His wife is so sweet

Chapter 1682 You Don't Regret
"Didn't I tell you that I planned to let you be the president's adoptive daughter? Although I didn't drink the confession tea, it was already a deal. Why would I let you marry him?"

Old Chen frowned, dissatisfied with his granddaughter's questioning attitude, but still said.

Chen Bing's expression softened, and he raised his arm and pointed at Tian Tian, ​​"Since you don't have this idea, why tie her here?"

"Of course I have my reasons. When did I teach you to question your grandpa?"

Mr. Chen had a sullen face, showing a bit of annoyance at her repeated questioning.

"You taught me to stick to what I think is right, and go on unswervingly."

"Then you think letting her go now is what you want to insist on?"

"I didn't say that. But Grandpa, if it's because of me, I hope you let her go. It's not for her, it's for you."

"It's that set of words that don't want me to lose my life at the end of the festival?"

Old Chen snorted coldly, and looked at Lu Zheng, "Lu Zheng, did you call Bingbing over?"

"I just asked Bing girl a few words, she guessed it herself."

Lu Zheng lowered his eyes.

Mr. Chen is smooth, but also stubborn.

He knew that coming here wouldn't do much, and only calling Chen Bing could fundamentally solve today's matter.

Old Chen sneered, noncommittal.

"Grandpa, that Fengxu is philandering. He has had [-] or [-] girlfriends. I am your granddaughter, and I will do whatever you ask me to do. But if you ask me to marry him, I can't do it!"

Chen Bing walked up to Mr. Chen and squatted down, covering the back of his hand on the chair with his right hand.

Old Chen moved his hand, trying to pull it out, but she held it tightly.

"You don't want to marry him, why don't you say so?"

After a while, Mr. Chen asked in a hoarse voice.

"I've heard my father beg you, and I've heard my mother protest to you, but you didn't respond. You said that if there were other options, you would not push me into the fire pit.

You said that Feng Xu was just playing tricks, with you and Uncle Feng looking at him, he would not dare to mess around again. "

"Your parents have said it, but you haven't said it yourself."

Chen Lao moved his other hand over to cover the back of Chen Bing's hand, and turned the hand held by Chen Bing before. Two old hands trembled as they held her young soft hand, and sighed, "Bing Bing, I told you earlier that I was strict with you because I expected too much from you. If you really don't want to, I naturally have other ways. "

"I'm sorry. I didn't want to disappoint you."

But she forgot that resisting in this way would only hurt grandpa even more.

"you have grown up."

Chen Lao raised his hand to touch Chen Bing's soft, short ear-length hair.

He still remembered that when Chen Bing was three years old, she asked her mother to braid her other children's hair in order to look beautiful, which delayed the boxing time.

He waited for a few minutes and no one came. He went to the room and took the scissors to cut off her slightly long hair. Since then, Chen Bing has never been able to straighten her long hair.

Thinking about it now, Chen Bing had never let him down since he was a child.

She was a good kid, a good soldier, a good granddaughter, but never quite a woman.

"Don't cut your hair anymore, girls are more beautiful with long hair."

"Short hair is refreshing, I'm used to it."

Chen Bing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

There has never been a moment like this, where she can clearly feel that grandpa loves her.

"Ah Zheng, take him away."

Old Chen sighed, raised his head and waved to Lu Zheng, and finally said meaningfully, "I just hope you don't regret it."

(End of this chapter)