Zhou Xiaoou hung up the phone in a panic.
Chen Jing had a bad feeling.
Without even bothering to put on slippers, she quickly ran to the bedroom to call Chen Fan.
Chen Fan was suddenly woken up and was still a little grumpy.
When he opened his eyes and saw that it was Chen Jing, he finally relaxed.
He squinted his eyes, his tone was lazy and hoarse,
"What's wrong, Jingjing? Why are you calling me so anxiously? Are you hungry?"
Chen Jing clicked her tongue.
"No, no, your dad, my uncle is here!!!"
Chen Fan was still confused and didn't hear anything at all.
"Come if you want to. Treat him to a meal."
"No, did you hear that? Your dad is here! He's at the bar now!"
Chen Jing had no choice but to shout out loud, and this shout woke Chen Fan up from his dream.
When he came to his senses, he suddenly jumped up from the bed.
"What did you say? The old man is here?"
Chen Fan couldn't believe his ears.
Why do we only talk about it in the afternoon and arrive in the evening?
"No, no, Jingjing, I have to go. You have to hide me and don't tell him where I am!"
Chen Fan said as he casually put on his coat and fled.
"Uncle has already come to the bar, how could he not know where you are?"
Chen Jing calmly analyzed it for him.
"If you run away now, your bar will probably be ruined and will be directly razed by Uncle. If you apologize in person in a nice tone, maybe Uncle will be so moved that he will forgive you. What do you think?"
"Forget it, can he forgive me? If he doesn't give me a good beating, he won't be himself anymore."
"So you're going to keep running away? And how long can you hold on?"
Chen Fan calmed down and thought about it carefully.
One of them gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll go and meet him."
Chen Jing, "I'll accompany you."
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