"Are you still going to run?"
Bi Yue looked at Bi Tiegang, whose face was covered in blood, then glanced at Liu Yafang, who was kneeling there. She cried and shook her head, saying, "I won't run away anymore."
"You don't even call me mother anymore, you unfilial thing."
"Mom, mom, please don't cry."
When the sound of the engine was heard, Bi Sheng looked back with tears in his eyes.
…
Liu Dapeng took out some wine from his pocket. Chu Yifeng glanced at it irritably, then turned his head to look out the window: "I asked you to drink tea, why did you bring it here?"
"The topic is too heavy, let's change this." Liu Dapeng finished speaking, poured out the tea in Chu Yifeng's cup, and said while gulping down the foreign wine:
"If you want to please your father-in-law and make him like you, you have to be proactive.
Do you know what happened when my friends went to Xia Hailan’s house?
I drank with her, played chess with her, and chatted with her father-in-law about the latest news. When all her aunts and uncles came, I felt more like a grandson than a grandson.
Let me put it this way, I can't even remember their names. When I meet them for the second time, I'm shocked and can't remember who is who.
But in the Xia family, seeing them was like a baby seeing candy, even more enthusiastic than that.
I'm the one who changes her family's gas tank, while the orderly does mine. If my mom knew, she'd definitely call me heartless."
Chu Yifeng shook his head slightly, saying that it was of no reference value.
"My father-in-law didn't ask me to be his third grandson.
My wife's family is doing OK now, but that was all earned by my wife and her uncle, and my father-in-law is waiting to collect the money.
Just think about it, he was treated like a big boss when he was in his early forties. None of his wealth was earned by him. He felt uneasy and naturally locked himself in his own little world.
I'm just afraid that I won't be able to protect his daughter and that she'll end up with me. I have to find him a job."
"Oh, yours is harder than mine. It's easy to do something bad with good intentions. You have to lead him to think of something to do himself."
Chu Yifeng stood up and said, "I won't say any more. Just drink by yourself. I have something else to do."
In the middle of the night, Bi Cheng was washing his face when he heard a noise in the yard. He opened the door and looked, but no one was there. (To be continued.)
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