Chapter 128 Stop pointing fingers at my life

Author: Yu Chenhuan

This scene was obviously beyond Mr. Cen's expectations. He looked at the Yun family who had left in shock, suddenly remembered something, and turned to glared at Cen Beichen.

"Cen..."

He was about to get angry when Cen Zhen stopped him, and gave him a wink, indicating that the reporters were still there.

Mr. Cen snorted coldly, got up and went back to the restaurant.

Huo Qianchu pursed her lips in the meal preparation room, thinking that Cen Beichen would probably not stay for dinner, so she thought she would leave soon, so she quickly left the staff passage in the meal preparation room.

As soon as she closed the door, she was about to walk into the elevator, but was stopped by a manager in a suit, "What are you doing on this floor?"

"I'm lost." Huo Qianchu pursed his lower lip, "I live in 6808, come out to find some food, and go down the wrong floor."

"Is that right?" The manager looked at him, looking at her clothes, as if he didn't really believe that she lived here. After a while, he whispered something to the intercom, and then looked at Huo Qianchu, "Then I'll send you back."

"No need." Huo Qianchu frowned, "I can find the way myself."

"The elevator is here." The manager said, and led the way in front, and said, "The road here is indeed a bit circling, and people often get lost."

Huo Qianchu hesitated for a while before following, thinking that she had a room card, and then went downstairs to leave after she arrived.

The manager sent Huo Qianchu to the door and watched her enter the door before saying to the intercom, "The person from 6808 has arrived, arrange for the guests to come, but this girl doesn't look honest and seems to be about to escape and lock the door."

Huo Qianchu watched the manager leave for a few minutes before opening the door.

But the door was not opened.

She frowned and worked hard for a long time, but the door was still motionless. She had to call Qiao Wan and ask what was going on.

"Can't the door be opened?" Qiao Wan obviously didn't know, "I haven't lived there anymore, otherwise I'll ask my brother if there is a hidden lock on the door."

"He will definitely know if you ask him." Huo Qianchu sighed, "I'll call the front desk and ask. By the way, Cen Beichen and the others should be about to end, and he might be going back."

"Then you have about the same time as him." Qiao Wan said and reminded, "If he arrives before you, I will call you immediately. Don't forget to buy something from the supermarket and get it empty-handed and get it wrong."

"I know." Huo Qianchu hung up the phone and called the front desk. The front desk communicated briefly and told her not to worry and to send someone to see it immediately.

Huo Qianchu had no choice but to sit down on the sofa and wait for more than ten minutes. He failed to try to open the door several times in the middle. He couldn't wait any longer, so he called the front desk to urge him.

After another ten minutes, a sound finally came from the door.

Huo Qianchu took a breath. It had been almost half an hour since she came out of the preparation room. It was estimated that Cen Beichen had already left at this time.

She quickly stood up and walked towards the door. The door was quickly opened from outside, but the person standing at the door was not the hotel staff. She frowned slightly, paused, and subconsciously took a step back.

*

After Cen Zhen sent the reporter, Mr. Cen could not help but, "Cen Beichen, what did you do?"

Cen Beichen spread his hands, "I did nothing. You asked me to come. I came, and I was not even late. Now the Yun family doesn't want this marriage anymore. Do you still want to ask me?"

"Don't think I'm so confused. Yun Chengyi and I were on the phone at noon. They were all fine and they changed their faces so soon?" Mr. Cen snorted coldly.

"Maybe it was what Beichen said in front of the reporter last time. The Yun family was still holding a grudge and wanted to regain some face." Tao Qing pursed his lower lip and asked to help Cen Beichen excrete, "This matter... otherwise, let's forget it. If this continues, it will also affect the relationship between our two families."

"Don't talk for him." Mr. Cen glanced at Tao Qing with an unhappy face. "According to his previous temperament, he either didn't come or was late. Today, he came so early. Who knows what he said to Yun Chengyi before we came?" After he said that, he looked at Cen Beichen again, "You have to make everyone uneasy and you are happy?"

Cen Beichen walked a few steps forward and looked at him through the table, "It's not that I want to make everyone restless, it's you. Grandpa, you are already old, you can see what people of your age are doing at this time. Fishing, playing chess, reading books, living your old age well, and don't care about things you shouldn't care about."

"We are all adults and have the life we ​​want to live. There is no need for someone to keep interfering in our lives using the excuse of 'for us'."

"I, my sister, and my elder brother, are all the same."

"You are my grandfather. Many times, I have given you enough face. Don't point fingers at my life in the future. I will marry whoever I want. It's useless to force me if I don't want to marry."

"Next time, if there are occasions like this, it will definitely not end as easily as today."

After saying that, Cen Beichen turned around and walked towards the door.

"Stop it!" Mr. Cen turned to look at him, "I'll ask you, are you with the girl in the Huo family?"

Cen Beichen paused, lowered his eyes, and after a long time, he turned around and looked at the three people left in the restaurant, and said solemnly, "I like her, and I want to be with her too. From the moment I realized that I wanted to marry her, everything I did was to work hard for this goal."

"No matter whether she chooses me in the future or not, my ideas will not change. You probably know that she forgot some things after losing her memory and doesn't remember me anymore, so I hope you don't bother her."

Tao Qing looked at Cen Beichen's attempt to say something, but in the end he just sighed softly and didn't say anything else.

Cen Beichen also looked at her and continued, "You support me, I will often go home in the future, and there will be some chats. If you don't support me, then in order to prevent us from quarreling or you think I make you unhappy, I will try not to go back to Cen's house in the future and avoid meeting you as much as possible."

"Bastard, are you threatening me?" Mr. Cen picked up a teacup from the table and threw it at Cen Beichen.

Cen Beichen avoided sideways, stopped no longer, and turned around and went out.

"If you don't go back, you won't go back! If the Cen family is separated, are you still not Cen's surname?" Mr. Cen couldn't help but raise his voice and shouted outside the door.

Cen Beichen left, and Mr. Cen had nothing to scold, so he looked at Cen Zhen, "Look at the good son you gave birth to! One or two, their wings were hard!"

Cen Zhen sighed, "Dad, please calm down. Let me go back and ask the Yun family about what's going on, and see if there is no room for improvement."

Mr. Cen snorted, but had no intention of staying for dinner, so he got up and left.

"What else do you want to ask?" Tao Qing lowered his voice, "I think it's better to just do this. If we don't mention it, the Yun family probably won't mention it anymore. Just forget it if it's left alone."

Cen Zhen rubbed his eyebrows, "The last time you mentioned about traveling in Europe, otherwise let the old man go out for a trip and relax."
Chapter completed!