Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Wei Chengze glanced at the caller, gritted his teeth, and did not stop Lin Zhi'an: "My phone number at home, you go upstairs and send a message."

"Okay. Just answer the phone quickly and don't worry your family."

Wei Chengze thought what she said was funny: "I am such a big person, what can my dad worry about?"

He lowered his head and hung up the phone while watching Lin Zhi'an unbuckle her seatbelt and stagger upstairs. Her back image looked like a kitten that had sniffed catnip and was staggering on cat steps.

The phone kept ringing three or four times. Wei Chengze frowned irritably and finally answered the call.

"You still remember my phone number."

Said the other person on the phone.

"Are you cheap?" Wei Chengze said expressionlessly.

"I'm a bitch. I've never forgotten you. Are you satisfied?"

"It's too late." Wei Chengze sneered, "I have a girlfriend now, do you understand? If you dare to let Lin Zhi'an know, I won't let you go."

"I have a girlfriend, do you want to be a third party?"

"I just want to see you once, just once..."

"What if I say I do?"

Late at night, Wei Chengze was absent-minded, squinting at the figure walking up the stairs in the distance.

at the same time.

Zhou family.

Zhou Shu parked the SUV into the garage, took the key and entered the door. When he saw the sumptuous dinner on the table, his voice was faint.

"What day is it today to ask me to go home, so grandly?"

There was silence for a while, and the voice was soft and ethereal: "I miss you so much, Chengze."

"Think about it for yourself!" Mother Zhou didn't even give her a look. Father Zhou was a good drinker and put the white wine on the table.

"Okay, I've eaten outside, you guys can eat." Zhou Shu casually hung his coat on the rack and changed his shoes.

"You, serve it to me." Mother Zhou's face was expressionless. The door opened.

A little girl pushed open the door like a whirlwind and said, "Ah, you guys are secretly eating at home behind my back. Do you even care about me?" she exclaimed exaggeratedly to a table full of feasts.

"I don't have eyes for you." Zhou Shu sneered, his voice soft and hoarse.

"Brother!" Zhou Jinyao put down the bag in her hand, chopped peppers angrily, pointed at Zhou Shu and said, "You're so annoying!"

"Don't tease your sister." Mother Zhou's expression finally softened.

"Hmph!" Zhou Jinyao relied on his strength.

On the mahogany table, the atmosphere is quiet and peaceful.

Zhou's father asked Zhou Shu about his recent work problems, and Zhou Shu responded simply.

"I have been married for twenty-seven years, and my children are growing up. What is my biggest wish?" Father Lu raised his glass and asked his son.

"Did you hear that?" Zhou Shu turned to Zhou Jinyao and said, half-smiling but not smiling, "Get into a better university, don't let dad worry about you all the time."

Zhou Jinyao: "..."

You can understand this trick of pressure transfer.

"Brother! You have to work hard!" Lu Jinyao said directly and seriously, "You said that you have never had a girlfriend in your life. When will you make your parents worry free?"

"Sure." Zhou Shu's voice was low and steady, "It's just that I'm careless, so you can't learn from me."

Zhou Jinyao immediately said to her mother: "Mom and dad, how about you hold your grandson first?"

Zhou's mother immediately hit Lu Jinyao on the head with chopsticks: "At such a young age, you are not allowed to talk nonsense about puppy love." Then she told Zhou Shu, "Don't talk nonsense to your sister."

"She's very fine." Zhou Shu said casually.

Lu Jinyao gave her brother a look: "You show that you know everything. I think your shabby board game store is about to close down."

The war was about to spread, and Zhou's mother had a headache. She hurriedly came out to smooth things over, "Your brother finally came back, so you two should stop arguing and shut up."

Father Zhou frowned, still wanting to say something, but since the topic was over, he couldn't say any more, so he sighed heavily. (End of chapter)