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Chapter 98 "Do you think she is happy by my side?"

"Well, I don't like him, but I don't like you either. I'll tell you one last time, leave my best friend quickly. If you dare to hurt her, you will really die!"

After speaking, Jiang Chunhe ran away.

Xu Zhengdong glanced back.

Rolls Royce is gone.

He should have heard those words just now, old man.

……

Shen Chaosheng never smoked, because people who design relief sculptures need a pair of good hands.

Shen Chaosheng didn't drink alcohol either.

Except for the vodka last time, and... Peach Blossom Stuffed.

In a bar in the southern district of Ningcheng, there is a special peach blossom wine. Among the high-strength cocktails, this kind of wine is very small, and very few people drink it. The reason why it is sold is because the owner of this bar, It was Shen Chaosheng.

Within an hour, Shen Chaosheng had already drank a jar of peach blossom wine.

It is mellow, sweet, with the aroma of rice and peach blossoms, and it is fragrant all over the world. He also pays attention to an absolute sense of ritual when drinking, with celadon as the base.

"Master." The housekeeper stood aside, respectfully, "He has come."

"Uncle Wang, wait for me outside."

"Okay sir."

Xu Zhengdong flicked the car key and entered the door.

Xu Zhengdong looked at the man embedded in the light and shadow, his eyes were clear, and he was as unfamiliar as a fairy.

A long time ago, Xu Zhengdong asked Jiang Chunhe what kind of boys he liked.

Jiang Chunhe said without hesitation, "My dad is like that! A man who is dedicated, cold, and calm."

"why?"

"Why? Please, a man like my dad is a woman's dream lover. Is it wrong for me to pursue such an ideal type?"

His father, Xu Kuangjie, also said to him: "Jiang Beiyuan doesn't like you, he's just such a daughter, he has high eyesight."

It made Xu Zhengdong very depressed, why did he look down on him?

What's wrong with him?

Isn't it just that his temperament is a little colder?

Returning to his thoughts, Xu Zhengdong walked over and sat in front of Shen Chaosheng.

At a close distance, he smelled the woody aroma and the aroma of wine emanating from this man.

Shen Chaosheng raised his eyes, with light and suitable eyebrows, deep and narrow eyes, and a faint tear mole at the corner of his right eye.

This mole is where he stands out, and it is also what makes him different from others. He is a stunning man with a superior temperament.

"The only son of the Xu family, my little wife's childhood sweetheart, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Xu Zhengdong frowned, "As far as I know, Xiaohe hasn't married you yet, so you can call your wife, she won't be happy."

"Thank you, Young Master Xu, for understanding my wife. It's just that this kid's tricks can be restrained in the future, and he doesn't need to stimulate me through temptation."

Shen Chaosheng said.

"Firstly, it will damage the Xu family's face, and your father will not be happy if he knows it. Second, what my wife hates the most is other people's schemes, no matter who they are."

"you--"

Shen Chaosheng handed over a cup of peach blossom wine, and blocked Xu Zhengdong's mouth.

Xu Zhengdong turned his eyes away, "I'm not full yet, I don't drink."

"Sorry, I didn't expect Young Master Xu to be so young."

"Are you saying that I am old? But so what, you said it yourself, Xiaohe and I were childhood sweethearts."

"Childhood sweethearts refer to the age when a man and a woman were innocent and innocent when they were young. They often played together. In terms of companionship when they were young, I am indeed inferior to Mr. Xu, but."

Shen Chaosheng changed the topic, but his smile was a bit thicker.

"If you just look at the time we've known each other, I'm better than Mr. Xu."

"what do you mean?"

"I met her when she was three years old. At that time, Mr. Xu was not born yet."

"You—are you a pervert? Xiaohe was still so young at that time!"

"Mr. Xu himself said that age is not a problem. I have missed her for so many years, and now I finally embrace a beauty, which is considered God's blessing."

After speaking, Shen Chaosheng got up.

"I can't stay long, she's afraid of the dark, and she's afraid of being alone at home."

"Are you living together again?"

"Oh? Didn't she tell you about this? It seems that this childhood relationship is nothing."

Shen Chaosheng's voice was always calm, and he walked out after speaking.

The atmosphere along the way was low and stuffy.

The butler was driving, and Shen Chaosheng was sitting in the back seat, two buttons on his chest were undone, and his slender fingers were rubbing against his temples.

"Young master, do you have a headache, do you want me to buy you a glass of water?"

"Uncle Wang."

"Yes, master."

"Do you think she is happy by my side?" Shen Chaosheng's voice seemed to penetrate the gate of time, every word was lonely.

Uncle Wang's eyes were filled with distress.

"To be honest, every time I see the young lady talking back to the young master, but according to my observation, the young lady only treats the young master like this, which shows that the young lady is different from others in the young lady's heart. "

Different.

Shen Chaosheng turned his eyes to look out the window, the light in his eyes became flickering with the passing neon lights outside.

Jiang Chunhe lay on the bed with Miffy in her arms, with her knees curled up. She couldn't sleep, nor did she feel sleepy, and she didn't want to lie down.

Seeing the time passing by, Shen Chaosheng, the bastard, why did he come back so late? On purpose, bastard, bastard.

Hearing the movement in the porch, Jiang Chunhe hurriedly got out of bed, she didn't even notice, the corners of her eyes and brows were clearly covered with joy and anticipation.

Shen Chaosheng changed his shoes and walked towards his room.

He was a little staggering, and the smell of alcohol on his body had not dissipated, and with the wind from the window, it spread to the door of Jiang Chunhe's room.

"Are you drinking again?" Jiang Chunhe just walked out.

"You don't know that drinking will cause you to have a fever. Why do you still drink? Are you sick or do you like self-mutilation? Can you take good care of yourself?"

"..." Shen Chaosheng glanced at her through the light and shadow.

He seemed to have something to say, his throat rolled gently, but in the end he didn't say anything, and he didn't explain anything.

"Hey—I'm talking to you, do you hear me!"

Shen Chaosheng staggered a bit, and he held the corner of the coffee table.

"Are you OK?"

Jiang Chunhe ran over anxiously, and his weight suddenly fell on her.

Jiang Chunhe didn't expect that he suddenly pressed towards him, his center of gravity was unstable, and the two of them fell towards the sofa next to them together.

thump.

Shen Chaosheng was on Jiang Chunhe's body.

His left hand rested on the back of her head.

With this posture, he can look at her face very clearly, the outline of the goose egg, the bright eyes and white teeth, the eyes are crystal clear, bright and clear like starlight, he lost to these eyes, and also lost to her beauty .

"Xiaohe." Shen Chaosheng's palm caressed her black hair.

Jiang Chunhe was taken aback.

What did he just call himself?
"How do you...know this title?"

(End of this chapter)