Quick wear: The villain made the male protagonist cry again

Chapter 154 Delayed affection is cheaper than grass 7
"They didn't answer my calls, probably because they were afraid that I would ask them for college tuition."

Looking at the lonely Shen Chen, the female policeman made up a lot of thoughts for a while.

She looked at Shen Chen with pity.

She tried to call and got through quickly.

But after hearing her explain her intentions.

The other side hung up immediately.

What kind of parents are these.

Not worried about my daughter at all.

The policewoman gave Shen Chen an apologetic look, she deliberately avoided her and called her parents.

Shen Chen lowered his eyes, staring heavily at his toes.

In a corner that no one saw, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the end, Ms. Han came reluctantly.

She entered the police station with a cold face, she did not yell at Shen Chen in front of the police.

Just when you sign and leave.

See no one around.

Then he looked at Shen Chen coldly, as if looking at his enemy.

"You are like your father. You sneaked around all day long, and even got yourself into the police station. As a little girl, you have to hang out with those dubious people every day. How shameless you are."

"I don't learn well every day."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to pull Shen Chen.

"I don't call you mom either. I really followed the roots of your old Shen family and have no education at all."

Seeing Shen Chen hanging his head silently, she became even more angry.

Xiao Bao at home is still waiting for her to tell her stories and put her to sleep.

As a result, this money-losing product caused trouble outside.

It caused her to come out in the middle of the night, and she didn't know what her mother-in-law and husband would think.

She raised her hand to hit Shen Chen.

Under the dim streetlights, Shen Chen suddenly raised his head, his emotionless eyes stared at Ms. Han quietly.

She grabbed her wrist.

"I really don't have much education."

"After all, there are mothers and no mothers."

Ms. Han didn't expect that Shen Chen would dare to resist her.

She hadn't seen Shen Chen for a long time.

The last time I saw her, she was a skinny 14-year-old girl.

She just went to the police station.

If it weren't for her annoying face like her father, she wouldn't even recognize her.

Her daughter.

Naturally rebellious.

After her old immortal grandma died, she actually sued her and her dead ghost father to court.

It made her a joke to the neighbors.

Her mother-in-law and second-married husband criticized her quite a bit because of this incident.

When I saw her today, she was even taller than her.

She looked at Shen Chen's young and beautiful face.

The disgust in the eyes is even worse.

This dead girl doesn't look like her at all, she looks like her old grandma and dead ghost father.

At the beginning, she was confused by Shen Jianguo's face.

I had a hard time with him for ten years.

The daughter who gave birth is also not pleasing.

After she got divorced, she married her current husband and lived a fairly prosperous life.

Shen Chen looked at the woman in front of him.

Time has left traces on her face, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and mouth make her look even meaner.

She let go of Ms. Han's hand in disgust.

She asked her to come today on purpose.

If she wanted to, she had countless ways to get out of it.

She didn't know what the policewoman said to her, but as expected, Ms. Han finally got scared and lost the battle first.

came to pick her up.

She has been hiding from her for a year, the phone can't be reached, and people are pretending to be dead.

She has long passed the age of yearning for maternal love.

In other words, she never longed for maternal love.

They called her fickle.

This is true.

She is a fickle person.

She stretched out her hand and said flatly, "Give me the money."

Ms. Han frowned, and said coldly: "What money do you give me, you will be an adult in March this year."

Shen Chen raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically.

"You also know that I am in the year of March."

(End of this chapter)