Chapter 183 Hello Commander

He Tingzhou hung up the phone and threw the phone onto the counter.

"Whose phone number is this?" asked the frosting chef who was spreading buttercream on the cake base.

He Tingzhou: "An empty-nester."

Shuang Xu raised his eyes in confusion and was about to ask what empty-nest elderly people were talking about when He Tingzhou reached out and grabbed a piece of cream to eat.

She immediately slapped his hand: "You ruined my cake."

He Tingzhou threw a pomegranate seed into the hole he had dug: "You made it for me, and you don't allow me to eat it?"

"Go and do your fishing." Shuang Xu pushed him back to the stove.

After returning from Shen's house, the two went to the supermarket together and bought grouper and baking ingredients. One cooked and the other made a cake. They spent this weekend afternoon at home.

By the time He Tingzhou's dish was done, Shuang Xu's pomegranate cake was also ready.

Dinner and cake were placed on the table, and at this moment the doorbell rang.

He Tingzhou was in the kitchen. Shuang Xu walked to the door, opened it, and saw someone standing outside. Her mind went blank for a moment, and before she could react, her body stood at attention subconsciously.

He Qingwei stood outside the door with his hands behind his back. His expressionless face looked too serious, and his heavy aura made people feel oppressive.

Shuangxu was as tense as a straight-edged sculpture: "...Hello, Commander."

He Qingwei nodded slightly. Perhaps he felt that nodding alone was too serious, so he paused for a moment and added, "Hello."

Seeing that she was still standing at the door and had no intention of inviting him in, He Qingwei had no choice but to say, "Let me take a look."

"Oh oh." Shuang Xu quickly stepped aside and said, "Please come in."

He Qingwei walked past her, and Shuang Xu's tense shoulders slowly relaxed behind him.

Why did he come here suddenly?

This was the first time He Qingwei had visited this house. He walked slowly and looked around. The fresh color and design were not the style his son would like.

He Tingzhou brought out the steamed fish and placed it on the dining table. He glanced at him and said in a cold voice that did not contain any welcome: "How presumptuous of you to come here without saying hello."

He Qingwei frowned: "I'm your father, why can't I come?"

He Tingzhou: "Even if you are the king of heaven, this won't work."

Frost Preface: “…”

Is this a normal conversation between father and son?

She pulled out a chair and invited He Qingwei to sit down: "You came at the right time. The meal is just ready."

She spoke in a soft and gentle voice and was extremely polite. She was completely different from her son who could make people angry with just his mouth.

He Qingwei glanced at the apron on He Tingzhou, then looked at the table full of delicious dishes, and felt mixed emotions.

Mint spare ribs, cheese stir-fried chicken, black truffle and broth with cocci, baby cabbage in soup... and a steamed grouper.

"You made all of this? When did you learn to cook so many dishes?"

He Tingzhou took off his apron slowly and said, "There are still many things you don't know."

He Xingwei took a bite of the steamed fish. This simplest cooking method often tests one's skills the most, but he actually did a great job.

He Qingwei looked up and wanted to say something, but he saw him picking up some vegetables for Shuang Xu, and he even remembered to pick out the fish bones first.

He had never seen such patience in his own son.

Half of He Tingzhou's looks were inherited from He Xingwei, with a high nose, deep eyes, and a well-proportioned body. The other half came from his mother's genes, which made his features more refined, making him even more handsome than He Xingwei, making him unforgettable.

Compared to his handsome son, He Qingwei's facial features are more resolute, his sword-like brows are intimidating, and he has a strong sense of oppression, but it is completely different from the feeling given by He Tingzhou.

The former is like a majestic mountain, while the latter is like a sharp sword.

Because of his arrival, the atmosphere of the dinner became noticeably more restrained.

He Tingzhou ignored his father. He Qingwei asked a few questions about where Shuang Xu studied and her work, and she answered them one by one.

Drones are widely used in the military field. Knowing that she studied this major in college and started a business with her senior, He Qiwei nodded with some appreciation.

She was not just a beautiful and dainty rich girl. This was a little different from what He Qingwei had imagined.

"After the press conference at the end of the month, this little bird will be officially launched."

As Shuang Xu was talking, she saw He Qingwei eating the cake with a fork. He finished the whole piece of cake while chatting with her.

I finally know where He Tingzhou's love for sweets comes from.

She was quite surprised. She didn't expect He Qingwei to like sweets. The contrast with his dignified image was too strong.

So she cut a second piece for him, and perhaps realizing that this would undermine his dignity, He Xiwei put down his fork.

Shuang Xu left the table sensibly after finishing his meal, leaving the space for the father and son to talk: "I'm done. I'll take Wansui out for a walk."

As soon as she left, the warmth in the restaurant seemed to drop sharply.

He Tingzhou didn't beat around the bush: "Just say whatever you want to say."

He Qingwei was silent for a moment, then said, "Her grandfather came to me today and wanted to discuss your marriage."

He Tingzhou listened without much reaction: "It's impossible to talk to him."

"This child's background is too complicated." He Qiwei said, "She was born out of wedlock and was not raised by Song Mianzhi and his wife. Instead, she was raised by the Shen family. If she was raised by Shen Changyuan and his wife, it would be fine. She has been with Shen Yu since she was a child, which is not legitimate. Now she has to sever ties with her biological father."

He Tingzhou twitched his lip: "What's so complicated? She is Song Shuangxu, it's that simple."

It doesn't matter whether her last name is Song or Shen, whether her last name is Aisinjueluo or Xiaomao or Xiaogou.

He Xingwei didn't like to get involved in those fights. He didn't care what the Song family was planning, nor did he want to be on someone else's chessboard. Besides, as a parent, they all wanted their children to find someone who would keep to themselves.

"When you date a woman for the first time, you may not know what kind of woman is right for you. I don't object to your dating, but your emotional foundation is weak, and it's not time to talk about marriage yet, so don't be too high-profile."

He Tingzhou said arrogantly, "I, your son, am a high-profile person by nature. As an empty-nest old man who has been single for more than 20 years, don't teach me how to fall in love. Your experience of failure is of no reference value."

There is no one else on this planet who dares to speak to He Qiwei like this.

At the commanders' meeting in Hawaii, military representatives from various countries were polite to him.

"If you were not my son, I would beat you."

He Qingwei picked up the fork and was about to eat the second piece of cake when He Tingzhou reached out and took away the cake and the plate together.

"If you weren't my father, you wouldn't be able to eat the cake my girlfriend made. This cake is too complicated, and your weak stomach can't digest it. If you want to eat it, ask someone else to make it for you."

He Qingwei: “…”