his spring breeze

Chapter 52 Brother-in-law, come on

Chen Bai took off his mask and watched Jiang Chunhe's back.

Suddenly he understood why Shen Chaosheng liked her.

A tall woman born facing the sun, full of light all over her body attracted him.

He would never look at someone as humble as dirt.

Chen Bai's eyes dimmed slightly.

He put on his mask again and left soon.

……

Shen Chaosheng took out the cake box from the trash can, brushed off the dust on the box, and brought it back to the office.

Open it, and the cake embryo that is battered inside reveals a combination of cream and chocolate.

The outer layer of chocolate is also battered.

Shen Chaosheng sat at his desk and took a bite of the cake. In fact, the paste tasted pretty good.

It's just a little bit bitter.

There is a photo frame on the right side of the desk, and a gentle woman is reflected in the photo frame. The woman has a beautiful smile and a good face. She is always kind and transparent.

Feeling embarrassed, Shen Chaosheng stretched out his hand and turned the photo frame upside down. His miserable appearance, seen by his mother, would definitely laugh at him.

He finished eating the cake in silence when his cell phone rang, and it was a message from Jiang Jingming.

Ask him if he has seen the movie "A Chinese Journey to the West".

Shen Chaosheng replied: I read it a bit, what's the matter?
Jiang Jingming: In the end, Supreme Treasure and Fairy Zixia are separated after all, so many netizens said that 1 years is too long, and only the day and night are seized. Some people are only one step away, but once they miss it, even if they become a hero, they will not It may not be possible to chase it back.

Shen Chaosheng: Jiang San’s younger brother also takes psychology as an elective?
Jiang Jingming: To cultivate or not to cultivate depends on the individual.I just want to tell my brother-in-law that my sister has an aggressive temper, but she is not a bad person. Some of her words may not be her original intention. I hope you will not give up.

Shen Chaosheng: With her temper, she must have called you and scolded me.

Jiang Jingming: Yes, the tone is quite aggrieved.

Shen Chaosheng: Sorry, I have wronged her.I won't give up on Chun'er, don't worry.

Jiang Jingming: [Come on] [Come on] [Come on]

I want to post another sentence, our family will help you if necessary, but after thinking about it, I feel that this is inappropriate.

It made the Jiang family want to marry Jiang Chunhe as soon as possible.

Shen Chaosheng put the phone aside.

Of course he won't give up.

As he said to Shen Yezhong before: If my wife is not Jiang Chunhe, if it is someone else, it will be meaningless.

Shen Chaosheng took out the needle and thread from the drawer in the office and began to embroider.

"Chaosheng, embroidery is an art of meditation. When you are restless, you might as well embroider."

His mother's words echoed in his ears, and Shen Chaosheng couldn't continue embroidering after a while.

He and his mother are the exact opposite types, restless and unable to embroider good things at all.

He got up, closed the curtains of the French windows, curled up on the sofa with his arms folded in his arms, closed his eyes and planned to squint for a while.

The long eyelashes fluttered, and the sun dappled on his handsome face, casting a layer of shadows, and the delicate beads of sweat seeping from the forehead were faintly visible.
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"Chaosheng, wait for mom at home for a while, mom will be back soon!"

"...Mom, where are you going?"

The little boy rushed out and followed the woman. He lost his shoes because he was afraid that his mother would not want him.

A woman in a long plain dress stood in the middle of the road, looking at something. There were vehicles passing by, and the sound of horns could be heard endlessly. The boy was very anxious and couldn't help calling out——

"mom!"

The woman looked back, and there was a bang, the wheels of the big truck crushed the body, and drove straight past.

"mom!!!"

Shen Chaosheng woke up from the nightmare, his back was sweating profusely, his neat eyebrows drooped, and sweat dripped down along the outline of the brow.

Looking around, he is in the office, there is no one around, only the cake box on the table is placed there.

(End of this chapter)