"No." Qinghuan smiled at Wen Zhifu. "Will he regret it even more if he chooses you as his playmate?"

The gentleness on Wen Zhifu's face was almost broken. She really didn't understand why she could maintain a gentle and noble mask when facing others, but every time she met this woman, she was impulsive?! Is it because this woman had a beautiful face that she felt that she could not beat her? "Miss Qinghuan, please respect yourself."

Qinghuan picked up a grape from the fruit plate and slowly peeled it. She had a kind of elegance and laziness from her bones when doing anything. Just like now, Mrs. Chen and Wen Zhifu couldn't help but condense her eyes on the grapes in Qinghuan's hands, watching the pair of tiny hands slowly peel off the grape skin, revealing the crystal clear flesh, and then put it into her mouth with her fingertips, which was really sexy.

She is simply a beauty among the beauty, and the vixen is nothing more than that. But she is noble and dignified than the vixen. How can there be such a woman in the world? Did she bewitch Chen Leng with such an appearance?!

Mrs. Chen said: "No matter what, I hope you can leave A Leng. A Leng is the head of the Chen family. There must be no woman around him who can't be taken away by you. Only a woman like Zhifu, who is from a famous family and talented, is qualified to be A Leng's wife."

The grapes were fresh, sweet and juicy. Qinghuan took out a tissue and wiped his hands, smiling: "I am so beautiful, why can't I take them out?"

"You are just an orphan without parents! You haven't been to college and have not even graduated from high school. What else do you have except this face?! Let me tell you the truth, I have seen many women like you, have a humble background and have no knowledge. I rely on my beautiful face to sell my body, so that I can marry into a wealthy family and find a rich son-in-law one day?" Mrs. Chen sneered repeatedly. "But I tell you that I am Chen Leng's mother, and Chen Leng's wife must not be done by a woman like you! If you are smarter, I can write a check for you, so that you can live a good life in the future. Don't think about the Chen family."

She said a lot, and Qing Huan asked, "Are you finished?"

Mrs. Chen felt that she was being despised and immediately said angrily: "I warn you--"

"Okay, stop talking, my ears are almost heard calluses coming." Qinghuan glanced at her. "It was Chen Leng who insisted on marrying me. If you have the ability, you can let him divorce me. Don't dare to be arrogant in front of Chen Leng. You come to me and chatter all the time. You don't bother me, but I'm still annoyed. The threshold of your Chen family is not made of gold. So what if I step in? Can I still break it? Do you believe it?"

Wen Zhifu accused: "Auntie did all this for A Leng's good. Do you really like A Leng? If it's sincere, how could you talk to A Leng's mother like this? Do you don't understand respecting the elders?!"

"Ah Leng, you just knew him when you were a child, and you didn't have any friendship. He wouldn't like you even if he was so intimate with him." Qinghuan was lazy. "Of course I know how to respect the elders, but what I respect is that the elders' behavior is not her age. Cats and dogs dare to call themselves elders because they are old. It really makes people want to sigh that they are disrespectful to the elders."

Mrs. Chen's nose was almost pissed. She pointed at Qinghuan and said, "I will never agree! I will never agree!"

Qing Huan was sitting opposite them, but suddenly laughed: "Have you finished talking to your father?"

Mrs. Chen Wen Zhifu turned her head to see. Chen Leng was walking towards this side. He had always been expressionless, so he didn't know how much he heard what they said just now.

Pulling Qinghuan up from the sofa, Chen Leng said to Mrs. Chen: "Mother, we'll go back first, goodbye."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Mrs. Chen to answer, and regardless of Wen Zhifu's crying eyes, he led Qinghuan and walked out.

He doesn't like this couple, nor does he like this house. He thinks that Xie Yiyi's boyfriend is indeed good, but he can't copy them all. His parents are both gentle and gentle, but his respect is like a guest, and his attitude towards his daughter-in-law is even more different. "I will never bring you here again in the future."

Upon hearing this, Qing Huan asked, "Why, your father was moved and thought I was not worthy of you, so I was embarrassed?"

She was joking, but Chen Leng clearly didn't get it. He said seriously: "No, they will never accept you, and you don't need their acceptance. You just need to follow me." No one knew more clearly what kind of person his parents were than him. Chen Leng never felt sad or lost. Those two people were no different from strangers in his heart.

He explained obediently, looking a little cute. Qinghuan stood on tiptoe and touched his soft black hair, saying, "Be good."

Chen Leng inexplicably thought her movement was a bit strange, as if she did this when she touched the cat. He... was not her cat.

Chen Leng, who was particularly slow in relationships, finally realized that Qinghuan's attitude towards him has never been like a man's attitude toward women. From the comparison between Xie Yiyi and her boyfriend, it can be seen that Qinghuan is more like treating him as a cat or dog that needs education and guidance, a child, or a younger brother. Chen Leng suddenly stopped and asked, "Did you never treat me as a man?"

After hearing this, Qinghuan subconsciously looked down at him. Chen Lengjun blushed: "I'm not talking about this!"

"Then which one do you mean?" Qinghuan was surprised. "Don't I treat you as a woman if I don't treat you as a woman? Do you still have this hobby?"

Chen Leng felt that she had been circling in because what she said was right, but if she thought about it carefully, she didn't know what was wrong. Never once hated his emotional intelligence that could not even reach the average value, "I..."

Qinghuan looked at him and waited for him to say.

In the end, Chen Leng didn't know what he was going to say. He was rarely angry, but this time his face turned red. Then he took Qinghuan's hand without saying a word and left without looking at her.

He analyzed the situation at this moment and Qinghuan's attitude towards himself in his mind, then thought about his words and tried to make his words sharper. Anyway, he couldn't be without confidence when talking to her, otherwise he would be taken to the East African Rift Valley in minutes and could not climb out.

Qinghuan looked at his serious thinking and found it funny. She really felt that Chen Leng was like a child. Although he was already an adult and had great abilities, he was like a blank piece of paper in terms of emotions. His unmovable ordinary heart made him look like he was in the clouds, making people dare not approach it. But if someone mustered up the courage to feel his heart, he would know that this was actually a child.

Children = mentally retarded adults with negative emotional intelligence.

It sounds better to beautify it. Qinghuan doesn't want her to leave in the future. Chen Leng got sick and caught the girl she liked and got married. Not every girl is as adaptable as her. She almost died tragically without seeing Xie Yiyi - hey, she seemed to have forgotten that Xie Yiyi had died once...

If this is the case, if you don’t find the mastermind behind the scenes and solve it, there will be trouble in the future. Qinghuan cannot accept the fact that there is a problem with his memory!

Does she want to eat some walnut kernels to nourish her brain?

Chen Leng saw Qinghuan's solemn expression from the corner of his eyes. He thought it was his cold face that scared her, so he wanted to find some topics to relax each other. However, his mouth was too stupid. He couldn't talk about the direction of the stock market or the plan, right? Girls didn't like these. "... Are you full?"

“…I’m full.”

"Oh." He paused and asked again. "Then are you thirsty now?"

Qinghuan wanted to laugh. The child's brain circuit was different from that of normal people. "I am very good now. I am neither lukewarm nor hot nor thirsty nor hungry, nor sleepy."

...Chen Leng shut up. His face was cold and frosty all year round, but now it was a bit aggrieved. Qinghuan almost laughed out loud and couldn't help but touch his head again, thinking that he was really like a cat, cold and wanted his master to touch him. He was so proud that he refused to approach him, but he could not help but meow.

Chen Leng really felt something was wrong now. They were obviously husband and wife, and they had obtained their marriage certificates. What does she mean now that she always likes to touch his head?

But she was moderate and gentle, and the feeling of her slender fingers rubbing his scalp was super comfortable. Chen Leng couldn't help but enjoy it, narrowed his eyes, and even shivered slightly because of the touch. Qing Huan pinched his ears when he withdrew his hand. For a few seconds, Chen Leng almost said no to himself.

But he held back.

Fortunately, he held it back, otherwise his reputation would be difficult to protect in this lifetime.

Xie Yiyi and her seniors have not come back yet. After Qinghuan opened the door, she went to make coffee. Chen Leng sat on the sofa for a while, not knowing what to think, but she looked very serious anyway. At this moment, the white cat that he had never liked very much jumped onto the table in front of him with elegant steps. Her snow-white fur shone brightly in the sun, and her beautiful eyes were big and round, reflecting a strange light. To be fair, this cat can really be said to be Song Yu among the cats, but...

Is it really comfortable to touch? Chen Leng slowly stretched out his hand to touch the cat named Ji Guang, but the cat was very alert. He found that he stretched out his hand and immediately burst out his hair like a molested girl, threatening to reveal his sharp teeth. His right front limb was raised up and his claws were showing off. It was very fierce, as if Chen Leng dared to molest it and scratched him into potato shreds.

Chen Leng just wanted to touch her and gave up his thoughts. This cat had a very bad temper. He didn't touch anyone except Qinghuan, and only ate Qinghuan's food. Pretentiousness is a disease and needs to be cured.
Chapter completed!