Mr. Quan, please take care

Chapter 807 You are avoiding me, Steward Zhou resigns

"It's okay." He said quietly.

"...You said it." This homage was quite harsh.

Shen Chunhang gritted his teeth: "How long do you plan to hide?"

The other end did not speak.

For a moment, the two were silent, and their breathing was barely audible.

Finally, the woman spoke first: "...I didn't hide."

"I didn't hide what you were doing out of town?!"

"Where I go is none of your business."

and many more……

Miao Miao suddenly realized: "How do you know?!"

"Because I want to." For the first time, Shen Chunhang showed a gentle and domineering side in front of her.

Miao Miao: "..."

"When are you coming back?"

"..."

He took a deep breath, and his tone softened, revealing an imperceptible fragility: "Let's talk."

"...It was made very clear that day."

"Is that why you don't want to see me?! Because of Shen Yu? Because I took the CEO's position from her?" The man growled, both angry and wronged.

Annoyed, she turned around and left without hesitation.

The wronged thing is that she is not as good as Shen Yu in her heart.

After shouting, Shen Chunhang realized how inappropriate his actions just now were.

What right does he have to blame?
What qualifications do you have to yell at Miao Miao?

Because she doesn't care about him, doesn't care about him, doesn't cook for him?
Simply ridiculous!
Shen Chunhang only felt a big hole in his heart, and the cold wind poured in mercilessly, pulling out the coolness.

He was afraid that he would say something more excessive, so after saying "I'm sorry", he forced himself to hang up, put the phone back in his pocket, and pressed it tightly.

Now, the whole world is quiet, so quiet that you can hear your own heartbeat.

Looking from a distance, the streets are not busy, the shadows of the trees are shaking in the wind, and the street lamps are dimly shadowed, casting a dim light.

A tall and straight figure stood still, motionless.

If it wasn't for the night wind blowing the corner of his clothes, people would almost mistake it for a still painting.

I don't know how long it took, maybe 1 minute, maybe 10 minutes, the man finally picked up his steps and moved forward calmly.

It's just that no matter how you look at the back, there is a sense of loneliness and loneliness...

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Shen Chunhang returned to the old house.

The Shen family is in troubled times, and Mingda is also precarious, so he lives here during this time.

In addition to deliberately avoiding certain things, it has been a long time since I returned to the apartment.

"Third young master." Zhou Qingfu opened the door for him.

Shen Chunhang's gaze paused: "Why haven't you rested yet?"

"It's still early."

"You don't have to wait for me in the future."

Zhou Qingfu is an old man from the Shen family. He has worked diligently in this house for decades, and his gray hair has been replaced by white hair. He has never left him.

Because of this, Shen Chunhang respected him a little more.

Zhou Qingfu grinned, the folds at the end of his eyes were like two chrysanthemums, his expression was gentle and kind.

For a while, it actually somewhat overlapped with Shen Zongming's appearance.

Shen Chunhang's eyes were painful, and in the next second, he hurriedly staggered away.

He was afraid that he would lose control of himself...

At this critical moment of life and death, he would never allow himself the slightest weakness.

"It's not a problem, people do not drowsy when they are old." He said, and handed him a glass of warm water.

"Thank you," Shen Chunhang raised his hand to take it, "Go to sleep first."

But Zhou Qingfu didn't respond immediately, he still stood where he was, with a somewhat cramped expression, hesitating to speak.

Shen Chunhang put down his water glass, looked at him, and said calmly, "Do you have anything to say?"

"...I plan to go back to the countryside." Zhou Qingfu sighed, "First the young master left, and Miss Ayan followed... Now even the old man..."

Speaking of the latter, he was choked up and out of tune.

Shen Chunhang's eyes became hot, and he controlled his emotions in time: "Butler Zhou, you..."

He waved his hand, "Third young master, listen to me. In the current Shen family, the master is absent, and the servants are no longer useful. What's more," he forced a smile, "I'm old too, I don't know why It's not a common problem of people, when you get old, you always like to recall the past."

Under the light, tears welled up in Zhou Qingfu's eyes, "The more I think about it, the more I miss it. I'm afraid I don't have much time..."

"I understand." Shen Chunhang stood up, staggered and walked two steps forward, leaving behind a haughty back and side profile, "Okay, I agree."

"Thank you, Third Young Master."

"When are you going to leave?"

"Tomorrow." Shen Sheng sighed, "The longer I stay, the more reluctant I am...I still can't believe that the master is like this..."

Shen Chunhang said firmly: "It's getting late, you should rest early, tomorrow...you will have the energy to set off."

After speaking, he went straight upstairs.

Now, he is really the only one left in the huge old house.

It's okay, it's okay...

The next day, Zhou Qingfu got up early to bid farewell.

He has been in the Shen family for so many years, but he didn't take away many things.

Only a suitcase, light and simple, just like when he came here.

What goes by is just the years. The once young man is now getting old, and things are different.

Shen Chunhang handed the check prepared in advance to him: "There is not much money, so take care of yourself. What you have paid for this family over the years cannot be measured by money alone."

"I can't take it!" Zhou Qingfu repeatedly refused.

"Say it, take it as you wish."

　There is another update, the time is uncertain, don't wait

　　
　
(End of this chapter)