Misunderstanding the unspoken rules of the president

Zhou Han finally boarded the plane to Shanghai with Xia Xia and the others. After several hours of flying in the air, they arrived at Shanghai Hongqiao Airport smoothly.

"Why is it colder than last time?!" After getting off the plane, Zhou Han couldn't help complaining that he was not afraid of the cold, but that Xia Xia would catch a cold. He quickly took out the down jacket he had prepared in advance, "Put it on quickly, Otherwise, you should catch a cold!"

"Well... of course it's cold, today is New Year's Eve." Xia Xia hid under Zhou Hannuan's arms, "Tonight, let's watch the New Year together!"

"Good~"

Dashi Ning and Lin Meihong were very cordial when they returned to their hometown. The weather was cold, but their hearts were warm. The husband and wife smiled from ear to ear, looking around at the new changes in Shanghai.Although they come back once a year, it is not necessarily during the Chinese New Year, so this time the family is very happy to come back together.

Shanghai has already prepared to drive them to the hotel.Xia Xia’s house in Shanghai has always been rented out to others. They would squeeze in the same room with Xia Xia every year when they come back. Now that Zhou Han has come, they have arranged a five-star hotel and lived in it. Comfortable.

"Wow, this is the room we stayed in last time!" Xia Xia exclaimed as soon as she entered the door, "The night view of this room is very beautiful, and it must be even more beautiful on New Year's Eve."

Zhou Han put down his luggage and said with a smile, "This is also the place where we first knew the baby was coming...remember?"

Xia Xia thought about it carefully, "Ho Ho, yes yes, the baby also likes to eat Shanghai snacks, haha~" She stepped forward and put her arms around Zhou Han, "Chinese New Year is more lively than usual, with more uncles and family members, I'm afraid you are not used to it... "

"Didn't I go there last time, it's okay, I like drinking soju and chatting with them about trivial matters!" Zhou Han held Xia Xia in his arms, "Actually, I've always been looking forward to a lively New Year's Eve... "

They took a rest at the hotel and then went to their uncle's house.The community seemed to be a little cleaner, and the bits and pieces in the corridors were also cleaned up, and the broken limestone on some parts of the wall was still firmly stuck there.Zhou Han thought to himself, if he pinched it lightly with his fingers, would it fall off.

As soon as Master Ning entered the room, he had a good time with his uncle, and the two brothers chatted aside, while Lin Meihong rolled up her sleeves and went into the kitchen to help her aunt.The well-behaved Minmin seems to have grown up again, her smiling face is as red as a ripe apple, and she has been nestling in Xia Xia's arms begging for sweets.Zhou Han casually chatted with Xia Xia's cousin, about work, life, and pressure. Although the two have different identities, they are both men and are about the same age. It is not difficult to find common topics.

After a while, the New Year's Eve dinner started under everyone's long-awaited calls. Everyone didn't regard Zhou Han as an outsider. After taking a sip of Baigan, the uncle became excited, "Zhou Han, I didn't have a good time with you last time, but today I can't drink with you." Drink it well, I have prepared enough wine."

"No problem, I will accompany you to the end!"

Xia Xia nudged Zhou Han with her elbow, and leaned into his ear to remind him, "My uncle is a good drinker, so be careful, I won't take care of you when I'm drunk."

"Xia Xia, you're standing by your husband so soon?" Uncle heard Xia Xia's murmur, "Don't worry, I won't knock your Zhou Han down, haha~"

Zhou Han smiled and patted Xia Xia's head, helping her to hide her shame, "Haha, don't worry, I'm not drunk after a thousand cups!"

The sound of firecrackers was heard outside the house, and Min Min clamored to watch, but her cousin couldn't resist her, so he carried her to the window to watch.Zhou Han imagined that in the near future, I would be able to watch fireworks with my child in my arms.

Shanghai is lively and bustling, but Australia is deserted.The living habits of Zhou Zhigao and Lin Sha have not changed for several years, and it doesn't matter whether their son is at home or not.But Qingyou started to get irritable, she was like a caged beast that just got out of the cage, she got used to loneliness when she stayed in the cage, but she couldn't stand it anymore once she got out of the cage.

She was annoyed that Zhou Han had gone to Shanghai, and she was also annoyed that Yang Yifeng had ignored him recently. She seemed to be used to Yang Yifeng's greetings in a few words in the past, but now that he suddenly became cold, she was not used to it.

"Hey, Yifeng, I want to see you, see you in Times Square!" After saying a word, Qingyou hung up the phone, picked up her handbag and went out.

The street market at night is still bustling, and the lights of thousands of houses in the city are far brighter than the stars in the sky.Yang Yifeng stood in the center of Times Square, looking at the woman walking leisurely in front of him, Qingyou, are you finished!

This was already the fifth time Xia Qingyou had come out to Yang Yifeng in just three days.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Yang Yifeng finally couldn't help getting angry, "Sometimes you say you want to go to California, but you can't say no, sometimes you want this, sometimes you want that, what exactly do you want to do?!"

Qingyou was stunned for a moment, and looked at him pitifully, "I just don't want to be alone..."

Yang Yifeng's heart softened for a while, damn it, women know how to do this, but he just fell for it.He pursed his lips helplessly, "It's so late, go to my place? Don't get me wrong, I just don't want you to call me out again!"

Qingyou stepped forward calmly and hugged Yang Yifeng's arm, "Okay, let's go~"

Back at the apartment, Qingyou saw the people inside, and stayed at the door in a daze, when did Xiaobu catch up with Yang Yifeng?

"Sister Qingyou~" Xiaobu was full of joy, trotted to the door and took Qingyou's hand, "Why are you here? Great, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Qingyou stuttered in surprise, "You...why are you at Yifeng's house..."

Yang Yifeng closed the door and came in, "She will lose her job when you move back to Zhou's house, so I hired her." Now you should be happy, you can catch up with Xiaobu, chat, and complain.

"Heh..." Qingyou looked embarrassed, "She also works as a nanny in your house?" Who are you kidding, it's not the woman hiding at home, or such a lowly woman.

"Well, someone just happened to clean the house and cook for me!" Yang Yifeng replied naturally.Maybe he can still be your company in the future, but he can only think about this sentence in his heart, and it is estimated that he will never realize it.

"Xiao Bu!" Qing You suddenly yelled at Xiao Bu, "Why are you looking for a relationship and finding me? Are you short of money? I didn't expect you to be so tricky at such a young age. You use me as a springboard, don't you! "

Xiao Bu looked puzzled, why did Miss Qing You, who was always weak in writing, change so much, "Sister Qing You, what are you talking about..."

"Slap!" Qingyou didn't say a word, stepped forward and raised her right hand, and slapped Xiaobu's face as mercilessly as if she had slapped Xia Xia, causing her to feel pain as well. .

How could the skinny Xiaobu withstand such a great force, and was knocked down to the ground, "Miss Qingyou..." Her eyes were full of horror and disbelief.

Yang Yifeng couldn't bear his anger anymore, he pushed Qingyou away, stepped to Xiaobu's side, bent over to support her, then raised his head and glared at the crazy woman, "Xia Qingyou, what the hell are you doing? What are you crazy about!"

"Why are you yelling, I'm teaching this dead boy a lesson, don't be a man who learns to seduce others at a young age!" Qingyou clenched his hands, still domineering.Facing Zhou Han, she would shrink back, but with Yang Yifeng in front of her, she had no reason to be afraid.