Han Chen smiled embarrassedly and said, "My dad said so."
Liang Xinyun sighed helplessly, "That's why I'm wondering, who did you inherit this deadbeat personality from? Your father isn't incompetent, but you, day after day, can't teach me anything."
“…”
"Go back quickly."
"Well," Han Chen said, "I'm leaving first."
***
Xiangbin is elegant.
After Han Chen came back, he thought Zhou Mo was waiting for her. He was really worried about what Liang Xinyu said and was waiting for him anxiously.
When I hurried back, the house was empty.
Han Chen thought Zhou Mo was working overtime again, so he quickly sent a message to ask.
Ten minutes later, there was no reply from Zhou Mo.
Han Chen was worried and quickly made another call.
Fortunately this time, the call was connected quickly. Han Chen was just about to ask where Zhou Mo was and why he was not at home when a noisy and deafening sound of ghosts howling came from the receiver. It sounded like Chen Pan's voice.
There was also an echo of the speakers in the background.
"Han Chen, are you home? Have you eaten?"
"No," Han Chen asked, "Where are you?"
"What did you say? Speak louder, I can't hear you clearly."
Han Chen held his forehead with his hand. He could only raise his voice and said, "I said, where are you?"
"Song Yan's house," Zhou Mo said, "Come over too. We've ordered a lot of food. If you haven't eaten yet, come and eat with us."
Han Chen was about to refuse, but when he looked up and saw the empty room, he suddenly didn't want to stay there anymore.
It would be boring for him to stay alone without someone.
Although he didn't like noise, he couldn't find peace in his heart when Zhou Mo was not around.
"Okay, I'll be right there."
Putting away his phone, Han Chen felt helpless but wanted to laugh.
It seems that Liang Xinyun's worries were in vain. Zhou Mo was having so much fun that she almost forgot about her husband.
He was also condemned for not going home after get off work without informing them. Wasn't Zhou Mo the same?
Han Chen felt a little resentful.
Arrived at Song Yan's house.
Fortunately, it was Zhou Mo who opened the door.
If it was Song Yan who was going to open the door, Han Chen would definitely take Zhou Mo away without saying a word.
Then he would go home and "punish" her, telling her that she didn't care about him as her husband and went out to hang out with other people without informing him. He would go home excitedly, only to face a cold house.
"Are you hungry? I'll heat up some food for you. Let me know what you want to eat." Zhou Mo took Han Chen directly to the kitchen.
In the living room, Song Yan and Shen Pan were howling like ghosts and wolves in unison, and they were howling at their peak.
Han Chen found it noisy and couldn't help but frown.
"How's pizza? You haven't had it in a while, right?" Zhou Mo said as he took a piece out of the box. "This one has black pepper beef, and there's also fruit. Would you like one too?"
"Um."
Zhou Mo opened another piece of fruit pizza.
"There are also French fries, chicken wings, and chicken drumsticks. Which ones do you want?"
“No fries.”
"Okay."
Zhou Mo was as excited as a chef. He picked up a few of the items Han Chen had chosen, put them on a plate, and stuffed them into the microwave.
"Why are you getting off work so late today?" Zhou Mo asked casually.
"I went to my mother's."
Zhou Mo was stunned for a moment, "It's Aunt Liang's body..."
"No, she's fine," Han Chen said. "I spoke to my dad on the phone at noon to discuss meeting my parents. If he can come to Dongjiang, I'll tell my mom."
"Is that so?" Zhou Mo suddenly felt happy. "When you mentioned meeting your parents, I got nervous. I haven't met your father yet. If it's the first time..."
"Don't be nervous. He...may not be that difficult to get along with."
Zhou Mo was surprised. "You already said 'maybe', how can I not be nervous?"
Han Chen didn't know what to say. "It's okay. I haven't spent much time with him anyway."
"Should we buy something and prepare in advance?"
"No need," Han Chen said, "I'll take care of it."
"You must tell me in advance when the time comes. Don't forget. I don't want to be like my mentor and cram at the last minute. I need to be prepared in advance."
Han Chen smiled faintly, pulled Zhou Mo over, and hugged him in his arms, "Why are you so nervous when I talk about meeting my dad?"
"How can I not be nervous?" Zhou Mo complained, "You're meeting my dad for the first time, aren't you nervous?"
Han Chen suddenly recalled the first time he met Zhou Zheng. At that time, they were not yet boyfriend and girlfriend. They met in the corridor of Yuanshangju.
At that time, Liang Xinyu took him, who had just moved in, to the supermarket to buy things, and met Zhou Zheng who was coming home from get off work and was about to enter the house.
At that time, he was not too scared or nervous.
On the contrary, later when Zhou Mo fainted due to not eating, he and Zhou Zheng discussed sending Zhou Mo to the hospital. He said he would carry Zhou Mo on his back. The scrutiny in Zhou Zheng's eyes, as that of a father with a daughter, pierced him as if it could make a hole.
Han Chen was quite nervous that time.
At that time, he and Zhou Mo were already together, but he was also happy to follow Zhou Mo in "doing bad things". Zhou Mo's parents did not know about their relationship.
"Ding——" the microwave oven rang.
Zhou Mo broke away from Han Chen's arms, turned around and brought out the plate of food.
"You went to Century Garden, why didn't you stay and have dinner with Aunt Liang?"
"When I got there, she had already eaten."
“…”
"My mom didn't even heat up my leftovers. She said she didn't care about my meals, and that the person who took care of my meals was at Xiangbin Yali," Han Chen imitated Zhou Mo's resentful tone and said, "Who knew that when I got home, there was no one in the house."
"..." Zhou Mo laughed awkwardly. "I hadn't even finished get off work yet, and Song Yan and Shen Pan asked me to come to Song Yan's place. This place isn't far from Xiangbin Yali, so when you come back, isn't it just a few steps away?"
Han Chen lowered his eyes, stared at Zhou Mo intently, and pinched her nose gently, "Why don't you feel sorry for me at all?"
"I feel bad for you, how could I not feel bad for you?" Zhou Mo pointed at the plates on the island and said, "Look, these are all your favorite foods."
Han Chen was helpless, "Okay, this counts."
Zhou Mo is becoming more and more perfunctory in fooling him with fast food, and she must be punished.
Zhou Mo picked up the plate and asked, "Where are we going to eat, in the living room or here?"
"Here, the living room is too noisy."
Zhou Mo handed the plate to Han Chen.
Han Chen didn't move his hands.
Zhou Mo looked at him doubtfully.
"You feed me."
“…”
"Hello or not?" Han Chen threatened deliberately.
"This is someone else's house," Zhou Mo said awkwardly, "Do you think it's your own home?"
"They're singing, they won't come over," Han Chen argued, "Besides, they're not doing anything else."
Zhou Mo glared at him with a red face, but still picked up a piece of pizza and said with an angry but smiling face: "Open your mouth."
Han Chen cooperated by opening his mouth and taking a big bite, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
"Do you want to come..."
Song Yan arrived at the kitchen door, saw this scene, and turned around in an instant, leaving only one sentence: "You guys continue."
Zhou Mo and Han Chen's interaction was interrupted, and they both stood there in a daze.
Isn't that embarrassing...?
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