Chapter 405: You Don't Like My Mom, Do You?
"It's a coincidence. β
Ye Zhenzhen's voice carried a hint of ridicule, so many coincidences, it really let Fan Junchu take possession.
How could it be so coincidental.
Hearing the sarcasm in Ye Zhenzhen's words, Fan Junchu's expression was still calm and gentle: "Yes, it's a coincidence." β
His eye sockets are very deep, and those eyes are extraordinarily deep, and there is a faint melancholy.
But when looking at people, it is gentle like a good proportion of PH, which makes every 'hair' pore very ironed.
Ye Zhenzhen's brows have never been 'holed', and it is not in his plan to meet Fan Junchu, especially in such a situation.
This only made her feel one thing, that is, the relationship between Fan Junchu and the Yao family was really good.
"You don't have to be so nervous, I'll call your grandmother right now. Fan Junchu saw Ye Zhenzhen's tense nerves now, and directly took out his mobile phone to call Lin Meizhen.
"I think we need to talk before Grandma knows. Ye Zhenzhen said lightly, since she has such a chance to be alone now, she just happened to have a good talk with Fan Junchu.
"Okay, what do you want to talk about?" Fan Junchu sat on a small couch in front of the 'bed', looked at Ye Zhenzhen and asked.
"You and my mother have had a marriage contract before?" Ye Zhenzhen asked directly, in fact, sometimes, it takes an accidental direct attack to see a person's true reaction, because the other party has no time to prepare.
Fan Junchu was slightly stunned, and then nodded: "But that's all in the past." β
He said it lightly, as if this incident really didn't leave any traces in my heart.
"Is it really in the past?" Ye Zhenzhen stared at Fan Junchu, she knew that it was not appropriate to say such things in her capacity, but looking at the man in front of her who was fresh and comfortable from top to bottom, thinking of her mother who could no longer open her eyes and leave regrets, the words that had been accumulated in her chest couldn't help blurting out.
"What do you want to say?" Although the corners of Fan Junchu's mouth were smiling, it seemed that his eyes were no longer so gentle.
"I heard that you have never been married?" Ye Zhenzhen's back pain had spread significantly, she endured it and looked at Fan Junchu and said.
This is the reason why the Yao family has always refused to recognize the 'daughter' again.
"Is there anything wrong with this?" The smile on the corner of Fan Junchu's mouth has disappeared, but even if there is no smile, his whole person looks so light and light.
Ye Zhenzhen didn't speak, it seemed that his words had 'provoked' Fan Junchu's reaction.
It seems that Fan Junchu is no longer the same as just now.
"I think this is my privacy and freedom. Fan Junchu spoke lightly again, he looked at the young 'girl' in front of him: "You look very similar to your mother, but this does not mean that I am obliged to tell you my secret 'privacy'." β
When saying this, Fan Junchu also burst out without arrogance before.
With a touch of pride, like the arrogance of a reader.
"You do have your freedom. Ye Zhenzhen looked at Fan Junchu and never denied this.
Everyone has the freedom to choose their own life.
"However, isn't it good for you to always come to Yao's house to show this?"
Every time he appeared, he reminded the Yao family of his indebtedness, which didn't seem to be good.
This is just an intuition on the part of Ye Zhenzhen.
If it was her, who had really been hurt by someone and was really abandoned directly by her fiancΓ©, then she would never appear in the other party's family so frequently.
However, Fan Junchu appeared.
"What's wrong?" Fan Junchu looked at Ye Zhenzhen in front of him, didn't treat her as a child anymore, and his expression became serious: "Are you against me coming to the Yao family again?"
"If you really like it so much, won't you feel uncomfortable coming here?" Ye Zhenzhen's eyes were still wide, staring at Fan Junchu carefully, looking at the expression on his face.
"So, what do you want me to do?" Fan Junchu looked at the young 'girl' in front of him, this face was really very similar to Yao Jing's young 'girl' era.
Looking at her, it was as if I saw the 'girl' child holding a textbook in his arms and shouting "Brother Shen" and "Brother Shen".
But they are so different.
Yao Jing's temperament is so graceful, but Ye Zhenzhen, whether it is in his eyes or on his body, has a sharp aura that the demon 'spirit' does not have.
That kind of sharp sharpness, but it can hurt others, and it can also hurt itself.
"I didn't wish you anything, or even hoped that we hadn't met at all. Ye Zhenzhen suddenly hooked his lips and smiled coldly: "I don't know how you feel when you see me, but when I see you, I am obviously not in a good mood." β
"You're in a bad mood to see me?"
Fan Junchu laughed a little, he didn't know how he could provoke Ye Zhenzhen before they met.
"If you count it, I'm actually more like the one who was let down. β
In fact, he never thought that he would say this sentence in front of Yao Jing's family.
However, in front of Ye Zhenzhen, this sentence blurted out without knowing how.
In fact, this is something that has been stuffed in the 'chest' for many years, and I always thought that it would be the deep gully in my heart, but I didn't expect to see the light of day one day.
"Really?" Ye Zhenzhen looked at Fan Junchu, his eyes sneering: "But you are still sitting here, but what about my mother?"
"Do you still need to blame me for this?" Fan Junchu looked at Ye Zhenzhen, his eyes were full of calm, and he was not 'provoked' by him at all.
"At least you worked so hard to show up in the Yao family, so until now, all the Yao family members have always felt that there is no way to forgive my mother for her choice back then. Ye Zhenzhen looked at Fan Junchu and expressed his attitude.
Her hostility towards Fan Junchu is something she has no choice to compromise.
Grandfather's previous words were completely on Fan Junchu's side.
"This matter, I didn't 'force' her to do it, I made that choice, as an adult, in fact, I should be able to bear the consequences of anything I did. Fan Junchu looked at Ye Zhenzhen, and the corners of his lips once again 'revealed' a slight smile: "That was her choice, I respect her choice, and what happened after that was actually something she could have foreseen before." β
"What kind of 'sexual' personality Uncle Yao and Aunt Yao have, that is known to everyone. β
"And the marriage contract between our two families has been set a long time ago. β
She knows what the consequences will be if she tears up this agreement. β
Fan Junchu said very lightly, and looked at Ye Zhenzhen's gaze very lightly: "If you blame me, isn't it unfair." β
"In this matter, there is naturally his right and wrong. However, even so, I would still choose to side with my mother. Ye Zhenzhen looked at Fan Junchu: "Before I met you, I actually imagined what you looked like countless times. β
"But after meeting you, I thought, I see. β
yes, I see.
It is this face, this temperament, that makes me feel that it is so unforgivable that he was let down.
"Even if you are standing next to my dad now, you may be the first thing everyone sees at first sight. β
Ye Changhao is actually the richest man in Qingcheng, the momentum of long-term killing and decisiveness, coupled with the unsightly facial features, and the long-term figure, the first feeling is that he is a public man.
That kind of momentum and demeanor, and a certain degree of 'fascination'.
But when Fan Junchu stands next to him, the first thing everyone notices may be Fan Junchu.
He obviously has a certain age, but he looks like he can't help but feel blurred about his age.
"You look more handsome, more temperamental, you look better. β
"Such a you, if you are the one who is let down, I am afraid that it will make people feel violent. β
"Especially, in the hearts of the Yao family. β
They are scholarly 'doors', so looking at Fan Junchu, who is so bookish, he must be more fond of it.
In this comparison, what has become of her father.
became the scum of how Yao Jing would choose.
A businessman who only smells of copper.
"So, what do you mean?" Fan Junchu looked at Ye Zhenzhen, and the smile on the corner of his mouth still maintained a decent arc: "I should look very sad and downright now." β
"Or, after so many years of not being married, should I be sad?"
Fan Junchu's words were also very gentle, but he showed the strength in his bones.
"I want to ask you, do you like my mother in this marriage contract?" Ye Zhenzhen looked at the man in front of him, and felt that he seemed to have a gentle mask on his face, which seemed to disappear in an occasional moment, but would continue to be worn soon.
After this questioning, the room fell silent.
There was a faint smile on the corner of Fan Junchu's mouth, and those eyes still looked deep, but they didn't seem to be able to see the bottom at all.
Before answering this question, he asked lightly: "Why do you ask like this?"
Yes, why do you ask like this, this is a question that Ye Zhenzhen didn't expect to ask before meeting Fan Junchu.
However, after seeing him again, she suddenly asked this question out of nowhere.
It was an instinctive intuition, and I felt that this Fan Junchu did not like his mother as much as he imagined, or in the mouth of his uncle.
If you really like it, how can you be so cold.
Yes, lukewarm.
There are no strong emotional ups and downs, even love and hate seem insignificant in front of him.
This kind of gentle indifference is actually even more frightening.
How could they think that Fan Junchu liked her mother and liked her for so many years.
If that's the case, how could he be so calm when he sees himself.
Even after she asked that sentence, Fan Junchu didn't have much emotion, that kind of indifference, it had reached the level of indifference.
"You don't like my mother, right?" Ye Zhenzhen already had eighty percent affirmation in his heart at this time, and with this cognition, the anger in his 'chest' burned again.
If so, then what the hell is her mother?!