Chapter 225 Xiaoyue, you wouldn't have fallen for your Dongyang brother, would you?



"Do you feel good every time you block a shot for my dad?"

If even a little girl like Zhang Yue can see it, how could He Qin, an adult with rich life experience, not see it?

Zhang Wenbing only has that one hobby; if it weren't for his high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar, He Qin wouldn't care about him at all.

She cares about Zhang Wenbing's health; the elderly couple have supported each other through thick and thin over the years.

Xiao Ruo is living a very prosperous life.

And Zhang Yue has such a lovely daughter.

However, he spoils this girl too much, and she's become unruly.

The elderly couple wondered, what will happen when she grows up and gets married?

My head is throbbing.

Li Dongyang smiled and said, "Do you think your teacher's wife wouldn't be able to tell that your teacher wants to drink?"

Li Dongyang's alcohol tolerance is limited.

In addition, he doesn't really like drinking.

He hates the spicy taste of alcohol as it slides down his throat.

To be honest, I don't like it at all.

What are you doing at the supermarket?

Zhang Yue: "I came downstairs to buy a bag of salt for my mom."

"I've already bought it, so I'll be leaving now."

Li Dongyang shook his head as he watched Zhang Yue's retreating figure. What's wrong with this girl lately? Every time she sees him, she acts like she's on fire.

He just couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.

Li Dongyang bought two bottles of Langjiu for Zhang Wenbing, the small kind, because he was worried about drinking too much.

Then I strolled around the supermarket and bought some fresh fruit.

My teacher's wife likes to eat but doesn't like sweets.

She likes to eat things like grapes.

As for the teacher not liking to eat it...

The rest is to sell it to Zhang Yue.

This little girl loves potato chips and snacks, which is something she's a bit like Xia Nuan.

Maybe it's because girls like to eat it!

After selecting the fruit and wine, Li Dongyang paid and headed towards the residential area.

kitchen.

He Qin cooked a pot of chicken soup, stir-fried several dishes, and steamed an Australian lobster.

Zhang Wenbing told He Qin as soon as Li Dongyang's commission came in.

He Qin was happier than anyone else that Li Dongyang had made something of himself.

"Didn't I tell you to bring Dongyang along?"

Why did you come back alone?

Zhang Wenbing dared not say that he had asked Li Dongyang to buy wine, and cheerfully replied, "When I got downstairs just now, he told me to stop the car and buy a pack of cigarettes."

"Buy cigarettes? Do we even need him to buy cigarettes for our family?"

"You have so many cigarettes, but you can't even give Dongyang two packs?"

He Qin wasn't stupid; she saw through the deception at a glance.

He squinted at Zhang Wenbing and said, "Tell me honestly, did you ask Dongyang to buy you some wine?"

Zhang Wenbing acted like a child who had done something wrong, but his mouth still betrayed his true feelings, saying, "How could that be? How could I possibly ask him to buy me alcohol?"

"Besides, didn't I promise you to drink less and take care of your health?"

"I don't want someone else to sleep with me while my wife still lives in my house."

Hearing this, He Qin nodded in satisfaction: "That's more like it."

"You know that's good. Take care of your own body."

"To be honest, we've been together for over 30 years. I can tell what you're up to the moment you stick your butt out."

"You always make Dongyang take the blame for your drinking whenever you want to, do you think I don't know that?"

"I know exactly what's going on in my head."

"I have to give you some face in front of the kids, don't I?"

"When you get old, you're not as young as you used to be, so it's always good to drink less."

Zhang Wenbing hugged He Qin from behind, resting his head on her shoulder. Their relationship, built up over so many years, wasn't something that could be developed overnight.

"I'm just happy that Dongyang has made something of himself."

"I achieved very good results in the company within six months."

"This time, the company made an exception and allowed Dongyang's two short dramas to participate in the new competition."

"Let's not even talk about winning an award; even just being shortlisted would be very helpful to his future career."

"Not to mention a Level 2 screenwriter, a Level 3 screenwriter is a sure thing."

The elderly couple were cuddling in the kitchen.

Zhang Yue glanced at it as she entered, already unfazed by such sights.

She's eaten plenty of dog food at home over the years and is already quite full. She doesn't even notice her parents hugging each other anymore.

As the saying goes, if you're not embarrassed, it's others who will be.

Zhang Yue glanced at the two of them as she entered the room and placed the salt she had bought in front of He Qin.

"I've bought you the salt. You two can keep being lovey-dovey. I'm going out now."

"By the way, Li Dongyang is already downstairs. You two should keep a low profile."

Hearing Zhang Yue address Li Dongyang by his full name, He Qin's face immediately fell.

"What do you mean Li Dongyang? You have no respect for elders. Call him Brother Dongyang."

Zhang Yue pouted.

"So what if my name is Li Dongyang?" he said, turning around and going to the sofa.

He Qin didn't know what was wrong with her little girl either.

She's nice to everyone, but the mere mention of Li Dongyang is like a bomb going off.

"It's their magnanimity that they don't hold it against you; your behavior makes you seem very ill-mannered."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yue's face immediately darkened.

"So what if I like calling him that?"

"Does being a few years older than me mean I can't call you by your name?"

"snort!"

"Scumbag!"

He Qin: "??????"

Zhang Wenbing: "??????"

The couple exchanged a glance.

In their eyes, Li Dongyang was a model young man.

He's handsome, hardworking, has a good temper, and is very devoted in relationships, so how did he become a scumbag?

Do girls these days misunderstand the term "scumbag"?

Or do they misunderstand the term "scumbag"?

Zhang Yue rolled her eyes at her parents.

I sat on the sofa and started eating potato chips.

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