I ate soft rice in those years

The first time Lin Zhifeng met Zhuang Wen, the rumored uncle, she felt a little embarrassed for a while.

"Don't you guys want to make it clear?" Zhuang Zongyuan raised his hand, "Please."

He was sitting opposite Zhuang Wen, with an expression like a stranger who had nothing to do with him, every word he said seemed to be declaring her fault, making it difficult for Zhuang Wen to resist.

"Uncle, I..." Zhuang Wen bit her inner lip, hesitated

Lin Zhifeng who was next to her regained her strength at this moment, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhuang, you are Uncle Zhuang Wen, you should know her temper, gentle and timid, like a rabbit, afraid to speak the truth. Let me Speak for her."

She glanced at Chu Wenlin, sighed and said: "Yes, when the old people were alive, they married Chu Wenlin and Zhuang Wen with their belly, but it's this age, and they all pay attention to free love. You can't ruin the happiness of the three people's lifetime because of this old man's arranged marriage."

"I have no intention of letting them be together." Zhuang Zongyuan smiled lightly, his smile was gentle and elegant, but his eyes were meaningful, "I am extremely happy for Zhuang Wen to be with Chu Xingchen."

He tilted his head and looked at Secretary Yuan next to him, "This is a transfer contract, you just need to sign it."

Yuan Wei handed the stack of contracts to Zhuang Wen with both hands, took a pen from his pocket, and put it in her hand.

"What, what is the transfer contract?" Lin Zhifeng took it over and looked at it, and couldn't help but widen her eyes, "Half of the shares?"

After the death of Grandpa Zhuang Wen, Ding Zhong was inherited by her father. Zhuang Zongyuan only took some symbolically, most of which were still in the hands of Zhuang Wen's father, so half of the price written in the contract was sky-high.

Lin Zhifeng never thought that Zhuang Zongyuan would help Chu Wenlin deal with his niece, and was very surprised for a while.

Zhuang Wen glanced at Zhuang Zongyuan.

In her eyes, Zhuang Zongyuan has been spying on these shares, and now helping Chu Wenlin is an excuse, and the ultimate goal is to take away what belongs to her father.

However, who made her feel sorry for Chu Wenlin.

She picked up the pen and opened the place where the contract was signed, but was stopped by Lin Zhifeng, "They are not married yet, so why do they have to share half of the property? Even husband and wife have no reason to do so."

Zhuang Zongyuan leaned on the back of the chair, put his hand on Chu Wenlin's back, and said again: "Didn't Zhuang Wen say this herself?"

"It was all your wish before—"

"Really?" Chu Wenlin suddenly spoke at this moment, interrupting her lightly, "If it wasn't for my fiancee status, why would I take care of you for so long. If you don't like Zhuang Wen, you can tell me at the time. "

Zhuang Wen looked at Chu Wenlin, who was a little strange now, and couldn't speak a few times. She shook her head, choked up and said, "I didn't know at the time."

"So you enjoy everything as a matter of course." Zhuang Zongyuan bent his eyes, but the slight smile on the corner of his mouth was extremely sarcastic, which made Zhuang Wen unable to hide.He smiled and sighed and pushed the contract closer, "Now you know. So, sign it."

In fact, Zhuang Wen is not obliged to sign this document at all. There is no law requiring her to give away half of the property. Zhuang Zongyuan just took advantage of her conscience.He is very cunning, so this contract is a kind of temptation. If Zhuang Wen doesn't sign it, the final result will only be worse.

Zhuang Wen, who had never experienced the current situation, took a deep breath to stabilize her emotions.

Lin Zhifeng said from the side: "You can't do this, Zhuang Wen and Chu Wenlin have no legal relationship at all, you can't—"

"In that case, you seem to be the one who doesn't matter the most." Zhuang Zongyuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Maybe you shouldn't be sitting here at all, because of emotion and reason."

"I signed it because I am sorry for Chu Wenlin. Auntie, you don't have to speak for me." Zhuang Wen's hand was still trembling because of complicated emotions, but she directly picked up the pen and signed it.

Lin Zhifeng watched her sign names one by one, and the contract was taken away by Yuan Wei, and smiled reluctantly, "Then the ones that Grandpa Zhuang Wen gave to Chu Wenlin before, shouldn't they be transferred to Chu Xingchen? Those after all He said it was for his grandson-in-law, Mr. Zhuang, do you think so?"

Zhuang Zongyuan stood up with his cane, holding Chu Wenlin by his hand, and smiled slowly when he heard her words, "You can ask my father."

Lin Zhifeng froze in place humiliated by his words.

He lightly smiled and nodded slightly, and led Chu Wenlin out of the cafe.

Chu Wenlin looked through the contract in the car and was very satisfied.

Adding this half, plus some in his hands, he is already the largest shareholder of Ding Zhong, so it can be said that the goal has been achieved, and it has been accomplished so easily.

If you want to say that uncle is powerful, he doesn't need to waste his energy at all, Chu Wenlin smiled, raised his head and said thank you.

Zhuang Zongyuan touched the top of his head, bowed his head and kissed his ear, squinted at Zhuang Wen's signature on the contract, squinted and smiled.

He wants to give Chu Wenlin back more than that.

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Everything has been given, and nothing can be changed.

Although Lin Zhifeng was not very happy in her heart, she still comforted Zhuang Wen a few times symbolically, "Let's go back to the hospital first, Xingchen just woke up, and no one is around, just trouble the nurse."

Zhuang Wen could only pull herself together and nodded.

When the two returned to the hospital, Zhuang Wen's mood had stabilized.

All the muddled accounts were settled, and she no longer had to worry about her marriage contract with Chu Wenlin, and it was a good thing that she could respond to Chu Xingchen in an open and aboveboard manner.

When Lin Zhifeng returned to the ward, Chu Xingchen was lying on the bed reading a book. His mobile phone fell down the landslide in the accident, and he hasn't bought a new one yet. Lin Zhifeng bought him a book because he was afraid that he would be bored.

Perhaps because of the anesthetic, he forgot what happened on the mountain when he woke up. Lin Zhifeng felt that it was bad luck and didn't say much, so she didn't explain it to him in detail.

She smiled and poured him a glass of water, "Is it better? No headache."

"It's okay. Mom, don't pour it for me. I'm not thirsty." Chu Xingchen put the book aside, "When can I go back? I really don't like hospitals. I don't feel well even for a day like this gone."

"Let's observe it for a few more days, to be on the safe side." Lin Zhifeng put the water glass aside and comforted him, and then raised the height of the bed for him to be more comfortable. "I talked with your brother, and he promised to sleep with me." Zhuang Wen divorced."

Chu Xingchen frowned after hearing this, "Why? Didn't they settle down from a young age?"

"What else do you think?" Lin Zhifeng gave him a fake look, "Aren't you happy that you can be with Zhuang Wen at ease in the future?"

"What are you talking about?" If Chu Xingchen was still puzzled just now, he is already there in a daze, "He is my brother's fiancee, why is he with me? Mom, don't make such jokes anymore , I have goosebumps."

Lin Zhifeng patted his arm lightly, and said angrily: "Why are you joking, you just don't want to make fun of Mom."

"I'm not kidding you, it's not funny at all, even if they lost their engagement, how could I be with my ex-sister-in-law." Chu Xingchen stared in disbelief.

When Lin Zhifeng was in a daze, he took a sip of water and suddenly remembered something, "It seems that my brother's summer camp should be over, right? Did he say when he will come back?"

"...Summer camp?" Lin Zhifeng finally confirmed Chu Xingchen's abnormality.

Chu Wenlin's summer camp was in Chu Xingchen's freshman year of high school, and she held Chu Xingchen's hand tremblingly, "Xingchen, do you know what year it is?"

"Huh? What year? Why do you ask this?"

He didn't answer, but Lin Zhifeng panicked, turned around and went out to find a doctor.

Zhuang Wen at the door was also stunned, watching in a daze that all the fruits Chu Xingchen bought fell and scattered all over the floor.

Seeing her mature attire, Chu Xingchen also noticed something was wrong, and slowly frowned.

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