honey deal

In the seaside city in summer, the weather changes at any time. The sun is still bright in the morning, but the clouds are billowing in the afternoon. In the evening, it finally rains, and it is menacing.

A stretched Lincoln cut through the rain and sped down the street.

The man in the back seat leaned lazily on the back of the chair, just sat quietly, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

He raised his wrist and glanced, with a hint of concern on his brows. He originally planned to pick up the little girl and go back to the apartment together, but when he got off work, he suddenly received a call from his mother, telling him to go home.

The tone seemed very serious, asked, but refused to speak.

"Sen, drive faster." Chi Rui was a little worried, and ordered to the front.

As usual, Sen didn't say anything, just stepped on the accelerator, and the car felt like flying as it hit the ground.

After driving all the way to the edge of the huge porch of Chi's old house, Chi Rui got out of the car, saw that Sister Fang was already waiting outside, and greeted him respectfully: "The young master is back, the old lady is waiting for you inside!"

He took off his coat and handed it to her, asking about the situation.

"Sister Fang, is the old lady okay?"

Sister Fang glanced at him, hesitated to speak, "You'd better go in and see for yourself."

There was a twitch between his eyebrows, it seemed that he was really upset, Chi Rui quickened his pace and entered the hall.

Seeing that the mother was sitting upright on the sofa, her health didn't seem to be showing any signs of illness, so she felt a little relieved.

But the atmosphere doesn't seem right.

"Mom, is there anything important that you can't talk over the phone?" Chi Rui walked to his mother, bent down deliberately and smiled.

Mrs. Chi gave him an annoyed look: "It's getting more and more unserious, and I don't know who I learned from. Let's talk after sitting down."

Listening to this, it seems that he should keep a straight face all day long.

Moreover, Chi Rui guessed a little bit, today's conversation probably has something to do with Pei Xiaowu.

"Mom, you used to criticize me for being too rigid. My son has always kept his teachings in mind, so why is it that he is not serious?" He sat down on the sofa next to his mother as he said, and tried to ease the atmosphere with a poignant smile.

Madam Chi pointed at him, but hated Sister Fang who was standing beside her.

"Look at him. I only said one sentence. He waited for me with a few words. As the saying goes, those who are close to ink are dark. This is really true."

The former housekeeper, Sister Zhou, retired from her old age and returned to her hometown. Now, Sister Fang is in charge of the housekeeping. Firstly, her status has increased. Second, her cousin Ye Qingcheng has not become the eldest wife of this family as she wished, but now this marriage can be said to be a natural match, and she speaks and acts naturally. Not as mean as before.

"Old lady, the eldest young master is trying to make you happy. If you don't understand your filial piety, why aren't you happy!"

Sure enough, Madam Chi's face softened after hearing this.

Then he let out a long sigh: "Oh, he's good at everything else, but the marriage makes me happy."

Again!

Chi Rui's scalp tightened, and he was ready to listen to the training.

"See for yourself."

Looking in the direction mother pointed, there are several magazines piled up on the coffee table, colorful.

He took out a copy curiously, held it in his hand and looked at it, his face changed.

On the cover, a luxury yacht rides the wind and waves. In the cockpit, a man embraces a woman from behind, and the two pairs of four hands on the helm overlap to form a handle. Her head is slightly tilted to the side. The bent posture gives people endless room for imagination.

Chi Rui picked up several books in a row, all of which were news about these two people, so he didn't bother to read them.

"Mom, these paparazzi are taking random pictures all day long, who knows if it's true or not."

Rubbing between his brows, he knew that even he couldn't believe this defense.

Sure enough, Mrs. Chi clicked on those magazines and clattered: "Rui'er, you won't tell me what these are called, what p's are they? How dare you say it's not the two of them?"

They are undoubtedly, but...

Chi Rui couldn't justify himself anymore.

His eyes darkened, becoming more and more bottomless, "Mom, leave this matter to me, and leave it alone."

"You deal with it? You've been fascinated by that little elf for a long time." Madam Chi waved her hand, "No, I can't let you go this time. Break up with her immediately and give me the foreign marriage."

The situation is really serious, I'm afraid it will take a little thought.

Chi Rui grabbed Mrs. Chi's hand and activated his coaxing skills: "Mom, it's not your style to beat people to death before things are cleared up, isn't it your style? My mother is the kindest and most reasonable old man in the world, yes Isn't it right?" While coaxing, she quietly handed a wink to Sister Fang who was standing next to her.

Sister Fang understood: "Needless to say, everyone in the upper-class circle who does not praise our old lady for being noble and elegant, well-educated, and well-disciplined is vying to learn from her."

"That's true. I don't dare to boast about anything else. I just say that the two sons I educated are elegant and talented. There are hundreds of daughters in my family, and my family has adopted sons. People are vying to marry."

When the mother talked about her son, her eyebrows beamed with joy, and Chi Rui was secretly pleased with herself, and finally got the topic out of the way.

"Hey, don't change the subject. Tell me, when are you going to get a divorce?" Unexpectedly, Mrs. Chi suddenly went back.

Chi Rui's smugness stuck in his throat, he couldn't beg, coaxed, or gave away several high hats for nothing, it seemed that he could only implement the procrastination formula.

"Mom, the company is very busy recently, and I really don't have time to spare. I'll go as soon as I'm done."

Standing up while talking, he can't stay any longer, otherwise he won't be able to cope with his mother's endless nagging about this matter.

"Where are you going? Do you want to see that little fairy again? From tonight onwards, go home every day, and don't sneak out in the middle of the night." Mrs. Chi made up her mind this time, and she couldn't let her eldest son obsess over her.

Sister Fang gave him a wink: "Young Master, you should just spend more time with Madam."

The old man is in a fit of anger, and if he becomes stiff, it will be even more difficult to turn around.

"Who said I'm leaving, is dinner ready? I'm starving." He deliberately pretended to be pitiful.

When Mrs. Chi heard this, she got up quickly, and was supported by him to the direction of the restaurant: "Sister Fang, hurry up and inform us about the meal."

Pei Xiaowu didn't sleep well all night, firstly he was not used to being around, and secondly, she thought carefully about the events that happened during this period, and felt that she couldn't live like this anymore.

After much deliberation, I finally decided to visit Mrs. Chi the next day and have a good communication with her old man.

The next day, after the rain, the sky cleared up and the air was exceptionally fresh. The summer heat also subsided a lot due to the heavy rain overnight, and the breeze was gentle, which made people feel refreshed.

Pei Xiaowu prepared gifts first, and then drove to Chi's old house.

"Yo, Miss Pei?" It was Sister Fang who opened the door, and she was a little surprised to see her.

Sister Fang is still the same, she looks shrewd and capable, reminding her of the period of time she lived in this "home", which was the most desolate moment in her life, and she has to admit that this "home" blessed her.