Unless, of course, Jiang Zemin went fishing this morning entirely secretly, without telling his mother-in-law at all.
But now, Chen Cixiu could only speak to people in a way that suited them, saying to President Jiang, "Dad, Mom is definitely not blaming you."
"Of course she wouldn't blame me, but she was being sarcastic towards me."
Glug glug!
Jiang Zemin picked up a beer and chugged it down his throat.
"It's been decades. How am I supposed to prove I never even thought about my first love? I've forgotten what that woman even looked like. And you..."
Chen Cixiu continued listening, and while he was drinking, he quickly opened a bottle to drink with him, afraid of neglecting him.
While he was speaking, he waited for him to continue so he could figure out how to respond.
But why only say half of what you mean?
Chen Cixiu asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"
President Jiang stood up, surprised, and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Chen Cixiu turned around and saw a face that exuded an aura of peace and prosperity.
I had a bad feeling.
"I just arrived and saw you and your son-in-law talking about me. I didn't expect to meet you here. It's been a long time."
She said.
Chen Cixiu was caught in the middle, looking at her and then at his father-in-law.
My heart skipped a beat.
"Auntie, hello, I'm Chen Cixiu. My dad is a little drunk right now, I'll take him home first."
Chen Cixiu walked up to Old Jiang and said to the boss, "Boss, calculate how much it costs."
"I'm not drunk." Old Jiang shook off Chen Cixiu's hand.
He said he wasn't drunk, but now he had to be drunk, even if he wasn't.
Chen Cixiu quickly paid the money and said to the woman, "Goodbye, Auntie."
"Okay, take good care of your dad."
Chen Cixiu urged General Jiang to leave quickly, or the sky would fall.
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