Chapter 155: Added WeChat, Angry Dad (Update 1)
"Is there something?" Jiang Fuyue turned her head to look at him.
Lin Shumo didn't say another word. He just put the thermos into her arms and walked away.
Jiang Fuyue: “?”
Wang Haojun, who was not far away: “!”
Jiang Fuyue didn't wonder for too long, as soon a text message came in from an unfamiliar number.
Zhong Ziang asked Lin Shumo to pass on the soup he sent her.
Tell her to remember to drink it, and also, don’t forget to approve his WeChat friend request.
Jiang Fuyue opened WeChat and saw that there was indeed a small red dot in the contact area.
She thought about it and agreed.
Send a message to Zhong Ziang: No need for soup.
The other end replied almost instantly: Hey, it’s enough that I’m sending my sincere thoughts to you. It’s up to you whether you drink it or not.
This tactic of retreating to advance was still effective. At least it made Jiang Fuyue frown slightly when she looked at the heavy thermos in her arms.
…
Lin Shumo sat in the cafeteria to eat.
No one dared to sit in the empty seats in front of him and around him, thus creating a vacuum zone. He was inside, and the hustle and bustle of the surrounding world was excluded.
Cold, yet lonely.
He pouted, picking up a piece of pork chop and putting it in his mouth. His headphones played a new article from the journal Physical Review Letters titled "Multi-user time-energy entanglement swapping based on dense wavelength division multiplexed and sum-frequency generation." This article, published internationally for the first time, proposed a dense wavelength division multiplexing (DWDM) quantum network based on quantum entanglement swapping.
"Lin, Young Master Lin..." Someone approached, choosing his words carefully.
Lin Shumo raised his eyes indifferently.
Wang Haojun swallowed hard twice and placed the thermos in front of him: "Jiang Jiang Jiang Fuyue asked me to give it to you!"
After saying that, he turned and ran away.
Lin Shumo looked at the thermos in front of him, which was still intact, and doubts gradually emerged in his eyes.
Are you back?
He took out his cell phone and called Zhong Ziang.
The other end answered quickly, "Xiao Momo, what's going on?"
Judging from his tone, he was in a good mood, and the sound of the wind brought by the speeding sports car was accompanied by the unique youthful vigor and ambition.
Lin Shumo sneered, wondering if this guy would still be so excited after hearing what he said next—
He said, "Jiang Fuyue returned the chicken soup."
Unexpectedly, the person on the other end smiled and said "Oh", not surprised at all: "Just return it, I gave it to you as a gift, hehe..." He also got your WeChat account, making a lot of money!
Lin Shumo frowned: "Is that your reaction?"
"otherwise?"
"I thought you were going to throw your phone and curse."
"Hey, what era is this? I'm an adult now. Haven't I heard that adults' collapses are always silent?"
"Heh..." You're upset? I didn't notice. Thank you.
"Since she doesn't want it, then just drink it. Don't waste it. My mom made it early in the morning. It's a bargain for you."
Lin Shumo snorted coldly: "Who do you think is important?"
"Yes, yes, you, Mr. Lin, don't want it, but I beg you to drink it, okay?"
Lin Shumo was too lazy to argue with him: "Hang up."
He put down his phone, couldn't help swallowing as he pursed his lips, and subconsciously rubbed his hands before opening the lid of the thermos.
The moment it was finally revealed, heat hit me in the face.
He took a sip, hmm, it smells so good!
…
On the other side, Zhong Ziang drove all the way back to the old house at dinner time.
It’s not the old house of the Zhong family, but the old house of the Xie family.
My uncle, this golden boy, had finally moved from Linhuai and came home to visit, so naturally we had to welcome him. So, early in the morning, their family was called over by grandma.
Xie Yunzao is fine, she is a wealthy wife and has everything except time.
But Zhong Yunyi...
He actually followed me. I've never seen such a thing in my life.
Zhong Ziang parked the car and walked away while playing with his car keys, without even taking off his sunglasses.
As I was walking through the garden, I unexpectedly ran into Zhong Yunyi.
He paused.
The man was wearing a suit and had a tall figure. Although he was in his forties, he still looked like a young man. At this moment, he was staring at him with a frown.
Zhong Ziang stopped smiling, and the corners of his mouth, which had been raised, gradually flattened. His expression could not be seen clearly because of the obstruction of his sunglasses.
"Dad." He called out, but only once.
Then he took another step, brushed past him, and went straight inside.
"Zhong Ziang, stop!"
"...What's the matter?" He stopped but didn't look back.
The relationship between father and son was not good to begin with, and the transfer incident half a year ago almost pushed this precarious father-son relationship to the brink of collapse.
Fortunately, Xie Yunzao mediated and finally Xie Dingyuan agreed to take him away.
"Is this your attitude towards your elders?!" Zhong Yunyi's tone suddenly dropped, and the aura of having been in a superior position for a long time was so suffocating that people could not breathe.
Fortunately, Zhong Ziang had long been accustomed to it, and after spending the past six months in Linhuai, he was no longer afraid of him: "I've always been like this, what's the problem?"
"You little brat, your wings have grown hard after being out for half a year?!"
In the past, when he said this to Zhong Ziang, he felt a little weak. Now, he didn't know whether it was because he was used to being beaten by Jiang Fuyue or because he was beaten by her fists. In short, he was quite calm now.
"Don't you just want to see me stand on my own and grow up? That's exactly what you want. Why are you still not satisfied? You're really hard to please..."
Zhong Yunyi's eyebrows twitched violently.
"It's okay, I'm going inside. It's so hot outside, I don't know what I'm doing hanging out..."
Zhong Yunyi came out to wander around: "?"
"Take off your sunglasses!"
Zhong Ziang frowned: "What does it have to do with you whether I pick it or not?"
The man held his throbbing temple and spoke each word with emphasis: "It's not respectful to the elders."
"Tsk, my grandparents don't mind, so why do you have any objections?"
"Don't make me tell you that again."
"Grandma said, I look really handsome dressed like this, you can pick it, but you have to ask me first if I agree."
"Ang Ang is back~" Speak of the devil, and here he is. Ms. Fu's gentle and kind voice came, like the sound of nature.
"Grandma, I'm back!"
"Why are you sweating so much? Come, wipe it off..." As he said this, he handed over the silk handkerchief personally.
Zhong Ziang took it without hesitation and sniffed it: "Hmm, it smells really good!"
The old lady raised her eyebrows proudly: "Rose and amber, newly blended, how is it?"
"When my grandma makes something, it's definitely the best of the best, no doubt about it!"
"This little mouth is so sweet..." The old lady was immediately delighted.
Zhong Ziang glanced at his father, who was standing in the back and being completely ignored, and deliberately angered him: "Grandma, look at my sunglasses, don't I look handsome?"
The old lady looked at him carefully and nodded seriously: "Handsome!"
"Hehe, then I won't take it off--" He deliberately opened his voice so that the people behind him could hear clearly.
"Don't take it off, don't take it off. Just wear it like this. You're worthy of being my grandson. You look better than those young celebrities... Come on, let's go inside. It's so hot outside..."
"Okay!" Zhong Ziang followed happily.
Suddenly, the old lady paused, as if she had just remembered her son-in-law. She turned around and called out, "Yun Yi, come in too." Her voice was gentle, calm and kind.
But it was far less intimate than when he treated Zhong Ziang.
Zhong Yunyi nodded: "I'm coming."
In the house, the food has been served.
Seeing the old lady running out to pick up Zhong Ziang in the hot weather, Xie Yunzao couldn't help but scold her: "Mom, he's already such a big man, it's not like he can't find the way."
Ms. Fu: "I'd love to."
Xie Yunzao: “…” He couldn’t continue the sentence.
"Ang Ang," the old lady led him to sit on the sofa, her voice as gentle as water, "What are you doing out here so early in the morning?"
Zhong Ziang paused in his phone-holding motion, then looked up and grinned, "Hey... Grandma, are you trying to trick me?"
Ms. Fu said calmly, "How can that be called a cliché? I'm concerned about you. I didn't even sleep in early this morning, watched your mom make chicken soup, and then rushed out with a thermos. It's already in the hands of the little girl, right?"
Zhong Ziang touched the bridge of his nose and smiled foolishly: "Yeah."
Wait, something's wrong...
"Where, where is the little girl?" His eyes flashed.
I actually fell for it!
The old lady didn't expose him, but just smiled and said, "This is the first time you've taken something out of your home to give to someone. It's not one of those little things you can buy with money, but a can of chicken soup..."
Zhong Ziang blinked: "What's wrong with chicken soup?"
"It seems that he really likes the girl."
Zhong Ziang blushed, but still said stubbornly: "No way..."
Ms. Fu smiled but said nothing.
Xie Yunzao ordered the servants to set the table, then turned and called Zhong Ziang, "Go and ask your grandfather and uncle to come down for dinner."
"Oh." Zhong Ziang ran upstairs.
Zhong Yunyi's brows tightened as he watched: "...You're still so unstable."
Hearing this, Xie Yunzao said calmly, "You weren't much better than him when you were his age."
"I'm talking about Zhong Ziang, why are you dragging me into this again?!"
"Compare it to what you're anxious for?"
Zhong Yunyi: "It's because of you that he's spoiled him that he's become so lawless and arrogant!"
After saying that, he turned away.
Xie Yunzao looked at the man's back as he walked away, and was stunned for a moment, but soon he set the bowl aside as if nothing had happened.
On the second floor, Zhong Ziang first called the old man, then turned around and pushed open Xie Dingyuan's door: "Uncle, it's time to eat..."
Well!
Before he could utter the last two words, Zhong Ziang stood there in a daze, dumbfounded.
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