Hot search in the sky!The boss coaxes his wife into a high profile!

Chapter 68

Shen Ting felt that this person looked familiar, he frowned and couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

There are quite a few people who are drunk today.

Shen Ting had a deep feeling that something was right, but he didn't have time to think so much at this time.

He started the car and asked, "To your house?"

Fu Jingxi is always playing, but he never brings anyone home.

He looked down at the drunk unconscious man, and sighed helplessly: "Well, go, anyway, I don't know where his home is."

Shen Tingshen didn't say much, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards Fu Jingxi's house.

After arriving, Fu Jingxi picked him up again, Shen Tingshen took a hasty glance, and raised his brows slightly: "It's him?" Fu Jingxi paused, and looked at Shen Tingshen: "Do you know him?"

Shen Ting shook his head deeply: "I don't know him, I saw him at the gate of 201 when I left that day."

Fu Jingxi said "Oh": "I asked him to come to me that time."

Fu Jingxi looked down at the man whose eyelashes were still trembling twice, and sighed resignedly: "It's really an ancestor, who can sleep so dead after drinking."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Shen Tingshen again: "drive the car back, park it in your garage first, and I'll drive it with you after the new year."

"Okay." Shen Ting nodded deeply: "Go back quickly, it's strangely cold outside.

Fu Jingxi said "Mmm", then told Shen Ting to pay attention to safety, and cursed as she watched the person in her arms enter the yard.

By the time Shen Tingshen got home again, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

He took a shower and came out to find a message from Lu Wanwan.

[Are you back, Brother Shen? 】The time is displayed 2 minutes ago.

Shen Ting deeply hooked his lips, he thought that the child should be sleeping so late and didn't bother him, but in the end he was still thinking about himself.

He was leaning on the head of the bed, with his slender legs crossed together, holding his mobile phone in his hand and replying to Lu Wanwan.

[I just got home and took a shower, I thought you were asleep. 】Shen Tingshen did not exit the interface after sending the message, but looked at the top.

As soon as I sent my message, the other party immediately showed that the other party was typing.

Suddenly, a kind of detailed longing pierced Shen Ting's deep heart.

How long has it been since I felt this way?

Caring about a person is also being cared about.

The person I like waits until midnight to wait for a message from me.

[It's good to be back, I don't dare to sleep without your news] Before Shen Tingshen could return, Lu Wanwan sent again [It's not too late, brother, you should go to bed early, good night. 】Shen Tingshen was a little unsatisfied, but it was indeed too late. Lu Wanwan usually went to bed at twelve o'clock at most in Liangjiang.

Shen Ting sighed deeply, and typed a few words on the phone keyboard with his fingertips.

[Good night baby, dream about me. 】When Lu Wanwan received the news from Shen Tingshen, she couldn't help laughing out loud, and rolled around on the bed with her mobile phone before honestly getting ready to sleep.

The old house of the Lin family was decorated by the servants in a New Year's style, Shen Tingshen was flashed by the big red lantern as soon as he entered the house.

No one wants to make things difficult for anyone who celebrates Chinese New Year. After the father and son said a few words politely, Shen Tingshen ran into his room.

Lin Fushan outside sighed bitterly, but Yu Yali gently patted the back of his hand and comforted him softly: "The child is not young anymore, the more you discipline him, the more he will turn against you." Come.

Lin Fushan snorted coldly: "What? As an old man, I can't take care of my son anymore?"

Lin Fushan spoke in a loud voice, as if he was deliberately speaking to Shen Tingshen in the room.

Yu Yali pushed Lin Fushan lightly: "How ugly is it to quarrel during the Chinese New Year? Isn't it good for the family to have a reunion?"

Lin Fushan's brows and eyes are also stained by the years, but it is not difficult to see the sharpness of his youth.

It is very similar to Shen Tingshen.

After hearing Yu Yali's words, he turned his eyes back: "I don't quarrel with him, I have nothing to quarrel with him."

He paused and continued: "I heard that he is going to bring that guy home tomorrow?"

Yu Yali gave Lin Fushan a helpless look: "He's called Lu Wanwan, he's a pretty good kid, Ah Ye is not happy to hear what you said."

Lin Fushan paused when he picked up the water glass: "Isn't he a pretty good boy? I don't know how to make this brat be a treasure all the time."

Yu Yali sighed slightly: "Old Lin, I know you are the only son, but you can't push the child too hard, can you? No matter how many people envy you for your wealth, Ah Ye doesn't."

"He was born by you. You should know him better than me. If you let him accept what he doesn't like, is there a happy situation?"

Lin Fushan had a headache, what he heard made sense but he refused to admit it.

He glanced at Yu Yali with feigned anger: "It's fine, it's fine, don't say anything annoying when it's New Year's Eve. You too, talk to that bastard every time."

Yu Yali had a gentle temper, she smiled and said softly, "I'm not looking at Ah Ye, I just hope that you and your father will have a better relationship, and you will be less angry."

She spoke and fiddled with Lin Fushan's hair: "Look, your white hair is coming out."

Lin Fushan also scratched his hair: "Where is it? You pull it off for me, because this bastard is more angry than me in the company!"

The door of Shen Tingshen's room was not closed at the beginning, and he pursed his lips with some relief when he heard that Aunt Yu was in harmony with his own father.I don't know when the old man will stop being so stubborn.

He gently closed the door of his room, just as he was about to call Lu Wanwan, there was a knock on the door.

Being interrupted, Shen Ting was deeply unhappy, and before he could make a sound, he heard Lin Fushan say bluntly outside: "What's the point of staying in the house by yourself during Chinese New Year? Come down and make dumplings together!"

Shen Ting rolled his eyes secretly, he had no choice but to throw the phone on the bed and he knew it.

Shen Tingshen hadn't been in the kitchen since he moved out of Lin's house. He looked at Yu Yali who was busy and Lin Fushan who couldn't help him, and wanted to laugh for no reason.

"Why are you standing there? Wash your hands and come over to help."

Only then did Shen Tingshen straighten his body leaning against the door frame. He walked to the sink to wash his hands and said lazily, "Dad, can you still make dumplings?"

In Shen Ting's deep impression, the nanny usually makes it up and then Yu Yali cooks it. What did you think of this year?
Yu Yali smiled and handed the towel to Shen Tingshen: "I don't think it's better to make the dumplings myself during the Chinese New Year? The stuffing is ready, and your dad is about to make dumplings. Ah Ye, let your dad teach you, I'm going to roll the slices."

Shen Ting raised his eyebrows deeply, looking at Lin Fushan in surprise.

Lin Fushan subconsciously straightened his back in front of his son. No matter how many people are chasing after the big boss outside, he still wants his son to admire him more at home.

But Lin Fushan obviously thought highly of his son.

Shen Ting sneered deeply, rolled up his sleeves on his forearms and walked to Lin Fushan's side: "I didn't see it, Aunt Yu, did you praise my dad?"

Lin Fushan quit immediately: "You bastard, how do you talk?"

Shen Ting picked up a dumpling wrapper with his beautiful big hands, and looked at Lin Fushan leisurely: "I can't forget that you almost blew up the kitchen when I was 15 years old."

(End of this chapter)