his spring breeze

Chapter 53

How far is the distance between people?

The moment he turned around, there was a hell and a yang.

Yin and Yang are separated.

A layer of moist mist appeared in Shen Chaosheng's eyes. Beside the sofa was a little rabbit pillow, which he had just asked his secretary to buy a few days ago. He buried his head in this pillow, his broad shoulders trembling slightly.

"Mom, your son is very useless, right? He won't even chase a girl."

"Dong dong." There was a knock on the door.

Shen Chaosheng regained his former composure, took off his coat and put it on, and said to come in.

He paced and sat in front of the desk, rubbing the center of his brows lightly, his clear face looked haggard and tired.

"Master, are you alright?"

Shen Chaosheng's face was a bit dusty, Uncle Wang rarely saw such a melancholy and disappointed expression on Shen Chaosheng's face.

"It's okay." Shen Chaosheng raised his lips lightly, his warm breath remained undiminished with his gestures, and he was lonely and elegant, "What's wrong?"

"The principal of Ningcheng Chinese University has issued a letter of appointment to the young master. He wants to invite you to be a senior lecturer in the art department. He must have seen the relief work you designed."

"I won't go to occasions that don't matter." The voice was crisp.

"Alright young master, I will reject him."

"Hold on,"

Shen Chaosheng raised his eyebrows and rubbed his jaw with one hand, "Which university did you mention just now?"

"Back to young master, Ningcheng Chinese University, which is the university that Miss is attending."

"Ask Secretary Zhang to arrange a time for me to have dinner with the principal."

"Alright young master, then I'll wait outside, young master." The butler bowed slightly.

"Uncle Wang, I remember you told me before that your brother likes to carry his hands behind his back."

Uncle Wang paused.

"Why did the young master suddenly ask about this? Could it be that there is Minsheng's whereabouts?"

Shen Chaosheng shook his head, "Just asking casually. Recently, you have worked hard to keep an eye on Shen Xiuqin. She will report to me anytime she makes any moves."

Uncle Wang said yes and left the office.

……

Jiang Chunhe returned home, holding Yan Nian and crying, like a child who has been greatly wronged.

It was the first time Yan Nian saw his daughter crying so sadly, and asked her if she broke up with Yu Hao, that's why she was so sad.

"Liar! Bastard! The bastard is dead!" Jiang Chunhe gritted his teeth.

Yan Nian thought she was scolding Yu Hao, and sighed, she really knew.

"It's okay, Chun'er, Shen Chaosheng is good, more reliable than Yu Hao, you can consider him."

"He is more reliable than Yu Hao? Mom, why are you turning your elbows to the outside? Shen Chaosheng is a super invincible liar! Of course, Yu Hao is not a good guy, but in comparison, Shen Chaosheng is even worse!"

"What's the matter?"

"..." Jiang Chunhe told Yan Nian the conversation he heard today.

Yan Nian was also a little angry. No matter what Shen Chaosheng thought in his heart, his family's internal disputes were obvious. Yan Nian didn't want his daughter to become his second self.

In the evening, Yan Nian told Jiangbeiyuan about it.

"Look at the good son-in-law you chose! My daughter cried for a long time because of him today."

"Well, if she can cry because of a man, it means that she is moved." Jiangbeiyuan's angle is very different.

"But can Shen Chaosheng really trust him? Could it be that he really wants to use the power of the Jiang family to strengthen his position? Then what does he think of Chun'er? Now Chun'er has been wronged like this before marrying. In the future, he will pay off when he gets married. ?"

Jiang Beiyuan smiled and stroked Yan Nian's shoulder,

"Daughter-in-law, don't worry, I'll call Shen Chaosheng."

Shen Chaosheng was not surprised to receive a call from Jiangbeiyuan. His voice was very clear and steady:

"I'm sorry Mr. Jiang, I'm the one who wronged Chun'er, please forgive me."

"Then you can figure it out yourself."

The implication: I, Jiang Beiyuan, can't be wrong in choosing a son-in-law. Don't let me down, don't slap me in the face!
Shen Chaosheng hummed: "Is Chun'er asleep?"

"Not yet, what do you want to say?"

"I bought some gifts for her and put them in front of Jiang's house. If she is free, please let Mr. Jiang let her take some."

(End of this chapter)