Dou Wei'er closed her mouth, looked at He Jifan calmly and indifferently, said nothing, and looked like she was being slaughtered.
"Speak." He Jifan didn't like her indifferent attitude.
"What do you want to hear?" Dou Weier asked him.
"" He Jifan let go of her slowly, spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, and habitually raised his foot to grind it.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned his head and asked the little woman standing with her back against a pillar, "I haven't seen you for so long, so there is nothing to tell me."
Dou Weier bent down to pick up the tassel bag on the ground and put it in the crook of her arm, brushed the messy hair on her forehead, took out a makeup mirror from the bag to touch up makeup, and after finishing everything, she looked up at the pretentious man, "No."
He Jifan lit a cigarette again, "You used to"
"Oh" Dou Weier seemed to suddenly think of something, looked down at her bag, took out her wallet, and pulled out a black credit card, "This is what you compensated me when I had a miscarriage. I used to be poor and needed this card to support my consumption. Now I can make money by myself. I don't need it. I will return it to you. I still have the money I spent on you before."
He Jifan looked at the black card. In the past, when he was in the most relaxed mood, he received a consumption text message from this card, which gave him the illusion that they still maintained a relationship. It has been more than half a year now, and he has not received any consumption text messages.
Recently, I received a text message from the account, and the amount is not small.
Seeing him not moving for a long time, Dou Weier took a step forward and stuffed the card into his trouser pocket.
"Goodbye, Mr. He."
Two minutes later, a linen Jin Junwei drove past He Jifan quickly, and looked up at the entrance of the basement where the shadow of the car disappeared. He Jifan bit his cigarette and sneered.
A little girl, she really thought her wings were stiff
Taking out the black card in his pocket, it seemed that there was a faint fragrance of a woman.
At six o'clock in the evening, He Jifan came home, changed his shoes and went into the living room, a small staggered figure ran over and hugged his leg, "Dad"
He Chizhou's two small hands were greasy, his mouth was still stained with golden crispy skin, and his eyes were flickering.
He Jifan grabbed his creaking nest and lifted him, holding him in his arms.
He Chizhou smiled happily, and touched his father's face with his greasy little hands.
For this son, He Jifan likes and loves him dearly. He scratched his son's chubby belly with his hands, which made him giggle happily.
"Brother Jifan." A soft female voice sounded, breaking the happy time of the father and son.
He Jifan looked up and looked over, and there was a beautiful and graceful girl standing there in the sofa area, looking in her twenties, wearing a sleeveless chiffon skirt, shoulder-length hair, slightly curly hair, sweet and lovely, looking at He Jifan and smiling happily.
"Why are you here?" He Jifan frowned, and the smile on his lips faded.
The girl is the little granddaughter of Mrs. He's old best friend for sixty or seventy years, named Ye Yushi.
"I..." Ye Yushi's white cheeks were slightly red when he was asked, and he didn't know how to answer. Mrs. He came from the direction of the bathroom, and when she heard He Jifan's question, she replied directly: "I asked Yushi to come and play. You all stay away all day. I am an old woman who is almost dying of loneliness. I am not allowed to find someone to accompany me."
"Zhouzhou's chicken legs are finished. When it's raining, wipe Zhouzhou's mouth with a wet towel, and see how greasy Zhouzhou's small hands and mouth are."
Ye Yushi took the wet wipe from Mrs. He, took one, hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards He Jifan.
The oil on He Chizhou's little paws was almost wiped off He Jifan's body. After Ye Yushi wiped his hands, he wiped his mouth again. The technique was a bit clumsy, and it looked like he had never taken care of a child.
"I'll do it." He Jifan took the wet wipe from her hand.
The faint smell of perfume mixed with the smell of cigarettes came from the man's body, and his cheeks turned redder when it rained.
Mrs. He saw her shyness and nodded in satisfaction.
To be the daughter-in-law of the He family, you must first be well-behaved, and you can slowly train the others in the future. Mrs. He has seen a few of the women outside He Jifan, and they all look like vixen.
Now He Jifan is almost thirty-seven years old, and he is about to pass his forties. Although he has a son under his knees, he can't go on like this forever.
Always, marry a daughter-in-law and come back to take care of the family affairs, especially Zhouzhou, you can't be without your mother all the time.
"It's still very hot outside. Afan just came in. It must be very hot. When it's raining, go to the kitchen and make a cup of mint tea for Afan to relieve the heat."
"Grandma He, I, I won't..." Ye Yushi was a little at a loss. She was also spoiled at home, and she didn't know what mint tea looked like.
A girl in her twenties who has not experienced any major life events is lacking in dealing with people and things.
Mrs. He wanted her to have more opportunities to get in touch with He Jifan, but she failed to understand the old man's good intentions.
"It's okay, there are servants in the kitchen, you go over and let them teach you."
"oh."
He Jifan could see Mrs. He's intentions.
He helped He Chizhou clean his small hands and mouth, sat down on the sofa with him in his arms, picked up the children's water cup on the tea table and tested the temperature of the water before giving He Chizhou a drink.
"Grandma, I told you very clearly last time that I have no plans to start a family for the time being, so please don't delay my little girl."
Mrs. He touched Zhouzhou's furry head, and said earnestly: "You don't think about yourself, you have to think about Zhouzhou. He is more than one year old now, and in a year or two, he will find his mother. Is it possible that you still want that actor to meet Zhouzhou?"
In the eyes of the elderly, the entertainment industry is very chaotic, and the women in that industry are also active in their minds, so they are not suitable to be stepmothers to their great-grandchildren.
"Then do you think that Miss Jiao, who can't even make mint tea, can be a good stepmother for Zhou Zhou?"
Mrs. He choked, and after a moment of silence, she argued: "Not now, but you will learn more later. These are not the most important things. The important thing is that Yushi is a pure-hearted and kind-hearted child. Even if she can't take good care of Zhou Zhou, she will still have a servant to help her. As long as she can truly love Zhou Zhou, it will be fine. If her mind is not pure, the servant will not be able to help her."
"Zhouzhou is your son, you decide for yourself."
While the two were talking, He Chizhou slid off He Jifan's legs, dragged out his storage box for holding toys from under the coffee table, opened the lid, and threw the toys inside everywhere.
He Jifan looked at the way the little guy pouted his little butt, and a flash of color appeared in his mind. Even though he was gorgeous and charming, his facial features still looked immature, and he was also very casual in life. When we were together before, he would cover her with a quilt when he woke up at night. Several times when he didn't wake up at night, she caught a cold. A person who can't even take care of himself can't be expected to take good care of the child.
"Grandma, if you marry a girl back, it's just to make her a good queen of Zhouzhou.
Mom, wouldn't it be unfair to that girl? She's loved by her whole family, and she wouldn't be alone without her. "
He Jifan said and got up.
"You have never lacked maternal love since you were a child, and you don't know the meaning of a mother to a child, you..." Madam He wanted to say something, but when she caught a glimpse of Ye Yu coming out of the kitchen from the corner of her eye, she closed her mouth and did not continue.
"Grandma He, Brother Ji Fan, drink mint tea." Ye's cheeks were always flushed in the rain.
"I have something to do when I go out, so I won't drink."
He Jifan touched Xia Zhouzhou's head, "Dad is going out, say goodbye to Dad."
He Chizhou dropped the toy in his hand, hugged He Jifan's calf, and kept shouting: "Dad, Dad!"
Obviously he didn't want He Jifan to leave.
He Jifan squatted down, "Zhou Zhou is good, Dad has something to do outside, we will play with Zhou Zhou when he comes back, our Zhou Zhou is the most obedient, isn't he?"
"Father" He Chizhou didn't talk much, he frowned and looked at He Jifan pitifully, with an expression on the verge of crying.
"Zhouzhou good boy." He Jifan stood up holding Zhouzhou, stuffed him into Mrs. He's arms, turned around and walked towards the entrance.
He Chizhou looked unhappy, but he didn't cry.
"Afan..." Mrs. He didn't know that he was trying to avoid Ye Yu, she called out, but her eldest grandson left without looking back.
Ye Yushi watched the tall and straight figure of the man disappear into the porch, with disappointment in his eyes.
No matter how ignorant she is, she also has a woman's intuition.
He Jifan doesn't seem to like her very much.
"It's getting late, I should go back." Ye Yushi picked up the small square bag on the corner table, "I'll come see Grandma He next time."
"Dinner is ready, let's go back after eating with Grandma He."
"I'm sorry, I have an appointment with my friend for dinner, next time, come and eat with Grandma He."
Mrs. He carried He Chizhou to send Ye Yushi to the gate of the courtyard.
"Something happened to the company recently, and Ah Fan is worrying about it. He was not like this before, so don't take it to heart."
"I understand." Ye Yushi smiled slightly, shyness and embarrassment were faintly visible between his brows and eyes, he looked at He Chizhou with a gentle gaze, reached out to touch his smooth and delicate face, and said: "Auntie is leaving first, Zhouzhou, don't forget about Auntie."
"Auntie" He Chizhou reached out to grab the violet jadeite bracelet on Ye Yushi's wrist.
"Do you like it?" Ye Yushi said, took off the bracelet and handed it to He Chizhou, "I will lend it to you."
"It's a pretty bracelet, don't let him lose it."
"It's okay, and it's not worth much money. I'm afraid I'll get tired of playing in Zhouzhou next time. Just give it to me."
Mrs. He smiled, "That's fine, come play again in two days."
Just as Ye Yushi's car disappeared from sight, Mrs. He saw He Su'e's car again.
"Why did you come back so early today?"
"Come back and change clothes, I'll be leaving later." He Su'e got out of the car and rushed into the house.
Not long after, she came down again and changed into a long lavender dress with a string of simple and generous pearl necklaces around her neck, holding a white clutch in her hand.
Dress up.
"Where are you going to eat again?"
Mrs. He looked outside, the sun was almost setting.
"I'll go to the Jing family's family dinner tonight, and I won't be coming back tonight." He Su'e said while changing her shoes.
"Are you planning to get back together with Ah Zong?" Mrs. He put down He Chizhou and let him play by himself, staring at He Su'e closely, "Tell me the truth, are you planning to get back together?"
He Su'e didn't answer directly, "Bo Yuan's family is here tonight, I haven't had dinner with them for a long time, Mom, the dress on you is so pretty, you look decades younger."
"Don't make fun of me." Mrs. He glared at her, "I'm asking you something serious."
He Su'e pursed her lower lip and said, "He always wanted to get back with me."
"Then get back together. You know better than me how he treats you. No matter how much you toss, you have been pampering and tolerating you. You just live in the blessings and don't know the blessings. You said that your vision was so bad back then that you had to be close to that Su Muchen."
Mrs. He is ten thousand people who don't like Su Muchen back then. She was born so badly, but she is so noble.
"Some things happened that year. I couldn't get over that hurdle. It was too late. I'll go first. Mom, you can eat well by yourself."
"" The door of the house was closed with a bang, and Mrs. He stared angrily, "Everyone is not at home, so leave me and Zhouzhou, the old and the young, how can we eat so well?"
Then she thought about what He Su'e said that happened back then that she couldn't let go of, Mrs. He frowned her gray and sparse eyebrows, what happened back then
It was the rush hour of the traffic jam, and He Su'e's car moved forward step by step. The usual 30-minute journey was stretched to an hour.
Arriving at the Jing family's old house, the capital is already brightly lit.
Through the fence of the villa, she saw Jing Zong standing beside the camellia tree smoking a cigarette at a glance. Hearing the sound of the car, he turned his head and looked over with deep eyes.
He Su'e stopped the car slowly, and just as she unbuckled her seat belt, Jing Zong had already opened the car door for her.
She was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at the mosquitoes flying within the range illuminated by the street lamps, "There are so many mosquitoes, what do you do outside without being afraid of mosquito bites?"
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He was scheming and pretending to be a demon, just to bring her by his side, hide her, and spoil Fang Yusheng for the rest of his life.
"You marry me. After marriage, I will be loyal to you. You must protect me from death." In desperation, Qiao Jiusheng found Fang Yusheng, who was rumored to have eye disease and was not close to beauty.
He said: "Okay."
Overnight, Qiao Jiusheng was promoted to the eldest mistress of the Fang family, with boundless glory.
Before marriage, he said to her: "Don't dare to peek at me blatantly just because I am blind."
On the night of the wedding, he said to her, "You don't have to dress like a bear, I'm not a woman."
After half a year of marriage, just because she took one more look at a certain man, since then, her computer, mobile phone, bedside table, desk, wallet, and wallet are all selfies of Mr. Fang.
One year after their marriage, the bed, bathroom, and living room are all their battlefields.