How to be financially free

Chapter 488 Remember to go home
Nine p.m
Han Han's living room is brightly lit.

There are melons and fruit tea on the coffee table, and Han Han's parents are entertaining the neighbor's family who just came back from other places.

"Come on, Lao Zhou, I'll get you some more tea, and Xiao Zhou, don't be too polite, eat some fruit." Father Han warmly entertained the family of three in front of him.

Lao Zhou and his wife are dressed in bright clothes, and the son beside them is fair-faced and somewhat shy.

"Thank you, Uncle Han." Xiao Zhou thanked in a low voice, looked around, and finally couldn't help asking.

"Uncle Han, it's so late, hasn't Han Han come back yet?"

Father Han opened his mouth and was about to speak, when Chen Sirong kicked his husband gently.

"She lives on campus and usually doesn't come back."

She smiled subtly.

Xiao Zhou's mother followed with a hearty smile.

"I thought I'd be able to meet Han Han this time. The two young people must have a lot in common when they are together. I didn't expect it to be such an unfortunate coincidence."

Hearing what his mother said, Xiao Zhou bowed his head in embarrassment.

Chen Sirong and her husband looked at each other, but didn't answer.

"It's getting late, so let's say goodbye first?" Lao Zhou stood up and glanced at his son.

"Say hello to your Uncle Han and Auntie Chen."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhou quickly nodded and stood up.

"Uncle and aunt, let's take our leave first, and visit again when we have a chance."

He is indeed quite tall, he is half a head taller than Father Han when he stands up, and with his fair skin and clean appearance, there are probably many girls in school who like this style.

Chen Sirong smiled slightly and nodded slightly, but there was a little sigh in her heart.

This guy is really good, but it's a pity.

The couple sent the neighbor's family downstairs.

The corridor is dark, and there are no voice-activated lights.

The street lights in the community more than ten meters away were emitting a faint yellow light.

The three members of Lao Zhou's family smiled and politely asked Lao Han and his wife to stay.

"Go back, don't send us off."

Lao Han and Chen Sirong nodded and walked slowly.

The two families talked and laughed, and they were about to say goodbye to each other.

Not far away, accompanied by a low and full-textured roar, an extremely cool supercar stopped.

In such an old community, such a supercar appeared.

The two families stood together in the dark corridor and watched curiously.

Father Han and his wife didn't know this sports car, they just thought it was cool and imposing, and it must be very expensive.

Xiao Zhou and the others are young people who naturally have a lot of research on these things, so they can't help but show off their knowledge and introduce them.

"Uncle and aunt, this is a McLaren P1, is it worth tens of millions?"

Both Father Han and Chen Sirong were speechless. Such a car flashed in their minds, and it was worth more than a dozen apartments like theirs.

While being shocked by the value of this sports car, the McLaren P1 suddenly fell silent, and then the butterfly door slowly opened.

Chen Sirong glanced twice, her expression froze suddenly, and she grabbed the hand of her husband beside her.

The couple's eyes were straight, they kept their voices silent and held their breath. Even the old Zhou's family of three were a little bit infected, and they fell silent together.

They saw a familiar figure who got out of the car lightly from the passenger driver, and saw her throw herself into the arms of the tall and handsome figure who was coming down from the driver.

On one side are two families in the dark corridor, holding their voices in silence.

On one side are two figures embracing next to top supercars under the dim street lights.

"Huh, isn't that?" Lao Zhou gasped in surprise, looked at the figure of the little girl in the distance and then at the old Han and his wife.

Chen Sirong and Father Han looked embarrassed, not knowing how to explain it.

After all, just as he had explained that Han Han was staying at the school, he ran into such a scene.

Just for a moment, the two shadows under the street lamp were elongated and overlapped.

Han Han stood on tiptoe, hugged the man and asked for a kiss.

Both of them were very devoted, and they didn't realize that there were two sculpture-like families in the corridor.

Xiao Zhou's expression was dull, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

"Uncle and aunt, she...is she Han Han?" He stammered.

Chen Sirong sighed, not knowing what to say.

Under the street lamp, the gentle two slowly separated.

Xu Wen got into the supercar again, and slowly left the place.

Han Han watched McLaren go away, turned around and walked towards his own corridor.

Now, I can't hide it.

Outside the corridor, Han Han saw his parents and old Zhou's family of three. He was startled for a moment, but after realizing it, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

What is this called? They are all hiding in the corridor and peeping!
"It's Han Han. It's been a long time since I saw her, and she looks pretty again."

Lao Zhou and his wife kept smiling, and praised Han Han as if nothing had happened. They could only pretend not to see what happened just now.

"Hello, Uncle and Auntie." Out of politeness, Han Han quickly greeted him, and trotted upstairs without any intention of exchanging pleasantries.

He directly ignored Xiao Zhou who was still watching stupidly from the side.

Han Han's light and soft back is like a sweet pink cherry blossom blooming at midnight.

Come with the wind, drift farther and farther.

Xiao Zhou's heart beat faster, the scene he just saw flashed through his mind, and he felt an inexplicable pain.

His mother saw Xiao Zhou's strange behavior and gave him a hand.

The couple took Xiao Zhou, who seemed to have lost his soul, and hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Not asking is the last decency.

In the corridor, only Chen Sirong and Father Han were left.

The couple looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Although I knew that my daughter's mysterious boyfriend was rich, I had no idea.

Therefore, the psychological burden of the couple is actually not that heavy.

But now, seeing this scene, I began to worry about gains and losses.

Back home, Chen Sirong wanted to chat with Han Han.

Father Han was silently cleaning up. Although he was silent, his attention was always on Han Han.

When Han Han comes back tonight, he already has a lot to say to his parents.

"Mom and Dad, I want to say that you really don't have to worry about me."

Han Han was sitting on the sofa, with long black hair, and a delicate and small face. Even Chen Sirong, as a mother, looked at Han Han at this moment, and felt pity in her heart.

Not to mention other men.

But the more this happened, the more worried she became.

It's not that if you are beautiful, you will definitely find a good home.The ancients said that beauty is unlucky, but there is actually some truth in it.

"That car just now, isn't it very expensive!" Chen Sirong randomly found an entry point, not intending to play a very realistic mother.

"Yes, very expensive, tens of millions of cars, but it's just one of his cars."

I heard Xiao Zhou said it before, and now it has been confirmed by Han Han.

"Although I don't want to explain how rich he is, I still can't help but want to tell you everything about him." Han Han's eyes brightened.

"Tell you all he did for me."

She lightly exposed Van Cleef & Arpels on her wrist, then stood up lightly, and turned around in a circle.

The value of these things may be a bit vulgar to say.

But saying it in front of parents seems to have other different meanings.

"By the way, he also invested tens of millions in an online drama for me, and I will be the heroine."

Han Han explained word by word, watching his mother's eyes.

"Mom and Dad, the meaning of telling you this is that I want to follow him for the rest of my life."

Her eyes flashed with persistence and determination.

Chen Sirong and Father Han looked at each other.

What Han Han mentioned in his words, about his background and strength, naturally shocked them, after all, they are just salaries.

Such financial resources subverted their cognition.

Chen Sirong opened her mouth, wanting to talk about marriage, title, destination and security.

She tried to use everything to remind her daughter.

But in the end, it was a little depressing.

After all, in the face of things that cost hundreds of thousands, tens of millions of investments are casually made.

It would be a bit pale and meaningless to talk about anything else.

After all, even with that certificate, how many other half have the ability and heart to do this?
"Forget it, it's enough to be nice to you." Chen Sirong expressed his attitude first, "Let's do the rest as you please, don't force it."

Father Han didn't talk much, and was silent for a long time, looking at Han Han.

"When you are unhappy, remember to go home."

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