As Yang Ting said, Yang Caiwei knows that her father still loves her mother, but she also agrees with the saying that not all lovers will become dependents.

She doesn't blame her parents for not being able to give her a complete family, she's not a teenager who doesn't know how to understand adults, and she's not a soap opera who never understands what real life is like and puts herself at the center of the whole world. 、

It is not a sin for parents to divorce, whether it is marriage or love, it is a matter between two people, and it is not that the whole world must owe her if her parents divorce.

Yang Caiwei has understood this truth since before her parents divorced, so she can accept it calmly, but this does not mean that she is willing to see her marriage the same as the marriage between her parents, and finally enter the palace of death.

After the age of hoping that her love is as beautiful and enviable as a fairy tale, Yang Caiwei understands that in fact, many times life, like love and marriage, does not need to be vigorous, and ordinary people are the most reassuring truth.

"Dad is not against you being with Huchen, the reason why I mention the example of failure between Dad and Mom is also because I hope you can cherish the happiness in front of you, it is not a warning." Yang Ting looked at his daughter in front of him and smiled.

"I still have some scruples, after all, I have known him for too short a time, but I still decided to cultivate him slowly, maybe a few years, maybe longer, all in all, I made up my mind to identify this heir after I saw that he really had you in his heart, Cai Wei, Dad believes in your vision, just like when your mother found me in the sea of people, I believe that you can also find a man with greater potential than me at the beginning." Yang Ting took a sip of the slightly cold teacup, and the bitter tea slid into his throat, because it became cold, the sweetness after the bitterness came very slowly, but on the contrary, the aroma of tea that penetrated into the heart and spleen was stronger.

Yang Ting didn't speak again, Yang Caiwei saw her father who seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed, and he didn't have a chance to speak, but just left the garden with a full stomach.

Eyelids raised slightly, looking at the back of his daughter leaving, Yang Ting finally sighed, just like when talking to Zhao Huchen, in the face of his daughter Yang Ting did not say all his plans, originally planned to help Zhao Huchen to the throne and then give his daughter a card that could restrain Zhao Huchen, but after today, Yang Ting gave up this seemingly unrealistic idea.

Zhao Huchen is like a tiger, if he doesn't interfere between two men and women, he may be able to get a better ending than him and his wife, but if he intervenes, he will put a collar around the neck of this tiger that has not yet grown up and hand it to his daughter, I am afraid that he will be burned by the time.

The world is unpredictable, the world changes in time, Yang Ting turned his head to look at the pot of Tang Fengyu gently swaying in the breeze, frowned and fell into silence.

Walking back to the front hall and looking at the empty living room, Yang Caiwei's heart suddenly felt unspeakably uncomfortable and empty.

Yang Caiwei suddenly found that she missed Zhao Huchen very much, and now she especially wanted to get into Zhao Huchen's not too wide but very thick arms, which were very warm and warm, and the sense of security that made people feel at ease would dispel her current feeling of emptiness and discomfort.

A pair of arms wrapped around Yang Caiwei's back, gently and gently wrapping around Yang Caiwei's small waist, just as Yang Caiwei expected, with a down-to-earth sense of security and warmth.

"Bad guys." Yang Caiwei pouted, even in front of her father, she had to pretend to be strong, but there was no reason to insist in front of this man's gentle and sad eyes, the strong ones that fell apart were scattered all over the place, and all that was left was cowardice with choking.

Zhao Huchen hugged the girl in his arms tightly, so that her slightly trembling body could really feel her body temperature, sighed, and Zhao Huchen whispered in her ear, "What's wrong?" ”

Yang Caiwei shook her head, didn't say why she suddenly felt sad, just hugged Zhao Huchen tightly, as if she was holding everything about herself.

"Will you not want me?" Yang Caiwei asked in a choked voice.

"No, it won't." Zhao Huchen picked up Yang Caiwei's pitiful soft face, her eyes were slightly red, her eyes were crystal dripping, and she stretched out her hand to smooth the slightly scattered hair, Zhao Huchen's smile was as gentle as ever, and there was a warm power that made Yang Caiwei die.

"Even if you don't want me anymore, I will die on you, I just want you to rely on you!" Yang Caiwei wiped a handful of tears fiercely, and the remaining tear stains on the side of her eyes made her look extremely weak, and once again threw herself into Zhao Huchen's arms, muttering that she would never let go.

Zhao Huchen hugged the girl who gradually calmed down in his arms, this girl who was originally unrelated to himself could actually have her own more ordinary life, but she chose herself, he had no power and no power, he never thought that he could have any intersection with a girl like Yang Caiwei in this city, but now he knows very well that when he saw this girl crying because she couldn't find him in the crowd by the car door, when this girl with five fingers who didn't touch the spring water burned her hands in order to decoct medicine for herself, When the girl with soot on her face walked into her room with Chinese medicine with a look of excitement and excitement, the ending between the two was already doomed.

Over the weekend, the agreement between Zhao Huchen and Han Calligraphy and Painting came as scheduled.

Before going out, Yang Caiwei, who originally liked to stick to Zhao Huchen's side the most, magically did not propose to go to Han's house with Zhao Huchen, and after learning that Zhao Huchen had been making up for his driving skills these days, Yang Caiwei generously handed Zhao Huchen the key to his beloved Renault, and finally Zhao Huchen still chose an Audi A6 parked in the Yang family's garage.

The Yang family has a lot of cars, Rao is has also seen a lot of the world during this time, but when Zhao Huchen saw a row of luxury cars in the Yang family's garage, he was still shocked, the biggest ** of men is nothing more than beauties, and other things that can inspire men's possessiveness are firearms and weapons that advocate violence, as well as luxury cars.

Owning a luxury car with a beautiful wife in the car is a goal that many men have been striving for all their lives.

And now, Zhao Huchen seems to have reached it easily.

Yang Ting himself likes to drive a Cadillac, and the XTS that Zhao Huchen sat in before is also a signboard in Pearl, and there are countless people who can afford to buy Cadillac XTS in Pearl, but few people buy it, and even if they do, they rarely drive it, just because they are avoidant.

In comparison, the Audi A6 is indeed the most low-key car.

The reason why Zhao Huchen chose it was not to be low-key for the sake of low-key, but purely like its ease of use, and it is indeed the most suitable car for novices.

Yang Caiwei stood at the door of the garage and watched Zhao Huchen leave, looking at the dusty Audi taillights, Yang Caiwei felt a little melancholy in her heart, originally thought that Zhao Huchen would give her a farewell kiss or something before leaving, but in the end she still looked forward to the current disappointment, this Nizi endured not to be coquettish, just wanted to see if Zhao Huchen would be conscious, but the big wood was not aware at all, and Yang Caiwei, who was melancholy and disappointed, was about to turn around and walk back to the villa, but saw an Audi going all the way back along the road.

Soon, the car stopped in front of Yang Caiwei, and the window rolled down, and it was Zhao Huchen's face with a strong frivolous atmosphere.

It's not earth-shattering, but it's very tasteful.

Yang Caiwei, who was deliberately holding a straight face, saw this very charming face, and the soft arc of the slightly raised corners of her mouth still revealed her true thoughts in her heart.

"I know you like to eat xiaolongbao on Qibao Old Street, do you want me to bring you a few cages back?" Zhao Huchen chuckled.

Yang Caiwei blinked her eyes, her little face came to Zhao Huchen, leaned over and laughed: "As long as you bring it, I like it, and how do you know that I like to eat xiaolongbao on Qibao Old Street?" ”

"Your dad will bring back a few cages every once in a while, and those cages of xiaolongbao will not survive for ten minutes at most after they reach you, how can I not know?" Zhao Huchen said with a wicked smile.

Yang Caiwei's pretty face was slightly red, and her face, which was already pink because of joy and happiness, was even more feminine, and she glared at Zhao Huchen very ineffectively, raised her little fist and said, "Hurry up and go, don't get in the way of Miss Ben's eyes!" ”

Watching Zhao Huchen leave with satisfaction, Yang Caiwei wrinkled her nose and jumped back to the villa.

A top luxury car like Rolls-Royce Bentley doesn't blink when it comes out of the Purple Garden, and the security guards in the security booth who just symbolically stand at the gate of the Purple Garden will not feel strange, and Zhao Huchen swaggers out of the Purple Garden to make people look sideways, but these security guards don't have the so-called disdain and ridicule, and a dog that comes out of the Purple Garden in this year of laughing at the poor and not smiling at the prostitute has the qualifications to stand on the head of their security guards. Driving an Audi A6 in Ziyuan, which is not shabby in the eyes of ordinary people, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is more emotional, and the taste of rich people is special.

Han Shushu's home is on the outskirts of the city, and the straight-line distance from Sheshan is about 40 kilometers, in fact, he didn't even have a driver's license when he drove on the road for the first time, and even the ignition and start were only theoretical knowledge, but fortunately, this sense of rustiness about the steering wheel gradually faded after half an hour of starting.

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