Zhou Yunchen smiled slightly, ’Didn’t you want to co? Now you’re leaving without even talking?’
Beauty froze for a mont, then thought about strangling her brother again!
Chen Ming was taken aback, not expecting she ca on her own; he thought Mr. Zhou forced her.
Chen’s mother, however, had her eyes lit up.
In the past, she didn’t like celebrities, but when Jiang Chaoge stood her son up, as a mother, she wanted her son to find soone better than Jiang, for face and self-esteem.
Therefore, she found Beauty pleasing to the eye; if they had a baby, it would surely change the Chen family’s genes—she’s much prettier than Jiang Chaoge.
Chen’s mother’s eyes sparkled, not daring to ruin her son’s chances, she automatically moved aside, eagerly hoping her son could keep the girl, so she could wisely leave as an old lady.
Suddenly, Chen’s mother found a reason.
She yawned, smiling as brightly as spring sunshine: ’Chen Ming, I rembered the ribs at ho are still simring, it might be unsafe, I’ll go check, see you tomorrow,’
Everyone present was shocked again.
For such an honest person as Chen Ming, to have such a tricky mother.
Chen Ming felt uncomfortable but couldn’t say anything, he just smiled: ’Then be careful on your way back.’
Chen’s mother waved briskly: ’Don’t worry, I’m just an old granny.’
And off she went, as if she hadn’t been needing a full-body health check earlier.
With Chen’s mother gone, everyone relaxed. Chen Ming looked at Zhou Yunchen: ’Mr. Zhou, I’m fine now, thank you all for visiting.’
He looked at Beauty, hesitated, and said: ’Don’t mind my mom’s words, she’s just eager for to get married, I’ll explain to her.’
Beauty pursed her lips, stayed silent.
Gu Anxi stretched lazily: ’I’m so sleepy, Uncle, I want to go ho and sleep.’
Bo Xichen understood her and smiled faintly: ’Alright, I’ll wash my hands and we can leave.’
He turned around, instructed the nurse on duty, then washed his hands and left with Gu Anxi. Chen Ming was transferred to a regular single room, feeling a bit embarrassed: ’Mr. Zhou, sorry to show you such a spectacle.’
Zhou Yunchen chuckled, glanced at his sister: ’Talk to him if you’ve got sothing to say, I’ll call my wife to check in.’
Beauty wanted to say she had nothing to say, but Zhou Yunchen cleared his throat: ’Be mature, you two aren’t separated exes. Why be so awkward?’
He then walked to the window to make a call, leaving Chen Ming and Beauty alone.
Chen Ming leaned against the bedhead, looked at her: ’Tired? If you are, you can go back soon.’
He raised his hand: ’See, just a small injury, it’s okay.’
Beauty bit her lip before speaking: ’I... I didn’t an anything earlier, just wanted a drink. I didn’t intend for anything.’
Chen Ming paused, then smiled carelessly: ’Then you probably don’t understand n; you can guarantee yourself but I can’t, so a little accident was worth it.’
After he spoke, Beauty’s feelings beca extrely complicated. Was Chen Ming preferring an accident over anything with her? Was she that bad?
Then why did he keep pestering her before?
Was everything fake?
And now, now she ca... She wouldn’t have co otherwise.
She suddenly beca senselessly angry, not knowing how she got so mad. Yet, no matter how furious, Chen Ming was still Chen Ming, an honest man rejected without fantasies; even if he touched her waist, he’d cherish it for ages.
He looked at her and smiled: ’Girls shouldn’t always be angry, you’ll age faster.’
Beauty, annoyed, verbally attacked: ’You care if girls age? I thought you’d find a woman regardless of whether she maintains herself or not.’
Chen Ming was puzzled, why was she attacking his future wife?
But he gentlemanly nodded: ’Everyone’s beautiful when they’re young; when older, you need a calm heart.’
He added: ’After marriage, I won’t cheat, no matter how old my wife gets.’
Even with soone like Beauty, he would refuse; it’s a matter of principle.
Beauty was infuriated, sitting on the couch, turning her head away; he then noticed she wore a jumpsuit that made her appear younger, less glamorous than usual, instead looking much more obedient.
His gaze ward but soon returned to normal; he’s a self-restrained man, and shouldn’t covet soone not his own, even a glance was wrong.
Beauty sensed him watching her, turned around, glared: ’What, comparing?’
Suddenly, her gaze fell onto his shirt pocket, leaving Chen Ming puzzled.
Beauty leaned over, reaching into his pocket to retrieve a two-inch photo.
It was a young girl, plain but young, looking delicate, mild and sweet.
She looked at Chen Ming: ’Blind date?’
Chen Ming hesitated, then frankly admitted: ’Soone from work introduced her, haven’t seen her yet, maybe in a few days.’
Beauty glared at him.
Suddenly felt she really was playing the lute to a cow, ca here and talked for so long, yet he had another woman’s photo in his pocket; no wonder he ignored her tonight, he had a faithful excuse and a candidate lined up.
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