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Chapter 104 The Playboy with Broken Egg 2
Chen Xi slept until the tip of the moon in Song Mingming's small villa.Song Mingming recuperates from illness here, she will stay overnight from time to time, Professor Chen is also used to it.Dimly, she heard Ms. Song wandering around the room on the phone, laughing wildly, and the content of the conversation seemed to be her glorious deeds in the afternoon.

Chen Xi came downstairs and took Song Mingming's cell phone from behind.Song Mingming was so absorbed in his words that he was taken aback and stomped his feet and said, "Are you going to die? I'm asking your dad to take a few days off from that crappy laboratory for you!"

Chen Xi yelled at the old father on the other end of the phone: "Aren't you the most annoying to listen to her nonsense? You took the initiative to hang up the phone! You know how she notes you on her phone—'Smelly stone in the latrine'!"

After she finished speaking, she threw the phone back to Song Mingming, rolled her eyes and said, "The call lasted 27 minutes. You flirt with my ex-husband and build your happiness on my pain. Aren't you afraid of being old and homeless?"

Song Mingming hung up the phone as if nothing happened, and sat down next to his daughter with a smile: "Is it really that painful? How can you tell me about the pain?"

"Don't be so excited, can't you be so perverted!" Chen Xi moved her butt away, pointed to her wrist and said, "My hand hurts!"

The red and swollen fingerprints on her wrist had almost dissipated long ago, but thanks to this "injury", she had a reason to cry and whimper.Song Mingming coaxed her with a freshly baked cupcake.Chen Xi took a bite, looked at the rose petals adorning it, which looked a little familiar, and asked doubtfully, "Are you still hiding eggs?"

"Absolutely not! You've contributed all of it so you'll explode." Song Mingming said without hesitation: "Eat it, it's not easy for Auntie to pick out the eggshells."

Chen Xi slowed down the speed of chewing, and suddenly felt the fragrance of chicken manure and roses between his lips and teeth.

"The flower of heartbreak, the egg of rage, the furnace of high temperature, Fang Rong blends sweetness and sweetness..." Song Mingming said word by word in her unique dramatic accent: "I am determined to name this cake 'Youth--year --Heart'!"

"Why don't you call it 'The Playboy with Broken Egg'?" Chen Xi consumed a lot today, and his stomach was empty, so he ate up the cake in two or three.

Seeing that she had regained her composure, Song Mingming put his loving hand on her shoulder and said, "Why don't you talk to me about progesterone?"

A "broken-egg playboy" couldn't satisfy Chen Xi's appetite, so she found another one herself, and said vaguely: "I said it has nothing to do with me, are you so afraid of being a grandma?"

"I'm afraid? I can give birth to you in the golden age of my career!" Song Mingming sneered, "If you dare to give birth to an old lady, you dare to raise it with you!"

Chen Xi said: "I don't dare. I don't want to have children in my life. I am afraid that I will give birth to an ancestor who reads poems in my ears like you all day long. It is best to be a stepmother for someone else and get a cheap son to take care of!"

Song Mingming only thought her innocuous words were farting, and snorted coldly: "Who are you going to have a child with, so why are you like me?"

Who is that like?Is it like that bastard who is warm on the outside and cold on the inside, and heartless like himself?Chen Xi was suddenly choked.

bah bah bah!
Song Mingming pushed over half a glass of water with an attitude of knowing everything, and said with disgust: "Next time whoever provokes you, you can crush him, and don't come to toss my eggs."

"Ahem...I don't like him anymore."

"Like a cat doesn't like a fish stuck in its throat? Remember to eat but not hit!"

"No, yesterday's Chen Xi is dead, from now on I will grow into a woman who is worn by a big gem and no one loves!"

"You don't deserve it! You can't afford it!"

After Song Mingming hit Chen Xi, he folded his arms and laughed again: "Gems are rare, and men are plentiful. If you don't like to change one! In the future, new debts will be replaced by old ones. Who remembers the old sesame seed and rotten millet. I have to keep my gemstones for myself." Come on, I can introduce a lot of good boys to you. Don't worry, there are all young and good-looking boys!"

Chen Xi bowed her head and pondered. She approved the first half of Ms. Song's words, but disagreed with the second half.

"Change it! Don't be so vulgar. What is young and good-looking? I like mature, rich and connotative things!"

Song Mingming didn't gossip, and after she let go that day, she made arrangements for Chen Xi clearly.Chen Xi seems to have returned to her childhood, becoming the little tail behind her mother.She has been in the laboratory for a long time, almost forgetting that there is another bustling world full of flowers and flowers.A well-known person like Song Mingming has fans no matter where she is. As long as she is willing, there will always be applause and attention from everyone.After her physical condition improved, she naturally had a local social circle.The occasions where she brought Chen Xi to and from had been carefully considered, trying not to make her daughter feel dull, and also to make her ex-husband, who abided by the upright family tradition, blameless.

In just a few days, Chen Xi has become acquainted at the dinner party of the uncle's generation of successful people, the afternoon tea of ​​the wives, the reading club, and the coming-of-age ceremony of the children of Ms. Song's friend's house.She didn't care about making eye contact with others, only to find that the financial investment ideas, abstract foreign literature and shoe-buying experience of 18-year-old young people caught her in a daze.Ms. Song said it doesn't matter, there are plenty of opportunities.No, there was a private party for a pianist right after.

The first teacher of the well-known German pianist was Chen Xi's grandmother, who had known Song Mingming since childhood.Because of this relationship, he came here on a domestic tour, and I heard that Song Mingming is also recuperating locally, so he had to get together.In order to be lively, they also invited many mutual friends of the two, most of whom were figures in their literary and artistic circles.

Chen Xi is a sound idiot, and her mother's lineage of literature and art has basically been cut off to her.As soon as she heard that many of her grandmother's apprentices and grandchildren had come to the party, she immediately recalled the painful memories of being forced to practice the piano when she was a child.Even though Ms. Song strongly hinted that she would have many outstanding young talents present, she still backed off.

But on this day, Wei Jia, the unlucky one, actually called her, and he asked her if it would be convenient for her to accompany him to the hospital to have the stitches removed in the afternoon.

Chen Xi really wanted to remind Wei Jia - "It's just a minor injury"!Who is he, he is a ruthless man who fell off his horse and dislocated his elbow and reset himself.There is a centipede-like wound on his calf. Wei Le, who was lost in the middle of the night when he was a teenager, was scratched by a piece of iron hidden in the grass. In order to prevent his sick mother from finding out, he used sterilized sewing clothes The needle sewed the gap shut.He can live to this day, so why does he need to be accompanied by just five stitches?

Ms. Song often said that the poor should not chase after her, and Chen Xi didn't talk nonsense. She told Wei Jia directly that she was going to attend a party with her mother in the afternoon.

Wei Jia was silent for a long time, but he never hung up the phone.Chen Xi didn't know what the reason was, and just spent in silence with him.

They haven't been in touch since the hospital left.Sometimes Chen Xi wished that Wei Jia would be more blunt and stupid, then she would be able to understand him the way she tolerated Sun Jianchuan, and laugh at everything.But Wei Jia knew too well what she hadn't said, the result she wanted, her resentment and unwillingness, he knew it all.He wasn't even a wimpy and inarticulate man.What he refuses to do is nothing but thinking about the consequences - he examines himself with insight, and also thinks of her with cold kindness.The silence at this time was probably because he knew that what Chen Xi wanted to hear was completely different from what he thought was correct. He couldn't say the former, but he didn't want to say the latter.Everything is the result of deep thinking, and I can't break it.

Chen Xi's breath that was hanging in his heart was vented invisible.She said: "My mother urged me to get my hair done... Didn't you say that it all depends on me? Since I have nothing to say, let's do it like this!"

(End of this chapter)