Good Samaritan Mr Yu

Rao Zhong Simo had a deep understanding of Zhou Qianhe's inverted black-and-white and defiant habits, so she was directly grinned by her.

"Excuse me, please ask, who do you think you are and where does the face take care of my business"

"Amo" Chen Sizhuo was shocked, trying to stop Zhong Simo, but it was useless, because Zhou Qianhe had jumped up angrily after hearing this, Zhong Simo thought that maybe she was waiting for this moment.

Zhou Qianhe's purpose was nothing more than to provoke Zhong Simo to provoke a conflict between him and the Chen family, and to prevent Chen Yi from passing on his family property to him. Unfortunately, what she didn't know was that Zhong Simo hadn't wanted anything from the Chen family at all.

"Who am I? I am the mistress of the Chen family. Don't enter the door of the Chen family if you have the ability."

"My name is Zhong, and it's not what I wanted to come. You can talk to the person who called me these words." Zhong Simo took a sip of the red wine, and let it go after feeling uncomfortable, and poked Zhou Qianhe's sore feet mercilessly. .

Chen Yi is over half a hundred years old, and after the age of radical exploration, he has already begun to consider the issue of heirs. Because of the male chauvinism in his bones, it is impossible for Chen Yi to give most of his family property to his daughter Chen Siyin, not to mention that Yinyin is still a mute with a natural disability. Zhou Qianhe, who is a dozen years younger than Chen Yi, is very anxious about this. She is afraid that after Chen Yi a hundred years later, she will not be able to lead the way she is now.

It would be okay if Chen Sizhuo inherited the family business. Zhou Qianhe watched him grow for more than ten years. However, Chen Yi, who has worked hard in his family, seems to look down on her elder son who is like a tofu bag. In the past two years, she has been in frequent contact with her second son, Zhong Simo, who has the deepest grievances with her. How can this not make Zhou Qianhe startled again. angry.

"Amo, how do you talk to your aunt?" Chen Yi obviously didn't expect his wife to talk like this, and finally spoke when they saw the tendency of the two to quarrel.

It is a pity that his words are of no use to Zhong Simo's ears, "How do I speak, or first ask her what it means to spread the rumors that I am an illegitimate child in the circle of ladies"

"You said nonsense that I didn't," Zhou Qianhe said, perceiving Chen Yi's scrutiny gaze, stubbing his neck.

"Yeah, you didn't say it directly, you just spread ambiguous news in a good way, and then guide others to think in the direction you expect," Zhong Simo said with a scornful smile, "It's not going to play with me and play public opinion guidance. See what I do."

After hearing this, Chen Yi looked at his wife suspiciously. He knew that Zhong Simo's character was absolutely disdainful of lying, and it was inevitable that he would be angry.

The family ugliness is not public, women are not attending, and the son has the ability to rebirth and is pro-Chen Yi has a very contradictory typical Chinese feudal patriarchal thinking, Zhou Qianhe undoubtedly offends everything.

"Qianhe, you make things clear." Chen Yi directly used an unceremonious command tone.

"Clarify what to say" Zhou Qianhe chuckled when he heard the words, "Chen Yi, don't forget that you still rely on my family today. Why are you murdering me? Well, I would say that Zhong Simo, a white-eyed wolf cub, has My mother has no mother, what can you do with me"

"Zhou Qianhe" Zhou Qianhe's words undoubtedly offended the deepest nerve in Chen Yi's heart. He raised his arm and slammed Zhou Qianhe's face, but Chen Sizhuo hurriedly stopped him.

"Dad, today Yinyin's birthday, calm down."

Zhou Qianhe glanced at Chen Yi's raised arms, then glanced at her daughter who was sitting obediently in the seat and said nothing, smiled sarcastically, turned his head and walked away.

Chen Yi looked at Zhou Qianhe's back, his teeth trembling in anger, stood stiffly for a while, shaken off the trembling hand of his elder son, and left the restaurant.

One of the three children is a sorrowful person, and the other is a dumb. The only one who has become a good person is naturally at odds with him. Chen Yi doesn't know what evil he has done, but the children and grandchildren of Zongheng Shopping Mall have become like this.

Chen Sizhuo looked left and right, and shook his head for the last time, chasing Chen Yi away.

A farce is over, Zhong Simo sees that everyone is almost finished, Shi Shiran gets up. In fact, he could see the careful thinking of the Chen family and his wife. However, after learning some of the "truths" of the year a week ago, he would never have any close relationship with the Chen family anymore. Zhou Qianhe was very successful at this point, and she knew Zhong Simo's inverse scale very well. What is it.

Zhong Simo sighed and planned to leave, but saw Chen Siyin who was still sitting at the corner of the table.

She lowered her head, supported her hands on the chair, and shook her calves once and again, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with her. The candle on the cake was still burning, reflecting her small face, like a delicate puppet doll.

Zhou Qianhe’s vanity and self-esteem are reflected in this poor child. On the one hand, he couldn’t accept that she was ashamed of having a disabled child. On the other hand, she forced her to learn various specialties to conceal her incompleteness. Life forced her to look like this. .

Zhong Simo sighed again, and his heart softened a bit. The current Chen Siyin is really like the old Chen Simo. He took the gift he had brought and took it apart a few times and walked to Chen Siyin.

"This is a birthday present for you. A big brother said you would like it." Zhong Simo put the Barbie doll in Chen Siyin's hands and patted her on the head, "Go back to your bedroom and play, don't be afraid. "

Chen Siyin raised his head and looked at him for a while, took Zhong Simo's hand, drew a simple smiley face in his palm, and hugged Barbie in both hands and ran away.

Zhong Simo left Chen's house, drove the car out of the villa, drove on the empty highway for ten minutes and then pulled over. He leaned back in the chair and sighed, took out his phone and opened WeChat.

At this time, he really wanted to hear a voice.

The voice chat was connected after more than ten seconds of dialing.

"Hey Guide Zhong", the other party's voice was a little soft and surprised along the radio waves.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Simo asked softly.

"I just returned to the hotel from the airport, planning to take a shower and the bell guide"

"Give you a call, eh" Zhong Simo thought about the reason, "see how you are preparing for the new play."

Shen Yu didn't know if Zhong Simo was serious or joking, and simply smiled and asked him, "I don't know the subject matter of the play itself. How should I prepare for it or give me some guidance."

Zhong Simo chuckled lightly when he heard the words, and looked through the car window to the large lights in the distance, so he was shocked to speak, "Then you have time to work out and train your muscles, you will need it for filming."

"Eh" Shen Yu could hear the fatigue and emptiness in Zhong Simo's tone no matter how slow, he asked with some worry, "Where are you, Master Zhong, are you okay?"

"I'm a little tired and feel uncomfortable." Zhong Simo replied softly.

Zhong Simo's expression of weakness is like a lion that is extremely powerful in the ordinary days, suddenly revealing his soft belly to you, inviting you to come closer. Shen Yu only felt soft in his heart, and wanted to touch his mane and rub it against his neck.

"If you feel uncomfortable in your heart, do you want to say it better?" Shen Yu warmly advised.

"You sing a song for me." Zhong Simo was silent for a while before suddenly demanding, his tone was a bit headstrong.

"What do you want to listen to?" Shen Yu was in a soft heart, and without thinking about it, inexplicably agreed.

"Chongerfei, can you sing?"

"The black sky is drooping, the bright stars follow, the insects fly, the insects fly, who are you missing"

The gentle singing voice passed along the electric wave, Zhong Simo adjusted the voice of the phone to the maximum and closed his eyes.

"The stars in the sky are weeping, the roses on the ground are withered, the cold wind blows, the cold wind blows, as long as you are with you."

Not afraid of darkness but heartbreak, whether tired or not, and regardless of the north, south, east and north.