and deny the opinions and ideas of others, especially those from younger generations.

Zhou Mo could only pray that Han Chen's grandfather's thoughts should not be solidified like that and gave them a chance to convince him.

The boss helped heat the medicine and brought it over.

Zhou Mo looked at the black and yellow Chinese medicine soup and fell into deep thought.

Her illness undoubtedly added another difficulty to Han Chen's return to Han's house this time.

The Han family seems to have considerable requirements for whether they can give birth.

And she...

The reality cannot be changed. The only way she can do is to do what she can do now.

For example, take the medicine obediently.

Han Chen quickly handed over the rock sugar pear. After Zhou Mo finished drinking the medicine, he immediately took it and drank it in big gulps, trying to wash away the bitterness in his mouth.
Chapter completed!