Han Chen hesitated.
If he hadn't called Zhou Mo, if his mother hadn't persuaded Zhou Mo to go back.
Zhou Mo must be waiting for him at this moment.
However……
I did so many things to reassure Zhou Mo, but in the end it backfired.
This feeling is really uncomfortable.
But now that things have come to this, even if Zhou Mo is not there, he can only bite the bullet and walk out.
Besides, Zhou Mo may not be away.
She said she was going to eat, but she didn't say she would definitely not come back.
Han Chen gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, turned around and was about to go out.
"Wait a minute," Han Hongde suddenly called him.
Han Chen turned around.
Han Hongde said, "If your Miss Zhou is here, you can leave directly. I don't need you to bring her to see me."
Han Chen's brows darkened.
Han Hongde said, "I've already made concessions. I hope you won't push any further. Not refusing doesn't mean accepting, and not vetoing doesn't mean agreeing. You have to understand this."
"I know," Han Chen said seriously.
Han Hongde: "Go ahead. I hope your Miss Zhou is here."
Han Chen said nothing more and turned to walk out.
Passing by the living room, Liang Xinyun saw him coming out and wanted to pull him over to ask a few questions.
Han Chen said nothing and walked out with his head down.
Liang Xinyun couldn't figure out for a moment whether Han Chen was going to escape like last time or what.
He was in a hurry and Liang Xinyun couldn't catch up at all, so she could only let him go.
Hearing some movement at Han Hongde's study door, she turned around and looked.
Han Hongde walked over step by step with a cane.
"Dad? This..." Liang Xinyun was puzzled.
Han Hongde said nothing. "Find someone to put away the calligraphy I just wrote. Didn't Old Li want it last time? Remember to give it to him next time he comes."
Liang Xinyun was confused. Seeing that Han Hongde had no intention of blaming or questioning Han Chen, she just waited and saw what would happen.
"Yes, I'll let Sister Liu do it," Liang Xinyun could only follow orders.
At the door.
Han Chen walked out the door with a nervous heart.
Looking up, a black parasol is very conspicuous in the distance.
However, the person under the umbrella is more conspicuous.
She wore long pants and long sleeves, and it was obvious that she was afraid of getting tanned.
At this moment, she had her back to Han Chen, her attention completely focused on the bus that was moving away from the door.
Double-decker buses are rare in Dongjiang.
Perhaps this aroused her curiosity.
"Momo."
Han Chen called out from afar.
He could clearly feel the stiffness in Zhou Mo's body.
Then she turned around.
When she saw the person in front of her, her beautiful eyes were first filled with surprise, and then tears filled her eyes.
She threw down her umbrella, ran towards him, and without saying a word, rushed into his arms, hugging him tightly, as if she was holding a lost treasure.
She cried loudly, her tears flowing like a spring, soaking through his clothes and burning his heart, making him feel hot and painful.
Her hands tightly grasped the clothes on his back, causing pain in his throat.
"Okay, okay," Han Chen coaxed her, patting her back gently.
However, how could Zhou Mo, who had waited for so many days, stop crying just because of a few words from him?
These are tears of excitement and tears of joy.
It is a life well lived and tears well shed.
"Han Chen, I've been waiting for a long, long time..." Zhou Mo said intermittently.
"I know," Han Chen gently held the back of her head and hugged her carefully, not wanting to use any force.
He was afraid that all this was just a dream and would shatter at the slightest touch.
"I swore to wait for you to come out, and I did it," Zhou Mo said crying.
"I know you must be there," Han Chen lowered his head and gently kissed the top of Zhou Mo's head, "Thank you for your persistence. You are stronger than I thought, and I love you more than I thought."
He was too afraid that he would not see her familiar figure after walking out the door.
In that case, he would definitely be extremely lost, perhaps it would not be an exaggeration to say that the sky is falling and the earth is collapsing.
"Did your grandfather really let you out? You didn't run away secretly, did you?" Zhou Mo cried enough before she broke free from Han Chen's arms.
Han Chen lowered his head, smiled gently, and gently stroked Zhou Mo's cheeks with the back of his index finger, wiping away the lingering tears on her face.
The skin on her face was still as soft and delicate as before. Her eyes were red from crying, and her cheeks were moist and translucent with tears, looking sweeter than the flesh of a candied apple in the sun.
Han Chen couldn't help himself and leaned over to kiss her eyes.
"My eyes are swollen," Han Chen felt a little distressed.
Zhou Mo's eyelids are very thin, and they will swell up like inflated balloons if they are wet with tears.
"Don't worry about it," Zhou Mo said anxiously, "your grandfather won't let you go back, will he?"
"Um."
Zhou Mo was surprised. "Then from now on...he won't stop us, and your family won't stop us either, right?"
"Yes," Han Chen said.
Zhou Mo's eyes flashed with joy, "How did you convince them?"
"It's not clear, and I can't explain it clearly." Han Chen looked at Zhou Mo with a deep look in his eyes. "If you have to give a reason, it's all thanks to you."
"I?"
"Well," Han Chen said, "because of your persistence, my grandfather had to give in and make a bet with me."
Zhou Mo was still confused, "What did you bet on?"
"Let's bet on whether you're here. If you are, this matter is over. If you're not here... then I'll be the one to suffer."
"How could I not be here?" Zhou Mo said, "Not only will I be here today, I'll be here tomorrow too. I've even taken the next three days off."
She has made long-term preparations and will wait until the day when she can no longer take leave.
If you ask her what's the point of waiting, she doesn't know either.
She only knew that she was waiting for her husband, waiting for the one he loved.
There are not so many whys.
"You're so stupid," Han Chen said, "I'm going to work tomorrow. Grandpa can't possibly delay my work."
"I've prepared for the worst," Zhou Mo said. "Anyway, I won't leave until you come out."
Han Chen suddenly pulled Zhou Mo into his arms, hugging her tightly, as if he wanted to crush her into pieces and rub her into his chest.
"I'm out now."
"Yeah," Zhou Mo also enjoyed Han Chen's tight and real hug. She pressed her face against his chest with a happy smile on her face.
"Let's go," Han Chen patted Zhou Mo on the back.
"Where are we going?" Zhou Mo asked.
"Go home, go back to Dongjiang, and never come back again."
Zhou Mo raised his eyes to look at him.
Han Chen gently scratched Zhou Mo's nose and said, "We've gotten through this, but... there's something I still need to apologize to you about."
"What's the matter?" Zhou Mo was nervous.
Han Chen hesitated for a moment. "Although my grandfather no longer interferes in our affairs, he said that not refusing does not mean accepting. He - still refuses to accept you now."
Zhou Mo shook his head. "It doesn't matter. There's still a lot of time to go. There's always a way. I'm not greedy. Right now, he can return you to me intact. I'm already very grateful to him."
Han Chen smiled, "Fool."
What else can he say?
Isn’t this the Zhou Mo he likes?
Never greedy, always sensible and easily satisfied.
If she wasn't such a person, she wouldn't have been easily tricked by him and married him.
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