Chapter 156
Chen Lanjun frowned, her fingers clenched unconsciously, and a look of heartache flashed across her face.
Shao Qing saw this and thought that the girl's expression clearly showed that she cared about Ah He. At least, she was sincere about it.
This is a good thing.
He changed his mind and thought that if the past was revealed, she would definitely feel more sorry for Ah He. If so, it would also be a way for him, as a father, to help his son's love life. So he simply told her the story of the past.
A vinyl record was playing and the story was halfway told when there was a sudden noise outside the door.
"Is he in there?"
"Master, the master is busy..."
“Get out of the way!”
It was Shao Qinghe's voice.
Chen Lanjun looked up at Shao Qing, who waved his hand: "This kid is still impatient. Go open the door."
Walking quickly on the carpet, Chen Lanjun opened the door.
Outside the door, Shao Qinghe was stunned and stared at her for two seconds.
"Ah He, I..."
Before Chen Lanjun could finish her words, Shao Qinghe hugged her tightly in his arms, as if he was hugging a lost treasure.
He held her face gently with one hand and asked, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
"That's good," Shao Qinghe was obviously relieved, paused, and then said, "I'm sorry."
A few hours ago, he was planning to pick up Chen Lanjun, but suddenly there was an emergency in business that required him to deal with.
Once he got there, it was indeed urgent, but not so urgent that he had to be called in immediately. Shao Qinghe raised his wrist and looked at the time on his watch, then his face changed. He was about to leave, but was tripped by a trivial matter that came out of nowhere.
He couldn't leave even if he wanted to, because Shao Sheng's security guards were there, blocking the door politely and asking him to be patient.
Just be patient, but when he thought that maybe the matter was related to Chen Lanjun, how could Shao Qinghe just be patient?
Seeing that there was no way to communicate, Shao Qinghe simply took off his suit jacket and started fighting with the people who were trying to stop him.
He had practiced karate for many years, and when he was furious, his moves became more fierce.
Although the security guards were more skilled, they were concerned about Shao Qinghe's identity and did not dare to really fight him, but only defended themselves.
Later, I got news from Shao Qing, who said that if the situation got really serious, he should be allowed to come, so I let it go.
After a big fuss, Shao Qinghe finally drove to the old house.
After confirming that Chen Lanjun was safe and sound, Shao Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, held her hand tightly, and turned around.
His father, Shao Qing, was sitting in an armchair with vermilion lacquered armrests, his posture normal.
Shao Qinghe narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "I will not allow such a thing to happen a second time."
Shao Qing smiled: "I just want to see my future daughter-in-law, but you always stop me, so I have no choice but to resort to this last resort."
Shao Qinghe snorted coldly, took Chen Lanjun and left quickly.
The two left, and the study returned to peace.
Shao Qing asked everyone else to leave, and sat back in his seat alone. He took out a new set of tea sets and brewed a new pot of tea.
There were still two cups of tea, one for him and one placed opposite the empty table.
After placing the teacups, Shao Qing raised his eyes and met Su Rou's portrait on the wall.
A ray of light shines on the eternally young face of my deceased wife, and in the faint sunlight, there is flying dust.
Shao Qing touched his hair unconsciously and found that he already had some white hair.
He sighed softly and said, "Ah Rou, the girl Ah He likes is indeed a good person. If you knew about this, you can rest assured."
Then he raised his teacup and clinked it alone.
The tea soup ripples slightly.
There was no one to answer, only the portrait on the wall.
Those loves and hates seem so distant as if they happened in the previous life.
Shao Qinghe held Chen Lanjun's hand tightly along the way.
"Don't worry, I'm smart and won't suffer any loss," said Chen Lanjun.
Shao Qinghe shook his head: "I'm just worried about my father. You may think he's kind now, but he's not a good person. You don't need to care about what he said to you."
There was a hint of nervousness in these words, and Chen Lanjun heard it and asked, "What if he doesn't approve of us?"
"Our business has nothing to do with him."
Shao Qinghe held her hand and said firmly: "I won't let anything stand in the way of us."
Chen Lanjun smiled and said, "Okay, I'll remember that."
She gently leaned on Shao Qinghe's shoulder: "Your father actually said that he would not hinder our relationship."
Shao Qinghe was silent for a while: "He is a shrewd businessman, and you have won his respect yourself."
"Actually, we talked about something else." Chen Lanjun pursed her lips and continued, "He mentioned your mother's depression."
The carriage suddenly became quiet.
After a while, Shao Qinghe spoke, his tone unusually calm: "He actually has the nerve to say this to you."
Chen Lanjun did not ask any further questions.
After a scare, Shao Qinghe accompanied her all the way and sent her to Pengcheng City.
Cousin Zhao Hong came to pick him up at the station. When he saw Shao Qinghe, he was also a little surprised: "Lanmei, you didn't tell me that Mr. Shao would come. I should have prepared more food at home."
"Why are you being so polite? We're all family. How dare he get angry if there's one dish missing?" Chen Lanjun took Shao Qinghe's hand and said with a smile, "If there's really nothing to eat, I'll give him half of mine."
"That's not the case." Zhao Hong joked, "Even if I'm hungry, I wouldn't dare to snatch the food from the little aunt's bowl."
Several people walked out of the platform, and a young man wearing glasses asked, "Excuse me, are you Miss Chen Lanjun?"
Chen Lanjun looked sideways and didn't recognize him: "I am, you are..."
"It's really Miss Chen." The young man was obviously excited. "Wow, I didn't expect you to be so young. I thought it was just bragging in the newspaper."
"Ms. Chen, you are truly a role model for our generation. You have built a family business from scratch at such a young age. That's incredible."
Two or three passers-by came over, and one of them, who had a camera, asked, "Miss Chen, may I have the honor of taking a picture with you?"
Not knowing why, but not wanting to waste any more words, Chen Lanjun agreed, and thus experienced the celebrity treatment.
After finally getting on the bus, Chen Lanjun finally put down her celebrity image and leaned over casually: "The newspaper had this effect last time."
Zhao Hong in the front row muttered, "That was not the first time."
"What?"
"Our Peng Daily has published similar news, praising you as a good example of how to get rich in the new era! Your father bought ten newspapers at once and made clippings for this purpose."
We chatted all the way and when we got home, before we even opened the door, we heard the sound of pots and pans colliding.
"Mei Lan and Mr. Shao are back." Zhao Hong said loudly as he opened the door.
"You didn't even tell me in advance." Zheng Mei scolded him and prepared to go out to buy more groceries.
Shao Qinghe said hurriedly: "Auntie, it's okay, don't bother, I eat anything."
"Oh, don't worry about it. Just sit down and watch TV. It will be fine in a while."
Zheng Mei hurried out carrying a wicker basket.
Turning around, there was an oyster omelette on the table.
"Last time we had dinner together, I saw you eat a lot of oyster omelette, so I bought some for you." Zheng Mei said with a smile, "Theirs is well made, there is no sand at all, you should try it."
It was lively and everyone was gathered together, even seeming a little crowded, but when Shao Qinghe smelled the aroma of the food on the table, his originally tense expression relaxed.
This is probably what home looks like in this world of mundane things.
After dinner, Shao Qinghe and Chen Lanjun took a walk downstairs in the community.
The stars are very bright tonight. I walk to a darker corner and smell a pleasant fragrance. I look up and see that the magnolia is in bloom.
"It's the season for flowers to bloom." Chen Lanjun looked up, feeling a little emotional.
Shao Qinghe also followed her gaze and listened quietly for a while.
His voice came in the night wind: "Outside my mother's window, there used to be such brilliant flowers."
Chen Lanjun looked at him with some surprise: "If you don't want to mention it, you don't have to say it."
"It's okay," Shao Qinghe shook his head gently, "I'm not saying the same thing as you do. I'm actually afraid... that you will find out that I'm a sinner."
He said slowly: "In fact, before my mother was about to leave, she asked me, 'Ah He, are you willing to leave with me? This world is too boring.'"
"I was young at the time and didn't quite understand the meaning of leaving. I just said, 'But the flowers are about to bloom. Can I wait to see them and stay with you?'"
"She looked at me for a long time, shed a tear, then smiled and hugged me without saying anything."
At this point, Shao Qinghe took a deep breath, and after a while, he said, "That night, she took the medicine and passed away."
"I should have been smarter at the time. I should have talked to the doctor, talked to the adults, or comforted her. I should have tried everything to hold her back, but I did nothing."
Chen Lanjun hugged Shao Qinghe in silence.
He was trembling slightly.
So that's how it is. No wonder he said those words when they really knew each other and when he saw Ajing's grandmother planning to commit suicide.
"It's not your fault," Chen Lanjun said. "It was her choice."
Shao Qinghe chuckled: "Maybe."
He lowered his eyes and pressed his forehead against hers.
"I have regretted it many times, but there are also times when I won't."
The only thing reflected in his pupils was her figure.
"At least, I saw the flowers blooming."
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