little grandpa, be nice

Chapter 505

With difficulty, he helped Han Shu into the nanny car that came.

The reporter didn't want to let it go, but the lawyer closed the door without letting the reporter find another chance and ordered the driver to drive, regardless of whether the reporters were dead or alive.

In the end, the reporter could only get out of the way, not wanting to be bumped.

The reporters watched Han Shu's car disappear in front of the camera, and then took the microphone, pointed the camera at themselves, and began to make conclusions.

Many reporters came, from any family.

The scene was almost chaotic, and the reporters all started summarizing Han Shu and Shen's affairs at Shen's door.

After listening to the reporter's explanation and what happened just now, he thought of Shen Yeting again.

Yan Weichu reacted suddenly.

What did he go to Shen's for?

It turned out that he had done more ruthless than himself.

What happened to Han Shaochen had left out Han Shu's character and motives, so Shen Yeting directly drove Han Shu into the abyss, and could never turn over again.

However, according to Han Shu's personality, she would definitely not give up easily.

Thinking of this, she turned her eyes from the TV and looked at Shen Yeting who had already washed the fruit.

"The car accident back then was really caused by Han Shu?" Then she killed Shen Qi and Shen Yemo?

The poison of a tiger does not eat its offspring, and Han Shu is really more poisonous than a tiger, which shows the heart of a human being.

Knowing the truth, Han Shaochen may even drink to relieve his sorrow.

"En." Shen Yeting responded lightly, put the washed fruit on a plate, walked out of the kitchen, put it on the coffee table, and put all the snacks on the coffee table into a bag.

Yan Weichu looked at his actions, thought about the previous car accident, and couldn't help asking: "So Han Shu killed Shen Yemo and your father? Does she hate your father so much?"

"I have no way of knowing." Shen Yeting didn't know how much Han Shu hated Shen Qi, but he knew how much he hated himself.

The kind that can't wait to tear him into pieces.

"Well, fortunately, you are not her biological son. But Han Shaochen is going to be sad." Yan Weichu said casually, and continued to wash the vegetables on his hands.

Shen Yeting came to the side, and his voice floated faintly: "Do you care about Han Shaochen?"

No matter how she heard this sentence, she felt something was wrong.

What does it mean to care about Han Shaochen very much? What does he care about? It's nothing more than complaining and talking casually.

"No." Yan Weichu replied.

"Hmph!" Shen Yeting breathed out from his nose.

A cold snort made Yan Weichu frown slightly, what is he humming.

She will also, after washing the vegetables, put them in front of him, and then: "huh."

Under his gaze, he walked to the coffee table, grabbed an apple casually, leaned back on the sofa, and bit into the apple fiercely.

Glaring at the TV with both eyes, he ate the apple vigorously.

The apple is very crisp, Shen Yeting can hear the sound of her biting the apple even in the kitchen, it seems that she is biting the apple to vent.

Shen Yeting watched her childish actions, took a deep breath, and continued to cook the dishes at hand.

After about an hour, Shen Yeting prepared the meal, three dishes and one soup, enough for two people to eat.

Seeing that she was still sitting there, she not only went over: "Eat."

Yan Weichu pretended not to hear, continued to watch TV, ignored him, as if he didn't exist at all.

Shen Yeting was a little helpless, sat down beside her, looked at her with a pair of dark eyes: "Are you going to ignore me?"

"Hmph." Who wouldn't.

"Why did you go to Han Shaochen again? For the recording?" Shen Yeting had already guessed who recorded the recording on the Internet from Han Shaochen's routine.

(End of this chapter)