Chapter 8 Making Inferences
While on the road, he didn't forget to send the message. Chen Yuchen's face became even more cold as he watched the text message being sent.

The whole person regarded himself as aloof, but he looked condescendingly at every word in the text message, clearly eager to get away from him.

interesting!How interesting!At first, Zhao Mengxue threw herself into the trap and threw herself into his arms.

Now that things have happened, he still wants to escape completely. Even if he leaves the house, he is still so free and easy, which is really eye-opening for him.

Women are indeed fickle, but for some reason his heart was in turmoil. What was going on?

Chen Yuchen once thought that there was no emotion at all between the two, there was just a marriage contract, and the warmth and warmth at the time flashed before his eyes.

At that time, Zhao Mengxue would smile at him every day. No matter when and where, the warmth of care and concern continued, but he would still feel a little irritable and uneasy.

Now that she is able to be so free and easy, her changeable speed is a bit ridiculously fast.

A sneer escaped from the corner of Chen Yuchen's mouth. He clutched the phone tightly with both hands, almost crushing it, and his heart was completely shattered.

Fortunately, the two of them arrived as expected and sat in the center of the Civil Affairs Bureau, just as they had done when they got married, looking particularly dignified.

Today, Zhao Mengxue was well-dressed and had the demeanor of a mature lady. After many years of being together, this was the first time Chen Yuchen saw her. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and looked at her.

"Mr. Chen, it seems that you are very punctual today!"

The spring breeze was blowing on her face, and her face was full of smiles. This woman seemed to have two faces every time she met.

In the marriage, she became a well-behaved daughter-in-law who obeyed orders. Sitting in Mrs. Chen's position was just perfect.

Everyone would praise her as a good wife and mother whenever they met, but now she was able to clean her hair neatly and cut off her clothes at the right time. She was even wearing a black dress, which revealed the whiteness of her body.

Sure enough, you only know how to cherish after you lose it. Chen Yuchen seemed to have never realized that she still had such a side in the past few years, which was unexpected.

"If the two of you have no objections, just put your fingerprints on it!"

As soon as the receptionist finished speaking, she couldn't wait to stand up, leaving fiery red handprints, and the big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

"Whoo~"

Years of love have been wiped out. From now on, they are the most familiar strangers. Who has never died since ancient times?She just wanted to open a new chapter.

"Mr. Chen, what are you waiting for here?"

Zhao Mengxue stared at Chen Yuchen and found that he didn't do anything. She looked at him curiously.

"Could it be that...you have a renewed conscience?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the man looked at her with blazing eyes, like a final warning, and finally put his palm print on her, and the law took effect.

"Very good, Mr. Chen is really a neat and tidy person, so if nothing happens, I won't bother you."

The woman left as if fleeing. She always felt that every time she met him, there would be a kind of mist surrounding him, almost oppressive and breathless.

After successfully walking out of the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, her mood instantly brightened. From now on, she would be like a new person.

As a person, you should always look forward, rather than always relying on the past.

"Get rid of it!"

Several years of marriage almost blinded her. She thought that this love was so strong that she would become painful and unforgettable when they were separated.

Now it seems that it is not as serious as she imagined, and there is actually a feeling of relief emanating from it.

Maybe she was already prepared. Reluctant love is doomed to be broken. It's better to just shake the sand that you can't hold.

At this moment, she who once cherished love has long since disappeared. In order to celebrate, Zhao Mengxue came to the bar to drink alone.

Only after a glass of strong wine went down her throat, her mood completely brightened up. She was as beautiful as a flower, and she looked even more intellectual.

So much so that men around her swooped in and wanted to ask for her contact information.

"Sorry, I don't want to fall in love, let alone get married. I just came here to have a drink!"

In order to avoid trouble, she reminded her repeatedly that the men she was pursuing were also shocked and left. "Little beauty, you really have a personality! She is a rose with thorns!"

A bald and greasy man was so shameless that he sat directly next to her. When he opened the corner of his mouth, he could see his yellow teeth.

"Isn't it just for money? Brother, I can have as much as I want here!"

He slapped three bank cards directly on the table, stretched out his greasy hand and almost landed on Zhao Mengxue.

But Zhao Mengxue looked at him intently, almost lost in thought, but finally managed to speak freely.

"You've been under too much pressure recently, and your hair has fallen out, and your tongue coating has turned white and you can't digest well. You must be a three-second man, right?"

Her reasoning was sound and well-founded. Although Zhao Mengxue was not an andrologist, she had heard about it. Had she never eaten pork and never seen a pig running away?
People around him started laughing. The other person even had a rent bill in his pocket, and he seemed to be a pauper again.

"Uncle, if you have nothing to do, you should go home and read the newspaper as soon as possible. Don't forget to take this rent bill as well!"

After this humiliation, the man felt ashamed and left angrily, finally having a quiet atmosphere.

After the glass of strong wine was in her stomach, Zhao Mengxue felt that enough was enough. There were still outpatient clinics to check in the afternoon, so she started to go home and cover her head to sleep.

What woke her up was her senior brother's swishing phone call.

"Hey, my little junior sister, my little ancestor, you finally answered the phone. Do you know how hard it was for me to find you?"

"Don't talk so much useless stuff, just get to the point!"

Zhao Mengxue seemed to have become accustomed to this guy who couldn't find a topic for a few words, so he was able to interrupt. Fortunately, it worked.

"Hey, that's fine. We have a VIP patient here today who is somewhat mentally handicapped. I told you about it last time."

"Everyone is here now, why are you, a psychiatrist, still sleeping at home? Can we have some professionalism?"

It seemed to be true, it was already afternoon, Zhao Mengxue was yawning profusely, but she still managed to cheer up and left dressed appropriately.

When she arrived at the hospital, she was already out of breath, but Chen Yuchen was already waiting here with her child in her arms.

Looking at her fluffy hair but dizzy look, I knew she must have just gotten up.

"Dr. Zhao, you are really busy..."

He spoke in a sinister tone. Sure enough, if two people could be together, they would have some similarities.

Yesterday, we already received a tea-smelling person, and today another one came. It was really a wave of ups and downs.

Wearing a white coat, Zhao Mengxue looked dignified and elegant. Zhao Mengxue randomly picked a mirror and began to look at it repeatedly.

The four-year-old child in front of him was never willing to talk too much. He was exactly the same as his father. Both of them had cold and taciturn personalities.

It's just that he looks even more melancholy, always willing to hide in a corner alone, and is extremely dependent on Chen Yuchen.

"Little guy, what's your name?"

Zhao Mengxue opened her mouth tentatively, only to find that this little guy's defense was extremely strong. As she gradually approached, he was actually trembling with fear.

This was not what he should have at his age. Zhao Mengxue couldn't understand it, but when he saw the medicine bottle he picked up casually in his hand, he understood something.

"There is sugar in this, fragrant and soft sugar. Do you want a piece?"

It is estimated that even a three-year-old child would not be willing to believe this trick to fool children, and this little guy is very curious and resistant.

Whenever he saw a medicine bottle, he would avoid it, which looked a little strange. Once the sound of car horns around him got louder or the volume increased nearby, he would shrink into a ball inexplicably.

"Timid?"

The woman began to murmur to herself for a while, but she quickly rejected her idea. This is not the reaction for the faint of heart.

"Kid, do your family members often do anything to you that scares you?"

(End of this chapter)

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