There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

Chapter 374 Exploring Zheng Feiran's Bedroom

Seeing that Zhen Jiabao who had been following her very seriously all this time, my aunt suddenly lost her mind, and after looking at the time on the watch, she also decided to put aside the matter at hand for the time being, and it was more important to eat.

Of course, Zhen Jiabao wanted to have lunch with those who were preparing for the birthday banquet, and it was not far from Zhen Jiabao's guess. Continue to play the boring behavior of mocking and sarcasm each other.

Zhen Jiabao was already very tired of such occasions, but before Helian Quan came, she had to face such occasions independently many times, which made Zhen Jiabao feel dizzy... But fortunately, with the help of her aunt, those At any rate, people's goals did not continue to target Zhen Jiabao, which gave Zhen Jiabao some room to breathe at the dinner table.

Zhen Jiabao is not a fool, even if he doesn't know much about the Zheng family, he still understands some of the ways—mainly, it is the common things of big families fighting for power and profit. The bridge sections that have been passed have been moved here in a concentrated manner, and there are many Zheng family members, so it looks extraordinarily chaotic.

Zhen Jiabao didn't have much taste for this meal, and the aunt next to her seemed to turn a blind eye to their behavior. Except for some people who would persuade them when they were too excited, they completely upheld the attitude of fighting if they wanted to fight.

Zhen Jiabao admired it very much.

Before the meal here was finished, a person that Zhen Jiabao had seen before walked in gracefully outside the restaurant—it was the Zheng Cheng that Zhen Jiabao saw when he came to Zheng's house on the first day.

This Zheng Cheng still looked exactly the same as when Zhen Jiabao saw him the first day, with a stinking face and the look of avoiding strangers, as soon as he entered the restaurant, he went straight to a woman in the corner of the dining table.

The woman Zhen Jiabao also had a little impression. Although she didn't get involved in the scolding battles of those people, her eyes often stared at her secretly. It was difficult for Zhen Jiabao to say what those eyes meant, it was just instinct I think that kind of look makes me very uncomfortable.

At this moment, seeing Zheng Cheng standing next to that person, Zhen Jiabao suddenly realized, and somewhat understood, why he was so familiar with that person's eyes but unfamiliar.

Didn't Zheng Cheng look at himself with this kind of eyes when we first met?Zhen Jiabao had already left Zheng Cheng behind, but now after seeing him, the doubts in his heart were revealed again.

Where did I offend this young master who has been growing up by the old man's side so that he looks at me so indifferently, or is it because this young master has such a personality in the first place?

Zhen Jiabao stopped eating, watched Zheng Cheng walk to the lady's side, bowed his head and called Mom.

The woman's complexion was not very good since she appeared in Zhen Jiabao's sight, but she immediately smiled when she saw her son, raised her hand to hold his son's hand and whispered a few words of greeting, although she couldn't hear it from Zhen Jiabao's position They are saying something but you can also see their expressions, which are very relaxed, which is completely different from when facing others.

"Xiaocheng is here too."

While Zhen Jiabao was secretly observing who would get along with his mother, Aunt Lu Yi also put down the tableware in her hand and wiped her mouth. Man Sheng said hello to Zheng Cheng, and then he raised his head and signaled to the people present. .

"My little brother is a little uncomfortable, so I came to tell my mother, I am really sorry to disturb everyone's meal."

Although Zheng Cheng looked a bit indifferent, he still spoke politely. However, when his eyes swept over the faces of the people present, he didn't know whether he lingered on Zhen Jiabao's face for two seconds intentionally or unintentionally. Although his expression remained the same, Zhen Jiabao clearly felt that he didn't like her.

After hearing that Zheng Cheng's younger brother was not in good health, my aunt immediately asked his mother to go back with him in a reasonable manner, and specifically asked not to come here to help in the afternoon. I don't know if it was Zhen Jiabao's illusion, but Zheng Cheng My mother was still a little reluctant when she heard that she didn't have to come here to help in the afternoon.

After casually leaving the restaurant with his mother, Zhen Jiabao was free to ask his aunt in a low voice.

"I have met this Mr. Zheng Cheng. I heard that he grew up with the old man since he was a child. Could it be possible that he also has a younger brother?"

My aunt chuckled when she heard the words: "It's not because Zheng Cheng is favored by the old man's side, I feel that I have face and I will give birth to a little brother to help my brother when I get older...Why are you talking about this?"

As the aunt talked, she also felt that something was wrong, she took a look at Zhen Jiabao with a serious face: "You just need to know how to call this person, don't think that if I help you once, I will help you the second time."

Although my aunt defended Zhen Jiabao once today, she obviously still has a grudge in her heart, so her attitude towards Zhen Jiabao is not very good at all.

However, Zhen Jiabao is already used to her aunt's attitude, and besides her aunt, other people's attitude towards her is not much better, so Zhen Jiabao still prefers to use her attitude to those who have no clear purpose. The aunt on the surface gets along better.

Helping prepare for the birthday banquet by her aunt's side at night, Zhen Jiabao returned to her residence exhausted - this exhaustion was not only physical, but also because of the intricate relationship between those in the Zheng family and the verbal confrontation. Glad to have escaped.

After taking a good hot bath, Zhen Jiabao felt that his fatigue was a little lighter. Lying on the bed and looking at the layout of the room, he suddenly wanted to take a closer look in this small building.

After all, it is Helian Quan's mother. Zhen Jiabao has long been curious about what kind of woman can be brought up by a father like Helian Wei. The few words he heard about his mother made Zhen Jiabao a little fascinated and wanted to know more about Zheng Feiran.

As early as the first day when she lived here, Zhen Jiabao had already been taken around this small building by her fourth aunt, but at that time she just pointed out those rooms to herself, and did not let herself enter except Any room other than the living guest bedroom.

Since Zhen Jiabao moved into this small building, he had already obtained the key to the small building. After leaving his room, the bedroom where Helian Quan's mother lived was immediately next to him.

Zhen Jiabao walked along the corridor. Although He Lianquan's mother had left here for many years, according to the description of the fourth aunt, this small building was cleaned every day, so Zhen Jiabao didn't feel this at all when walking around. There is nothing dilapidated about the small building.

Zhen Jiabao first entered the study room, just like any lady with romantic feelings in this world, all kinds of literary books were neatly arranged on the bookshelf, even after so many years, those books were still well preserved, but Judging from the degree of use of those books, Zheng Feiran must be a very fond of reading.

What surprised Zhen Jiabao even more was that there were not only bookshelves and tomes in the study room, but also an easel. The oil paintings hanging on the wall should have been drawn by He Lianquan's mother, although Zhen Jiabao didn't know much about them. The art of painting, but it can also be seen that those paintings use warm and harmonious colors, which is pleasing to the eye.

Standing in front of those paintings, Zhen Jiabao suddenly felt a pity that He Lianquan did not inherit his mother's painting skills, otherwise He Lianquan could have painted a picture for himself——Zhen Jiabao thought of this and found that there was a painting hanging on the wall Most of his paintings are landscape paintings, and there are no portraits.

Perhaps Helian Quan's mother preferred to paint landscapes. Zhen Jiabao didn't think too much about it, and sat casually in front of the desk to observe the arrangement on the desk.

The era before He Lianquan's mother got married was still a bit backward compared to the present, but every decoration that Zhen Jiabao saw looked extremely delicate, and his eyes passed over those things, Zhen Jiabao opened the desk curiously The small drawer below.

To Zhen Jiabao's surprise, after opening the drawer under the desk, Zhen Jiabao actually saw a whole dozen of unused envelopes, which were different from the exquisite decoration that Zhen Jiabao saw in this room. Ordinary yellow paper envelopes, the style does not match this room.

Unexpectedly, Helian Quan's mother still had the habit of writing letters. Zhen Jiabao blinked and wondered who He Lianquan's mother would be writing to - could it be Helian Quan's father?

It's just that after thinking about it, Zhen Jiabao vetoed his own idea - it's not that he didn't hear He Lianquan say that his parents' relationship is not very good, not to mention that He Lianquan's mother committed suicide. If Zheng Feiran really and If Helianwei had a mutual communication friendship, how could it end up like that in the end?

Although so many years have passed, Zhen Jiabao is still very curious about what happened to He Lianquan's mother back then. Although he also felt that his curiosity was a bit inappropriate, Helian Quan must also want to know what happened to his mother back then.

After all, Helian Quan's mother has been dead for so many years, and she is so precious to her son Helian Quan, so she probably doesn't care about her curiosity, right?Zhen Jiabao bit her lower lip and took out the unused envelopes, only to find that there was nothing else in the drawer except these envelopes and some odds and ends.

It seems that it is not easy to find those correspondences, Zhen Jiabao thought so, stood up from the desk and prepared to go to Zheng Feiran's bedroom to have a look.

When he opened the bedroom door, Zhen Jiabao's heart hung high. After all, this was the room where He Lianquan's mother lived. When Zhen Jiabao put the key into the lock, his hands trembled a little.

But after entering the bedroom, this is actually the case. For Zhen Jiabao, the emotional meaning of this room is far greater than any other curiosity, but when he really stepped on the bedroom floor, it was actually just an ordinary person. Just a gorgeous room.

Just like any girl with a girlish heart in her heart, the decoration in the room is dreamy, from the lace curtain on the top of the bed to the window screen floating in the wind, everything is exquisite. Zhen Jiabao's eyes swept across the bedroom , and stop at an old picture frame on the dresser.

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