But Cheng's mother soon felt relieved. Cheng Lang's hand was already on her suitcase, and she carried the suitcase over. Secondly, each of her three items was a solid bag, calmly Woolen cloth!

Who is Zhu Sui, Cheng Lang and Song Zhen are the leaders, if the superiors are polite, how can they take it seriously!

Zhu Sui was polite and wanted to help people carry things, so that meant that it was just right to carry Song's father's suitcase, it was not heavy, and everyone could live with it.

Thinking of this, Cheng's mother was not polite. She looked up—seeing that Song Zhen's hands were empty, she opened her mouth and said, "Xiao Song, come and help me take it down..."

Zhu Sui raised his eyebrows interestingly.

But before finishing this sentence, Cheng Lang interrupted, "Give it to me, Mom, I'll do it."

In a blink of an eye, I threw the bag that Cheng's mother had just handed over on the suitcase, and dragged it away together.

Cheng's mother was stunned for a moment, and curled her lips after recovering.

Okay, just protect it, what's the matter with getting something, young man, how can such a precious thing be.

With Zhu Sui in the way, it was hard to say this complaint, so he held back again.

Yes—Song Zhen tolerated Cheng's mother when he was a family member, but not now, as long as she didn't come to her with yelling, she didn't bother to pay attention to it. Standing next to Song's father, Song Zhen asked Song's father's plan for coming this time in a low voice.

On the other side, Cheng Lang looked at Zhu Sui, thinking about it with a big head, how could he tell Cheng's mother that Zhu Sui didn't know about her and Song Zhen's previous marriage, don't wait for Cheng's mother - voice Shout out to them, and leave here again. After letting Father Song know, it really doesn't matter to everyone.

But Cheng Lang didn't have a headache for long, and unexpectedly, Zhu Sui spoke first.

Zhu Sui lamented that Song's father and Cheng's mother were actually teachers in a middle school, and it was really a fate.

Father Song replied with a smile: "Indeed, but we are not only teachers in one school, but also neighbors in the neighborhood. After so many years, we must be destined."

Cheng's mother also agreed.

Zhu Sui smiled and turned his head to look at Song Zhen and Cheng Lang. The eyes were smiling, and they were very happy at first glance. They were getting closer, but Song Zhen could read a bit of teasing and embarrassment from it.

"Aren't Teacher Song and Dr. Cheng childhood sweethearts who grew up from childhood?"

Speaking of this, Cheng's mother remembered that Cheng Lang and Song Zhen fell in love because of this, and her heart was flustered, and her tone was a little yin and yang, "Yeah, they are childhood sweethearts, if it's not because of- We grew up together, why..."

Cheng Lang screamed in his heart, and was about to drag Cheng's mother to interrupt, but Zhu Sui was faster than her. Zhu Sui was pulling the box in front of him, and said abruptly, "It's true, I thought that this kind of relationship would be good for everyone." Together!"

The words were thought-provoking, Cheng's mother's throat choked up, and Song's father frowned.

Zhu Sui turned his back to everyone, and continued as if he hadn't noticed anything, "But Dr. Cheng and Teacher Song are both single. It seems that they are childhood sweethearts, and they know everything too well, so they may not succeed."

If the previous sentence only had that meaning, this one really clarifies it.

Cheng Mu looked at Cheng Lang, Cheng Lang shook his head a little, and said "I don't know" to Cheng Mu with his lips.

Song's father's reaction was much more unhappy. Looking at Song Zhen, Song Zhen also shook his head, but he was not in a hurry to explain. He put his arm around Song's father and said, "Dad, didn't you just say that this year's class month After the exam, the average score is the first among all the classes in the whole year, what about the follow-up, is there any award certificate or something..."

Cheng's mother was in the opposite mood from Song's father.

After getting the answer to the confusion, I calmed down, and even after I figured out the logic, I didn't think it was a bad thing.

Cheng Lang and Song Zhen got married in a hurry, which is known to both families.

But what everyone didn't know was that Cheng Lang notified his family only after pulling out the certificate, and Cheng's mother was somewhat unacceptable at the time.

How should I put it, Cheng Lang of their family has differentiated into an Alpha after all, it’s fine when they were in a relationship, but now Z Reagent is doing so well, no matter what, they are all high-level intellectuals, working with the country, and still have the rank of major, When the Z reagent comes out, the blessing is yet to come!

Although Song Zhen also participated in the whole process of the project, as long as Cheng's mother thought of Song Zhen as a beta, she always felt something stuck in her heart and felt uncomfortable.

Not to mention that Cheng Lang is so outstanding, among the children of the teachers in their school, there are quite a few juniors who are divided into Alpha and Omega. Teacher Zhang's child in the East District is divided into Omega, married into the family of the Fifth Military Region, and worked as an interpreter The official's wife, the whole family of her husband's family is in the army, that's terrible...

That child is a good match, let's not talk about her.

Let’s just say that the other one that differentiated into an Alpha is just a B-level Alpha, and his development in the army has been the same in the past two years, and he married an omega. Although the partner’s family is not a famous family, but his children are three years old this year. Yes!

On the other hand, Cheng Lang, who has the highest rank and the highest personal achievement, ended up marrying a Beta?

She is also the Beta daughter of a teacher from the same school, this...

Cheng's mother always felt that their family was at a loss!And it's a big loss! !

And this feeling is deepening every year.

At the beginning, Cheng's mother probably felt that Song Zhengao had climbed into their family. The most angry thing was that Cheng Lang secretly married without discussing it with her, not that.

Recently, as Cheng Lang appeared more and more on TV and in the media, and received more and more honorable titles, Cheng's mother's feelings changed. She felt that no matter how good Song Zhen was, she was not worthy of it. Cheng Lang went to their house.

Of course, these petty thoughts are disgraceful, a bit distasteful and fond of the rich, and Cheng's mother will not say it outright.

But in private, when getting along with Song Zhenzhen, she became more and more picky. She always felt that her daughter-in-law was not good in anything, but she couldn't resist Cheng Lang and had no choice.

When I came here, I heard from Cheng Lang that Song Zhen's affiliated laboratory had been merged into the Adrenal Science Department, and that she and Song Zhen were working together, and Cheng's mother was still a little worried.

Worrying, in a place like a scientific research institute where senior intellectuals gather together and there are many people from aristocratic families, everyone knows that Cheng Lang's partner is a B, and they look down on Cheng Lang.

Now, hearing from Cheng Lang that their marriage has not been made public, Cheng's mother is relieved all of a sudden.

But after breathing a sigh of relief, Cheng's mother thought again, when she went abroad, she said that it was a banquet after returning home, and the young couple would not want to make up for it again in Shanghai to make their relationship public, right?

Cheng's mother groaned, and there were no relatives in Shangjing, otherwise, let Cheng Lang and the others go back to Jiangcheng to do it. you know...

She could only think about it for herself, so Cheng's mother was very quiet on the road, and Cheng Lang couldn't help but look at her several times, thinking that the old lady who was tired from the plane had turned her sex!

On the other hand, Tou Zhusui took Song's father talking and laughing, and found the car. Song Zhen came in her car, and when he left, he took Song's father into her car as a matter of course.

Cheng's mother didn't realize it until she got into Cheng Lang's car, "Why do they have a car?"

Cheng Lang had no intention of concealing Cheng's mother, and told about Song Zhen's recent achievements. Because of emotion and reason, Zhu Sui, the leader, has no reason to embarrass Song Zhen...Of course, Cheng Lang knew about the private relationship and Zhu Sui's thoughts that is……

On the other side, both Song Zhen and Song's father sat in the back row, and Song's father was a little embarrassed, "You said, don't you have a car at home? The section chief picks it up, isn't this troublesome..."

"Uncle Song, don't bother me. My pick-up is related to the recent incident in Corey. You don't know it... just a few days ago... I just left the research institute today. Both Teacher Song and Dr. Cheng have been through a lot. It's getting dark, especially Mr. Song, otherwise, look at those dark circles under your eyes..."

Zhu Sui spoke lightly, except for the part where the third district was hidden, the process was probably going on, Song's father was startled, he grabbed Song Zhen and looked at it for a long time, nodded, "Yes, I'm not in a good mood."

Song Zhen was embarrassed by the words, and waved his hands, "How can I be so tired, it's been two days, besides, I slept enough yesterday."

Before Zhu Sui could add anything, Father Song also knew about Song Zhen and didn't believe it at all, "Come on, don't think I don't know, you and your mother look like you when you are working, and you can't go to bed without data. Stubborn temper, it's such a big deal here, and you're five months pregnant, I don't believe you'll be able to sleep recently!"

Song Zhen was so scolded that his mouth was straight. Zhu Sui saw Song Zhen's face for the first time from the rearview mirror, and felt strange.

But Zhu Sui has always been a person with a good sense of proportion. After Song's father trained a few words, he felt that it was about the same. The scriptures, one moment said that the dean got angry in a hurry, and the other said that the vice president had recently lost a lot of hair visible to the naked eye, and the words and sentences were very humorous and amused.

Song's father chatted with Zhu Sui, and people who had been separated by a generation could still chat together.

Song Zhen was amazed.

After talking about Mrs. Brown, Song's father took a look at Song Zhen, and felt a little regretful, "I should have told you before coming here. If I knew about this, I wouldn't bother you..."

Thinking of something, he sighed again, "It's still too anxious to see her, I was being taken... hey, there is nothing to burden my children..."

Of course, she was referring to Cheng's mother. Song Zhen and Zhu Sui understood it without saying anything.

Song Zhen smiled, with a flattering face, "It's okay, didn't you think you came here suddenly and booked a hotel, this will send you to the hotel - and the work will be done, why am I in trouble~"

Song Zhen knew that it was her father's idea to book a hotel. If Cheng's mother's character was followed, she would definitely decide to live in their house, and she wanted to live in their house tonight... It's not good for them to have a home. Perfunctory...

After booking a hotel, at least Song Zhen can think about it tonight—think about it, tomorrow...

"Hey, Dad, how was your heart checkup recently? Did the doctor say anything?"

When Song Zhen asked this suddenly, Song's father paused, "Just, that's it!"

Father Song can't tell lies, his expression betrays everything.

Song Zhen was stunned, and immediately entered the password to open the box beside her feet. Before Song's father could react, Song Zhen found all the medicines in the interlayer, more than the ones she was familiar with. -bottle.

Seeing that Father Song couldn't hide it, his eyes fluttered, "It's okay, it's okay, then what, I'm getting older and my blood pressure is rising, so the doctor prescribes an extra bottle of antihypertensive medicine!"

Father Song's voice became smaller and smaller, "Isn't this because I was afraid that you would worry? I didn't tell you. The doctor's advice is just like that. Pay attention to exercise and don't get emotional... My ears are getting calloused..."

The confidence is getting weaker and weaker.

Song Zhen pursed his lips, looked at the new medicine, confirmed that it was really an antihypertensive medicine, heaved a sigh of relief, put the medicine back, and said in a complicated mood: "Although it is a trivial matter, you have to tell me !"

Father Song bluffed, "Why do I tell you, you are not a doctor, I just follow the doctor's advice and take the medicine well..."

Father Song wanted to mutter a few more words, but then Song Zhen stared at him with an expression of "I listen to your reasoning", and swallowed the rest of the words quietly, and it was indeed he who ignored it first.

On the way to the hotel, Zhu Sui was watching through the mirror from the driver's seat. Two different things made the father and daughter's identities change quickly, and they trained each other once, which was quite interesting.

It can be seen that Song Zhen and Father Song have a good relationship.

When they arrived at the hotel, they checked in the two elders. Zhu Sui found out that the elders had booked preferential rooms without even a window in order to save money, so they upgraded them to suites directly at the front desk.

He led people upstairs and brought Father Song to him. Father Song was surprised that the benefits of the hotel were so good. Zhu Sui didn't say that he spent too much money, but followed Father Song to agree with the businessman's conscience and coaxed Father Song very well. Song Zhen saw what she was talking about, and felt that if he hadn't seen Zhu Sui's Kasheng apartment with his own eyes, he might have been fooled.

When it was time to leave, Cheng's mother unexpectedly stopped Zhu Sui.

Zhu Sui looked back.

Cheng's mother said that since Zhu Sui came to pick them up, it would be the Dragon Boat Festival tomorrow, and she wanted to invite Zhu Sui to have a meal together.

Cheng's mother's original intention was to trouble Cheng Lang's superiors to pick him up. Since they are all leaders and they have a good relationship, it's better to invite the leaders to have a meal, otherwise it will appear that Cheng Lang can't do things.

But she didn't discuss it with Cheng Lang, she felt the same, so she said it.

Cheng Lang and Song Zhen felt suffocated after listening.

Zhu Sui raised his eyebrows, not at all embarrassed, "That's fine."

After a pause, he suggested in a very "thoughtful" way, "Since everyone knows each other, will Uncle Song come too?"

"Come, come, come!" Cheng's mother spoke quickly, and arranged for everyone by herself.

Zhu Sui tilted his head, and Song Zhen's head hurt from laughing, "That's good!"

After saying that, Cheng Lang's head was as big as a bucket.

After parting ways and returning home, Song Zhen didn't even think about how to say this on the way.

It's all in the underground parking lot, but Zhu Sui still can't see it, so let Song Zhen say anything.

Song Zhen was too awkward, "Then what, Cheng Lang's mother's suggestion, you, you still...really going?"

"just go."

Zhu Sui stopped the car, not knowing whether he was telling the truth or not, and said with a smile, "Did my sister want to talk about the divorce with Cheng Lang in the car today?"

Song Zhen spoke late and did not refute.

Zhu Sui was like a roundworm in her stomach, breaking her mind and said: "But seeing that Uncle Song's blood pressure is high, he hesitated again, right?"

Song Zhen lowered his eyes and sighed a little.

Nothing can escape Zhu Sui's eyes.

Zhu Sui: "Then since I didn't tell the truth, if I don't go, you will always have to have a meal together. The four of you get along. With the character of Dr. Cheng's mother...wouldn't it be more embarrassing?"

Song Zhen: "..."

"Of course, that's not my main consideration."

Song Zhen saw that Zhu Sui stretched out his hand and helped him to unfasten his seat belt, which was all stiff. He raised his head and smiled cunningly, and said softly, "My main point is that I don't like outsiders pointing fingers at my family members."

When the words "family members" came out, Song Zhen realized that his face was a little hot.

When I got home, there was no festive atmosphere.

After Zhu Sui finished washing, he was afraid that Song Zhen would be burdened, so after thinking about it, he went to Song Zhen's room and wanted to explain a few more words.

Zhu Sui also noticed this matter, Song Zhen was afraid that he would say it suddenly, and Song's father couldn't stand the excitement.

Come again, just because she is afraid that if she doesn't speak up, she will be unhappy.

Zhu Sui can actually understand, but it's too late to have any emotions. Just seeing Song Zhen's dilemma, he stops everything.

In the final analysis, this marriage is still an exchange between each other.

A marriage that is not based on feelings, Zhu Sui knows in his heart, cannot be required by secular conventions.

Besides, doesn't her family know about it?

Although the hidden marriage was proposed by Song Zhen, since neither party knew about it, to a certain extent, Zhu Sui felt that he did not have the qualifications to ask for it.

In this way, while wiping wet hair with a towel, he walked to Song Zhen's door, the door was not closed, Zhu Sui walked in, and watched another scene.

"Dad, I want to tell you something... emmm, will it be too formal?"

"Dad, actually, Cheng Lang and I have already separated... Is it too straightforward?"

"Dad, I want to tell you something. It's like this. Don't get excited when you hear it. This is between us adults... It's too long. The more you say, the bigger the matter..."

Song Zhen—sitting on the small sofa alone, rehearsing the confession!

— Personally whispering, don't be too cute.

Song Zhen tried several kinds of beginnings, but he didn't think it was good. He was crazy rua—putting his hair up and leaning his head on the sofa, he was not feeling well...

Just leaning back, Zhu Sui appeared in her field of vision upside down, leaning against her door with folded arms, with a smile on her face, she didn't know how long she stood there...

Wait, Bamboo Year...

Bamboo years old! !

Song Zhen was in a hurry to sit upright, and almost slipped, Zhu Sui laughed: "Sister, slow down, I didn't see much."

After thinking about it, Zhu Sui said frankly: "I only saw the three lines rehearsed, and the previous ones are gone."

Song Zhen: "..."

boom -

God knows she only said three sentences!

Ahhh, shame, shame! !

Song Zhen gave up resistance, put the pillow on his face, and refused to communicate.

Zhu Sui approached, took away the pillow, and smiled.

Song Zhen, who was smiling, closed his eyes very calmly—he was dead, and burnt paper if something happened!

Zhu Sui propped his hands on the back of the sofa, leaned down, looked at Song Zhen, and said with a smile in his voice, "If you really don't know what to say, sister, you can stop talking for now."

It's not difficult to talk about Song Zhen.

Sitting up straight for a moment, "Are you serious?"

Zhu Sui nodded.

Song Zhen bit his lower lip with his upper teeth, and hesitated again, "But, could it be that it's not good for you?"

"Ok?"

"That's right, Cheng Lang and I have nothing to do with each other anymore. Don't tell me, you don't feel well, are you uncomfortable?"

"Yes." Zhu Sui said calmly, but before Song Zhen was disappointed, she said again, "But it's more uncomfortable than this, I still have a normal sense of right and wrong, uncle's health is obviously more important than my little emotions. "

Song Zhen looked straight at Zhu Sui.

Zhu Sui didn't hide, and even looked directly at Song Zhen, slowly but solemnly said: "Sister, if you really don't know what to say, and you can't predict Uncle Song's reaction, I personally think it's better not to say anything than to say it rashly. "

Song Zhen let out a long breath, and his shoulders collapsed.

I don't know whether it is relief or helplessness, after a while, I muttered again, "You are always so nice."

Zhu Sui laughed when he said this, "How can I hear your tone, as if I'm wrong?"

Song Zhen raised his eyes slightly, then lowered them very quickly, his slender eyelashes patted like butterfly wings, "It's not that you are wrong."

The voice was even lower, "Yes, in contrast to me, no."

As you get older, you have to go along with the bamboo years in life, and you have to wrong the bamboo years first when encountering major events.

It seemed that she was particularly incompetent and treated Zhu Sui particularly badly.

Song Zhen's voice was soft, and as he got closer, Zhu Sui keenly noticed that Song Zhen had also washed himself, and she smelled of the shampoo she put in the bathroom for others. It was a soft fruity smell, which matched Song Zhen very well.

The pajamas made of silk were thin and soft, with smooth lines on the shoulder blades and no trace of shoulder straps.

Zhu Sui's eyes slid down again, and Song Zhen's white collarbone was clearly defined, embedded under the neck, undulating to outline a well-proportioned line of flesh and bones, and the tail was submerged in pajamas, extending the shape of thin and round shoulders.

Zhu Sui moved to the side - two steps, put his hand on Song Zhen's shoulder, pinched it down, the heat from the palm penetrated to the skin, confirmed that the pajamas were really smooth, without any belts hindering.

Zhu Sui lowered her head, leaned over from behind the sofa, and approached Song Zhen again, looking at each other, their eyes were within a palm's distance, and she could see the small mole around Song Zhen's eye, which grew on the inner side of the eye. easily overlooked.

Song Zhen could also clearly see the firmness in Zhu Sui's eyes.

"Isn't that my fault?" Zhu Sui's voice was low, very soft, as if coaxing.

Song Zhen shook his head, "It's my fault."

"So, does my sister feel that she owes me?"

Zhu Sui approached again, her still wet hair brushed Song Zhen's neck, the slightly itchy feeling made Song Zhen tremble uncontrollably, finally answered Zhu Sui's words carefully, and buried her head even lower .

"Actually, besides telling Uncle Song, I think there is another way to make me feel better..."

Song Zhen looked up.

The long eyes of Zhusui bumped into the nearby, the firmness in the eyes quietly disappeared at some point, and became very heavy, the pupils seemed to be filled with two pools of ink, and Song Zhen's face was reflected on the surface of the ink.

"My sister said, we should get to know each other well."

Zhu Sui opened his lips, and the plump lips opened and closed, "There is no need to apologize and blame yourself. Compared with these, maybe..."

At some point, Zhu Sui unbuttoned Song Zhen's collar, put his lips next to Song Zhen's ear, and said with a sigh, "Sister, why don't you...coax me?"

Wet hair was stuck to Song Zhen's cheek, and Song Zhen was shocked by the ice, "W-why..."

Breathing with moist heat, it penetrated into the ear canal, bewitching, "Just like you begged me last time, that's fine."

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