Easy on Me, Snookums

Chen Yuan felt very happy. She hadn't felt this way for a long, long time. She had always carried a heavy cross, but it was actually very painful.

"En." Chen Yuan nodded, with some thin mist in her eyes.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yuan took a taxi to the City Garden Hotel. Standing at the door, she suddenly became a little nervous.

I don't know if it was caused by the long-lost acquaintance of my father, or I can see immediately that the tension caused by his father's essays made Chen Yuan's heartbeat speed up.

After taking a few deep breaths, Chen Yuan slowly walked into the hotel and came to the cafe in the middle of the lobby.

As soon as she walked in, Chen Yuan saw Uncle Wei. Although many years have passed, he still hasn't changed much, except for more white hair and wrinkles.

"Uncle Wei!" Chen Yuan yelled softly after approaching.

It wasn't until she appeared in front of her that Uncle Wei was surprised to find that this once thin and poor little girl had already appeared slim and charming.

"Babe, is that you?" Uncle Wei looked at Chen Yuan in surprise. She had a pair of eyes that were much more mature than her peers.

"It's me, long time no see, your condition is still so good!" Chen Yuan said with a polite smile.

Uncle Wei hurriedly let her sit down: "Let me take a good look, you and your father are really carved out of the same mold!"

"Everyone who knows my dad said that." When Chen Yuan said this, a figure appeared in her mind. Of course, she was too late.

Her half-sister looks a lot like her father.

If it weren't for Bai Mu's blindness, she must have seen the similarities between Chen Yuan and Bai Chichi at a glance.

It is for this reason that Chen Yuan has also performed some minor operations on her face, just to prevent Bai Chichi from noticing that she looks a lot like her.

However, because Uncle Wei hadn't seen Chen Yuan for a long time, he didn't notice these subtle changes.

"Speaking of your father, alas, what a tragedy!" Uncle Wei sighed.

Chen Yuan smiled and shook her head: "It's all over."

"I don't want to talk about the past, but you may not know that your father's death may be a relief for him."

Chen Yuan felt a pain in her heart, of course it was relief. She was so stalemate with her mother every day, cold wars, quarrels, and even hands-on.

Who is to blame? Isn’t it to blame the mother-in-law Liu Ruping who got involved in her parents’ love life?

"Dad's ending like this is really embarrassing." Chen Yuan nodded.

"Causing such a consequence, in fact, you can't get rid of your mother." Uncle Wei was very upset about what happened to his old friend.

He only knew the truth of the matter, and that was the most sympathetic part of Yu Zhenhai.

Chen Yuan thought that Uncle Wei was referring to the incident where her mother cut her father's hand. She gritted her teeth, enduring the pain in her heart, and wanted to defend her mother.

"Yes, it is indeed my mother's cause that caused such serious consequences, but my mother is also a victim!"

Uncle Wei looked at Chen Yuan and could only sigh.

"Babe, maybe in your heart, your mother is a victim, but when you read your father's essays, you will find that things are not what you imagined."

"What does this mean?" Chen Yuan was startled.

Uncle Wei's tone was a little heavy: "Actually, I am looking for you this time just to let you know that everything that happened back then was for a reason."

"My mother told me when she was dying. Uncle Wei, you are a good friend of Dad, I might as well say straight, I know that the instigator is Liu Ruping, that shameful third party!" Chen Yuan's hatred was in words Every time it shows.

Uncle Wei looked at Chen Yuan in surprise: "Did your mother tell you that?"

"Of course, people will die and their words are good. The last words my mother said to me before her death will never be forgotten! Because of this sentence, I have done a lot of hard work, but nothing That Liu Ruping can get the punishment she deserves!" Chen Yuan's heart was broken.

"So you have seen Liu Ruping? Where is she now?" Uncle Wei's eyes were about to fall out.

He really didn't expect Song Zhen to treat his biological daughter like this.

How can twisted facts affect Yu Beibei's life? Look at her, it is full of hatred and unhappiness!

"A good person doesn't live long, and the scourge remains for thousands of years! Liu Ruping is very moisturized now! But she won't be happy for too long, I won't let her go!" Chen Yuan said through gritted teeth.

Uncle Wei sighed and shook his head: "Babe, you are wrong."

"Why? My mother said that Liu Ruping was the cause of the destruction of our family. I hate her to death!"

Because it was her father's friend, this time she made a special trip to visit her, and she still had her father's belongings in her hand, so Chen Yuan felt that there was nothing to tell Uncle Wei.

It has been many years, and Chen Yuan's hatred is deeply buried in her heart. Now that there is someone who can let her talk about it, she feels very happy.

But Uncle Wei looked at her with compassion and said, "Silly boy, your mother, she, she is really too, too..."

"I know my mother is too pitiful, but she has a daughter like me, and I will return everything she suffered to Liu Ruping!"

Uncle Wei looked at Chen Yuan, but was speechless.

"Well, I will take you to dinner first, and after the meal, I will give you your father's essay. You take it home and read it carefully. Your opinion will be very different after reading it." Uncle Wei I'm afraid that taking the essays from Zhenhai now will make Chen Yuan not even in the mood to eat.

Although Chen Yuan wanted to see her father's essays right away, out of politeness and thanks to her uncle, she nodded and said, "Okay."

"What do you want to eat?" Uncle Wei asked.

Chen Yuan noticed that he had always been holding an envelope in his hand, maybe it was the essay of his father that he said.

"Uncle Wei I will eat whatever I eat." Chen Yuan didn't even think about what to eat.

"Okay, I haven't eaten authentic hometown food for a long time, so let's go to that old brand."

"Of course it's good." Chen Yuan said with a smile.

Uncle Wei stood up and led Chen Yuan to the famous restaurant.

At the dinner table, Uncle Wei was very caring for Chen Yuan, carefully serving her dishes and so on. He wanted this child who had lost his parents and had taken the bitterness of life too early to feel a little bit of affection and warmth.

Originally, Uncle Wei didn't feel that Chen Yuan was so pitiful, but from her words, we can know that this child is actually ignorant of the tragedy between his parents and was simply kept in the dark.

Therefore, Uncle Wei’s feeling of pity deepened. He felt that Song Zhen was too much, not only affecting Yu Zhenhai’s life, but also causing his own daughter to suffer such torture. Every day, he was spurred by false hatred to do something. Irrational behavior.

Looking at Chen Yuan's scheming feeling beyond age, Uncle Wei felt that she was very sad, and she was completely harmed by her own mother.

But Uncle Wei didn't want to say it. He felt that it was cruel to tell Chen Yuan face to face.

Let her go home and take a good look at her father's essay, so that it is better to feel Yu Zhenhai's hardships from the lines than to hear directly.

Before that, it is also very important to finish the meal, because Chen Yuan needs more physical strength to bear this kind of irony and reversal result.

"Babe, I remember that you liked this dish very much when you were a kid, and your father and I did not forget to pack it for you when eating out." Uncle Wei put a Sixi ball in a bowl for Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan nodded: "It seems so."

"Your father really loves you, but your mother always quarrels with him, so he won't go home if he can't stand it." Uncle Wei wanted to give Chen Yuan some tips.

But Chen Yuan said: "The egg fried rice my mother made for me is very delicious, not worse than the Sixi meatballs my father brought home."

"Of course, your mother loves you too, maybe I can't understand her way." Uncle Wei sighed.

"My mother has been bullied by Liu Ruping all her life. Even if this person does not appear around us, she still exists in the air, spying on our lives all the time!" Chen Yuan looked plain, but her tone was very resentful.

Uncle Wei hesitated but stopped.

"Thank you Uncle Wei for the hospitality, I'm full!" Chen Yuan put down her chopsticks.

"You're welcome, Beibei, just order what you like!"

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "This is the most meal I have eaten in recent years!"

"No wonder you are so slim!" Uncle Wei frowned.

She couldn't even eat food well, it must be because of Song Zhen's words!

"Uncle Wei, I think, now you can hand over my father's essay to me?" Chen Yuan couldn't help but said.

"Of course, this is my main purpose too!" Uncle Wei took out the thick cowhide envelope.

"Thank you for keeping my dad's essays over the years. My dad will certainly feel very happy if he is in the sky." Chen Yuan said, her eyes gradually turned red.

Uncle Wei solemnly handed the envelope to Chen Yuan's hand: "Babe, this is your father's mood back then, you must read it carefully!"

"I will, don't worry! Otherwise, didn't I have let your heart down?" Chen Yuan smiled and wept.

Uncle Wei shook his head: "It's not my heart, it's your father's heart! He trusts me so much. Although I feel a great responsibility, I am also honored, because it carries all his feelings over the years."

"I think there must be something about Liu Ruping in this? My father broke up with my mother for her, and even paid the price of his life!" Chen Yuan's heart is very sour, if his father's essays are all about Liu Ruping's love What can I do?

If that were the case, I'm sorry, Bai Chichi, I will return the humiliation my mother has suffered a thousand times over to your mother and daughter!

"Well, how do you say this! Anyway, Beibei, you have to take a closer look, maybe because of these essays, it will subvert your outlook on life." Uncle Wei feels very embarrassed, he really feels that this act of fulfilling the promise is very tortured people.

What should Chen Yuan face?