divorce?Think beautifully!

Chu Xiaoheng stuck out his tongue and said with a smile, "Isn't it because you're afraid that your brain won't work well and you won't be able to remember?"

Zhuang Zihao couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard this.

"Come on, come on!"

Chu Heng waved at him, with an excited expression on his face: "Let's play together, this game is very fun! Huh? You installed such a big game equipment at home, and it's all dusty, and I haven't seen you move it usually!"

He fiddled with the remote control in his hand, looking left and right.

Zhuang Zihao walked over, kicked his shoes on the carpet, sat down cross-legged, took another remote control, and looked at it, "I didn't install it, it was installed by Cheng Jing before, he likes to play games."

After speaking, he pressed the start button.

The anxious Chu Xiaoheng bounced directly, "You...you...don't worry, I'm not ready yet!"

The two focused on the big screen and cooperated throughout the process.

"Hey... I mean, where is Cheng Jingren?"

Chu Xiaoheng reacted quickly. After getting familiar with the operation, his eyes fixed on the screen, his fingers moved quickly, but his mouth couldn't stay still.

"During the time I was with you, I didn't see him appear, eh? You said...does he know about your illness?"

Zhuang Zihao glanced at him and asked back, "What do you think?"

Chu Xiaoheng stared at the screen intently, "tsk", "Is it still necessary? I definitely don't know! Relying on your temperament, it would be strange to tell him!"

The two were still fighting side by side in the game. After playing for a while, he suddenly felt that Zhuang Zihao's speed had slowed down, so he couldn't help yelling, "Hurry up! Concentrate!"

Unexpectedly, the people around him said unhurriedly: "If Fang Yan is sick, will he tell you?"

Chu Heng was stunned suddenly.

These words... hit the nail on the head.

It seems not.

Each of us is a different individual. When facing the person you love deeply, you will always try your best to hide the bad side and not let the other person worry.

No... my beloved.

Is he counted as Shang Yan's beloved?

Chu Heng smiled wryly.

"Dead, stop playing!"

He lost the remote control, lying on his back on the carpet, looking at the ceiling with a blank expression.

Zhuang Zihao dropped the remote control, turned his head and glanced over: "What's the matter? Disappointed?"

"Fang Yan really made a move on the Chu family?"

He leaned over, looked at the wimpy guy on the carpet, and chuckled lightly: "Are you sure?"

"of course not."

Chu Heng pouted.

Zhuang Zihao stretched out his hand, "Then what are you going to do?"

Chu Heng rolled his big eyes, "What else can I do? I hope someone will be merciful!"

He held Zhuang Zihao's hand and was pulled to sit up.

"According to what you said, I'm also a little strange." Zhuang Zihao frowned slightly, "Don't you think...it doesn't seem to be in line with Fang Yan's previous style of doing things?"

Attacking the Chu family... why?

What the hell is that man trying to do?

It seems... the wrist is sharp and urgent.

"What was his style of doing things before?"

Chu Heng took a big gulp of Coke, smacked his lips, and muttered in a low voice, "I've been outside all the time, and I didn't know him before..."

He... At first he came back because he really fell in love with Fang Yan's "beauty". Later, such a long matter was involved. Thinking about it now, if he was killed at the beginning and did not return to the country, would all of this be for nothing? happened.

Zhuang Zihao shook his head: "He used to—"

Halfway through the conversation, someone knocked on the door.

"Cough cough... cough cough..."

Zhuang Zihao coughed lowly, planning to get up and open the door.

Unexpectedly, Chu Xiaoheng stretched out his hand, pressed him down, and got up, "I'll go, I'll go!"

"But... this is the New Year's Eve, who will come..."

Chu Xiaoheng opened the door and saw Cheng Jing quite unexpectedly.

"Ouch—"

He raised his eyebrows, stretched his long legs, and stretched them directly across the door, blocking the way. He smiled evilly, and his tone was neither yin nor yang: "Who am I? Mr. Cheng, long time no see! You are always so busy, Mr. Chinese New Year, come to pay New Year's greetings?"

When Cheng Jing saw him, he frowned, and the uneasiness in his heart increased, "Where's Zhuang Zihao?"

Chu Heng ignored him at all, poked his head, sat and looked to the right, "I said... Mr. Cheng came to the door for the Chinese New Year, and he didn't bring anything. Isn't he a bit stingy?"

Really came empty-handed.

tsk-

Chu Heng squinted his eyes, exuding a hint of unkindness all over his body.

Cheng Jing rubbed his forehead, he never expected to meet such a difficult guy.

"what on earth do you want?"

Chu Xiaoheng tilted his head and blinked, "What? What do I want? What can I think? Lean on me and look, what do you want?"

He hasn't seen anyone for such a long time, and he hasn't been seen during the Chinese New Year. Doesn't he know that Zhuang Zihao has no family?Those who celebrate the new year don't come to accompany him, do they want to go to heaven?

Chu Heng blocked the door with his shoulders crossed, like a vicious door god.

"Let me see him."

Cheng Jing sighed, patted Chu Heng on the shoulder, leaned over, and whispered in a low voice: "Forget that I owe you a favor, I promise to return you a big gift after a while, okay?"

Chu Heng rolled his eyes, curled his lips, and stroked his chin in thought.

It seems... a bit sincere.

"Fine!"

He put down his leg and poked Cheng Jing's shoulder, "Stop playing tricks! If you play tricks again, I'll drive you out in minutes!"

Cheng Jing smiled, said nothing, and followed him into the door.

"Cough...cough..."

Zhuang Zihao just took a pill while Chu Heng was going out, and when he heard the sound of footsteps, he just swallowed a mouthful of water and turned around: "What's wrong? Who is it..."

When he looked up, he saw Cheng Jing.

Chu Heng pointed behind him, "Here, here comes the man."

He sat back on the carpet and restarted the game, but he couldn't help but glance at the two from the corner of his eye.

Although the Cheng family's work is really not likable, and the whole family, from the older generation to the younger generation, has no good things, even Cheng Jing... has as many eyes as Pan Sidong.

But there is no way, who makes Zhuang Zihao like it.

The worried Chu Xiaoheng sighed while resting his cheeks.

After struggling for a long time, he still felt that... even if he didn't like this kind of thing, he still couldn't stop it.

Forget it--

Chu Xiaoheng turned his head, blinked, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Zihao! Ahhao! I want to drink lemonade!"

Zhuang Zihao glanced back at him and snorted softly, "There are so many things!"

Although he said so, he turned around and went to the kitchen.

Chu Heng blinked, and roared again: "Add ice! Remember——"

"understood!"

Zhuang Zihao was transferred away, Chu Heng raised his eyebrows, and Chong Chengjing waved: "Come here! Hurry up!"

Cheng Jing looked suspicious.

"Hurry up! Don't be silly!"

Chu Xiaoheng suppressed his throat, sneaking around, with an anxious expression on his face: "If you owe me another big favor, I'll tell you a big thing about Zhuang Zihao. Hurry up... If you slow down, he will come out!"