140. The human heart is self-determined
Ye Tingying walked over, sat on the sofa casually, looked at Chen Fan face to face, and asked in a deep voice, "Why don't you go home these days?" â
If Lu Feng is the filial son of the twenty-four filial pieties, Chen Fan is the wave of upside down and hanging. Brother Zi, it can't be said that he is not filial, but he usually has a hippie smile in front of outsiders, and when he comes home, he often quarrels with his old mother and fights with his old father.
Chen Fan took the sketch on the wine table, rolled it up, and smiled hippiely, "President, you are too lenient, how can you take care of this matter?" â
He really didn't understand why Youjia wanted to run away, and he was just arguing with his parents again, Ye Tingying pulled the sketch, said in a stern tone, "Don't come to the hippie smile, your mother is very worried about you, and made countless calls to Guanyin and Lu Feng, don't do it too much." â
Chen Fan wanted to snatch back the sketch, "President, leave me alone, my mother is forced to marry a daughter-in-law, I don't want to go home, those women are not suitable for me." â
Don't let it be snatched, Ye Tingying raised the sketch high and raised it above his head, "Don't rob it, or tear it up!" Do you want to marry a daughter-in-law, this is your freedom, not under my control, but hurry home and explain your whereabouts, don't let your mother call Guanyin and Lu Feng again. â
Lu Feng couldn't persuade people to go home, and it was not convenient to inform Chen's mother of Chen's whereabouts, so he had to ask him for help, he had already said it several times, his ears were calloused, Chen Fan was not willing to listen to people's persuasion, but he was willing to follow his orders, and he had not violated the rules.
I had long guessed that Lu Feng's guy would be unrighteous, but this time it was too much, knowing that he didn't like to be forced to go on a blind date and entertain perfunctorily, this time he actually sent his boss to lobby, and it wouldn't work if he didn't go home, those women had to try to get rid of him;
Looking at the sketch, I was worried that my boss would find out what was going on in my mind. Chen Fan's heartbeat accelerated, he was anxious, well, his face was full of helplessness, he put away his hippie smile, raised his hand in surrender, and promised, "Alas, then I'll go back, president." You give me back the stuff first. â
Seeing that the other party agreed, there was no need to talk nonsense, and he nodded with satisfaction. Hearing this, Ye Tingying immediately frowned, looked at the sketch, and said unhappily, "You kid has nothing to do all day long, and recently stayed here to paint?" I'll see what I've drawn. â
Which pot is not opened, which pot is mentioned. Chen Fan complained bitterly. If you want to snatch it back, you will defend yourself urgently. "President, don't look at it. I didn't draw anything. â
Ye Tingying moved neatly, and had already unfolded the sketch, and there was no pen sketch on it. There is an old photo cut out;
This old photo, to the touch, feels very smooth, without wrinkles, it is estimated that it has been preserved, it has long been plasticized, clear, not yellowed, the character in it is a little girl about ten years old, standing next to the pool, wearing a one-piece flat corner white swimsuit;
The little girl covered her eyes and cried, her little white hands, chubby calves, and her whole body skin were very snow-white, snow-white and as smooth and delicate as milk, with a handsome little nose, a pink little mouth like cherry blossoms, and a fleshy little hand raised;
This girl is too familiar, he was also there back then, Ye Tingying's face changed suddenly, "It's my wife!" Chen Fan, where did you get this? â
The boss's face changed, Chen Fan's last hope was shattered, and he explained urgently, "President, an old friend of my mother, that aunt was a teacher in the Haisha Children's Palace back then, and she happened to save a lot of old photos of the swimming competition that year, and I cut it when I saw it." â
Ignoring it, Ye Tingying carefully stroked the old photo, took care of herself, recalled, and said in a deep voice, "Well, she was only 11 years old back then, and she was very fat, right?" In the mixed swimming competition held by the Children's Palace, Zijie was also there, and the semi-final results also lost to her. â
"Zijie's kid likes to play in the water the most, and he grew up in his own pool since he was a child, and he was the most powerful swimmer in the primary school area of our school at that time, and he won trophies repeatedly, but he couldn't even win a chubby girl, he said that it was very embarrassing to lose the game."
"Zijie is not angry, and he is afraid to go for fear of losing the game, so in order to vent his anger for Zijie, before the finals, I asked the three juniors to hide at the bottom of the swimming lane dedicated to her competition, with an oxygen mask, holding a water gun and constantly spraying water on the water surface, and the water surface is bubbling."
"My wife was scared and cried on the spot when she saw it, saying that the water in this pool was so hot that it was open, whether there was a monster, she was really not fat, and she cried as noisy as thunder, and her shoulders were also coaxed, no coach dared to come forward to persuade her, and the more she persuaded, the louder she cried."
"In the end, it was her grandmother and Su Wenze who bought a lot of snow rice balls for her, and kept coaxing that there were monsters that had also been driven away, and she could continue to compete if she was fine, so she broke into tears and smiled, and her smile was very bright, glutton, no wonder she was so fat-"
In fact, he had heard of this before, and it was estimated that this was the memory of the first meeting between the boss and his wife, or only the memory, so he was particularly impressed, and he remembered it extraordinarily, and he had the opportunity to talk to others in detail, how could his boss ever be so concerned about a woman.
The woman changed his boss's hard-hearted heart and transformed his heart so soft, Chen Fan's eyes were complicated, and he asked respectfully, "President, do you want this?" Xiaoque was indeed very fat back then, and he could still enter the finals with such a fat face, but he didn't know how to swim. â
Ye Tingying directly tore off the old photo that was glued to the sketch, and returned the blank sketch to the other party, "Yes, I've always wanted to find her chubby photo back then, but I can't find it, it takes no effort to get it, what a coincidence, you have it, Chen Fan, thank you." â
After a pause, he raised his eyebrows, "Chen Fan, you don't want to marry a daughter-in-law, shouldn't it be because of my wife?" Like women like her too? â
This unexpected question made Chen Fan's eyes widen instantly, he was extremely stunned, sneered, looked embarrassed, and waved his hand in a hurry, "President, don't make this kind of joke, how can I like her, cut it out, I just think that Xiaoque was very fat at that time, which is very funny." â
How could I like her? The other party's expression was like being poked by someone, he looked uncomfortable, Ye Tingying's dark eyes flashed with unfathomable coldness, word by word, and asked, "Chen Fan, why do you want to explain so much, just ask if you like women like my wife and her, not her." â
That's right, he didn't hear it very clearly, and after listening to the first half of the sentence, he was in a hurry to cover it up, Chen Fan was speechless for a while, and he was embarrassed by the boss's bright and cold eyes, and shook his head and said, "I don't like it, I don't like this kind of woman, I just think Xiaoque's smile is very beautiful." â
The explanation is to cover up, this line, now he also feels a little reasonable, thinking of the other party's conversation and laughter when he was with his wife many times, Ye Tingying's face became more and more ugly, "That's it, Chen Fan, it's useless for you to explain now, she never likes you, there is really no suitable marriage partner?" (To be continued.) (LīŧˇXīŧŗīŧīŧīŧã īŧŖīŧ¯īŧ))>