Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The eighteenth bowl of soup (Eleven)

"No." Qing Huan smiled at Wen Zhifu. "Is there anything he will regret more about choosing you as a playmate?"

The gentleness on Wen Zhifu's face almost shattered. She really didn't understand why she could maintain a gentle and noble mask when facing others, but every time she met this woman, she was impulsive. ! Could it be that just because this woman has a beautiful face, I feel that I can't win against her? ! "Miss Qinghuan, please respect yourself."

Qing Huan picked up a grape in the fruit bowl and slowly peeled it. She has a kind of elegance and laziness in everything she does, just like now, Madam Chen and Wen Zhifu can't help but focus their eyes on the grapes in Qing Huan's hands, watching the pair of slender hands slowly peeling the grape skins It fell off, revealing the crystal clear flesh, and then sent it into the mouth with the fingertips, it really showed a different kind of sexy.

She is a stunner among stunners, and the vixen is no different, but she is more noble and dignified than the vixen. How can there be such a woman in the world, did she just use such an appearance to seduce Chen Leng? !

Mrs. Chen said: "No matter what, I hope you can take the initiative to leave A Leng. A Leng is the head of the Chen family. He must never have a woman like you who can't take him out. Only Zhifu is from a famous family. Only talented women are qualified to be Ah Leng's wife."

The grapes are sweet and juicy, Qing Huan took out a tissue and wiped her hands, smiling: "I'm so beautiful, why can't I take it out?"

"You're just an orphan without a parent! You haven't gone to college, you haven't even graduated from high school, what else do you have except this face?! To tell you the truth, I've seen a lot of women like you, from a humble background , I don't have much knowledge, and relying on a beautiful face, I do the act of selling out my body, so that I can marry into a wealthy family and find a golden tortoise-in-law one day?" Madam Chen sneered again and again. "But I tell you, I'm Chen Leng's mother, and Chen Leng's wife can never be made by a woman like you! If you are smart, I can write you a check, so that you can live well in the future. Good day, don't think about the Chen family."

She said a lot, Qing Huan asked: "Is it finished?"

Mrs. Chen felt that she was being despised and said angrily: "I warn you—"

"Okay, don't talk about it, I can almost hear the cocoon in my ears." Qing Huan glanced at her. "It's Chen Leng who insisted on marrying me. If you have the ability, you can let him divorce me. Don't dare to be presumptuous in front of Chen Leng, and come to me and chat endlessly. You don't mind me, but I don't mind it. The threshold of your Chen family is not made of gold, so what if I step in, I can smash it, believe it or not?"

Wen Zhifu complained: "Auntie did everything for the good of A Leng, do you really like A Leng? If you are sincere, how can you talk to A Leng's mother like this? Do you respect the elders? Don't you understand?!"

"One bite at a time, A Leng, you only knew him when you were a child, and you don't have any friendship. He wouldn't like you even if you were so affectionate on the pole." Qing Huan lazily. "Of course I know to respect the elders, but what I respect is that the behavior of the elders is not her age. All cats and dogs dare to call themselves elders because they are old. It really makes people feel that it is disrespectful to the old."

Mrs. Chen's nose was almost crooked, she pointed at Qing Huan and said, "I will never agree! I will never agree!"

Qing Huan was sitting opposite the two of them, but now she suddenly smiled: "Have you finished talking with your father?"

Mrs. Chen Wen Zhifu turned her head to look at the same thing. Chen Leng was walking towards this side. He was always expressionless, so he didn't know how much he heard what they said just now.

Pulling Qing Huan up from the sofa, Chen Leng said to Mrs. Chen, "Mother, let's go back first, goodbye."

After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for Mrs. Chen to answer, let alone Wen Zhifu's sobbing eyes, she directly led Qing Huan and walked out.

He doesn't like this pair of parents, and he doesn't like this house. He thinks, Xie Yiyi's boyfriend is indeed a good one, but he can't copy all his experience. His parents are Qin Se and Ming, but his They respect each other like a guest, and their attitude towards their daughter-in-law is even more different. "I will never bring you here again."

Hearing this, Qing Huan asked, "Why, you were persuaded by your father to think that I am not worthy of you, and that I am ashamed of you?"

She was joking, but Chen Leng clearly didn't get it, and said seriously: "No, they will never accept you, and you don't need their acceptance, you just follow me." No one Knowing more clearly than him what kind of people his parents were, Chen Leng never felt sad or lost. Those two people were no different from strangers in his heart.

The way he explained obediently was a bit cute, Qing Huan stood on tiptoe and touched his soft black hair, and said, "Okay."

Chen Leng inexplicably felt that her action was a bit strange, as if she usually did the same when she touched the cat. He... is not her cat.

The emotionally obtuse Chen Leng finally realized that Qing Huan's attitude towards herself has never been like a man's towards a woman - from the comparison between Xie Yiyi and her boyfriend, it can be seen that Qing Huan is more like a man Think of him as something like cats and dogs that needs education and guidance, a child, or a younger brother. Chen Leng suddenly stopped and asked, "Have you never regarded me as a man?"

Qing Huan listened and looked down at him subconsciously. Chen Lengjun blushed: "That's not what I said!"

"Then which one did you say?" Qing Huan wondered. "I don't treat you as a man, do I treat you as a woman? Do you still have this hobby?"

Chen Leng felt that she was being deceived by her, because what she said was right, but when she thought about it carefully, she didn't know what was wrong. There was never a moment when he hated his emotional intelligence, which was not even up to the average, "I..."

Qing Huan looked at him and waited for him to speak.

In the end, Chen Leng didn't know what he was going to say. He rarely got angry, but this time his face turned red, and then he took Qing Huan's hand and left without looking at her.

He analyzed the situation at the moment and Qing Huan's attitude towards him in his heart, and then he considered the language, trying to make his words sharper. Anyway, I can't talk to her without confidence, otherwise I will be taken to the East African Rift Valley every minute and I won't be able to climb out.

Qing Huan finds it funny when she sees his serious thinking. She really thinks that Chen Leng is like a child. Although he is an adult and has great abilities, he is like a blank sheet of paper in terms of emotions. The moving heart makes him seem like he is in the clouds, making people afraid to approach, but if anyone muster the courage to feel his heart, they will know that this is actually a child.

Children = mentally handicapped adults with negative emotional intelligence.

It would be better to beautify it, but Qing Huan didn't want her to leave in the future. Chen Leng fell ill and took back the girl he liked to marry. Not every girl is as adaptable as she is. I didn't see Xie Yiyi almost A tragic death - eh, she seems to have forgotten about Xie Yiyi's death once...

If this is the case, if you don't find out the mastermind behind the scenes and solve it, there will be trouble in the future. Qing Huan can't accept the fact that she has a memory problem!

Does she want to eat some walnuts to nourish her brain?

Chen Leng saw Qing Huan's dignified expression out of the corner of his eyes. He thought it was his cold face that frightened her, so he wanted to find some topic to relax each other, but his mouth was too stupid to talk about the stock market. Going or planning? Girls don't like this. "...Are you full?"

"...full."

"Oh." He asked again after a pause. "Are you thirsty now?"

Qing Huan wanted to laugh, this child's brain circuit is different from that of normal people, "I am very good now, neither hot nor thirsty nor hungry, nor sleepy."

...Chen Leng shut up. His face was cold all the year round, but now it shows a bit of grievance, Qing Huan almost laughed, couldn't help but patted his head again, feeling that he really looked like a cat, cold and thinking If you want the master to touch it, the one who loves face refuses to approach, but he can't help but meow.

Chen Leng really feels that something is wrong at this moment. They are obviously husband and wife, and they have obtained the marriage certificate. What does it mean that she always likes to touch his head now?

But her strength is moderate and gentle. The feeling of slender fingers rubbing his scalp is super comfortable. Chen Leng can't help but enjoy it, narrowing his eyes, and even trembling slightly because of the touch. When Qing Huan retracted his hand, he pinched his ear, and for a few seconds, Chen Leng almost disregarded his self-esteem and said you don't go.

But he held back.

Fortunately, he held back, otherwise his fame in this life would be impossible to guarantee.

Xie Yiyi and the senior hadn't come back yet. After Qing Huan opened the door, he went to make coffee. Chen Leng sat on the sofa for a while, not knowing what to think. Anyway, he looked very serious. At this moment, the white cat that he had not liked very much jumped to the table in front of him with graceful steps, its snow-white fur gleamed in the sun, and its beautiful eyes were big and round, reflecting A strange light came. In all fairness, this cat can really be called Song Yu among cats, but...

Is it really comfortable to touch? Chen Leng slowly stretched out his hand to touch the cat named Jiguang, but the cat was very alert, and when he noticed that he stretched out his hand, he immediately exposed his sharp teeth like an indecent little girl, his back hair exploded, and his right front limb was threatening. He even raised it up, showing his claws, very fierce, and if Chen Leng dared to insult it, it would scratch him into a shredded potato posture.

This time, Chen Leng just wanted to touch it and dismissed the idea. This cat is very temperamental, he doesn't touch anyone except Qing Huan, and he only eats what Qing Huan feeds. Hypocrisy is a disease that needs to be cured.

Jiguang glanced at Chen Leng arrogantly, and his eyes were so bright that Chen Leng had the illusion that this cat could understand what he was thinking. Fortunately, Jiguang quickly jumped to the window sill and found a cat that could take a bath. Lie down in the sunny place and enjoy it extraordinarily.