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Chapter 38 Don't Smell the Old Cry (12)

When Shi Che went downstairs, he called Lao Zhu directly. The phone rang for a long time before he heard Lao Zhu's respectful voice, "Master?"

"Bring the car over here!" Shi Che dropped the words and hung up the phone quickly.

About five or six minutes later, I saw the car approaching. Shi Che was in a bad mood at first, but Lao Zhu was still dawdling like this, and there was more anxiety between his brows.

Old Zhu got out of the car, saw Shi Che's expression, secretly cried out, and apologized again and again, "I'm sorry, young master, I'm late."

Shi Che frowned, and glanced at Lao Zhu impatiently. Lao Zhu obviously got up from the bed in a hurry. He buttoned his clothes several times incorrectly, and the corners of his clothes were not completely tucked into his trousers. Hair is also a bit messy.

Lao Zhu also noticed that his clothes were disheveled, so he smiled awkwardly, and explained while arranging his clothes, "Young master, I'm sorry, I blame my old woman, I told you not to sleep, and insisted on dragging me to sleep, saying that it's late at night. How could your young master still use the car? When he came out just now, he was nagged a lot, but it was so long-winded, let's see if this... makes you laugh."

Hearing what Old Zhu said, Shi Che's expression changed slightly, "What did Aunt Zhu say when you came out?"

Old Zhu didn't expect Shi Che to ask this question suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, he looked up at Shi Che, Shi Che's expression was unexpectedly serious, as if he really wanted to know that his wife had told him something.

Although Lao Zhu felt surprised, he still told the truth word by word, "What else can I say? Isn't it just a few words to come and go? It's so late, why are you still going out? It takes more time to drive at night. Be careful, come back early, you know, old women are long-winded, when they were young, they were not at all wordy, but the older they get, the more long-winded they become, and it makes me dizzy every day."

Lao Zhu's words seemed to be complaining, but there was no trace of complaint in his tone, instead there was a hint of happiness.

Shi Che looked at the smile on the corners of Lao Zhu's lips, the joy on his brows, and an unknown pain slowly floated in his eyes.

Lao Zhu and Aunt Zhu are husband and wife. Every time Lao Zhu goes out at night, Aunt Zhu will always nag him.

And he...

He and Ling Chuxia are also husband and wife, but no matter how late he comes home, how late he goes out, where he goes, what he does, she never asks a question. She only obeys him and doesn't care about him.

He lowered his eyes, concealed the pain in his eyes, and said lightly: "You and Aunt Zhu have such a good relationship."

"Where is it, young master, you and young lady are the ones who are talented and beautiful, made in heaven..." Old Zhu said habitually, but in the middle of saying this, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and stopped talking immediately.

(End of this chapter)