Zhao Zheng: ......

How could it be different from what he expected?

looked at Xue Miaomiao thoughtfully, then at Zhao Han on the side, frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said indifferently: "Zhao Han, don't you care about your reputation?" ”

is a man who shouldn't care about his reputation, especially now Zhao Han can be regarded as a small success, Zhao Zheng doesn't think he can really ruin his reputation for Xue Miaomiao.

"Since the day my son knelt down and begged to enter Xue Miaomiao's house, my son has no reputation at all."

So, what does he care about fame?

As long as he can be with Xue Miaomiao, what is his cheek, and he can't keep Xue Miaomiao, what's the use of it?

"Now you can say that, but in the future, you will come into contact with more upper-class people, and if a reputation for unfilial piety spreads, it will do you all kinds of harm and no benefit."

Frowning tightly, Zhao Zheng glared at Zhao Han, who didn't care, and snorted angrily: "Don't blame your father for speaking badly, you don't care now, but when you really meet you in the future, you will know that what your father said today is for your good." ”

This bastard who doesn't eat oil and salt, why doesn't he know his good intentions?

"Let's really meet it, my son doesn't have a father, you have vision, I just want to see it in front of me, how to live a good life with Xue Miaomiao, is what my son wants to think about the most now, as for what others want to say, it has nothing to do with me."

He doesn't talk to others, as long as Xue Miaomiao doesn't care, why should he care about other people?

“…… Hello do it yourself. ”

After talking for a long time, Zhao Zheng felt tired, rolled his eyes speechlessly, dropped a sentence angrily, and left here, he was afraid that if he stayed for a while, he would be angry with these two people.

"Miao Miao, I'm sorry."

He caused trouble for Xue Miaomiao again, and Zhao Han was also a little depressed in his heart, and his apologetic voice was muffled.

"Good guy, what are you apologies to me?"

Rolling his eyes funny and speechless, Xue Miaomiao looked at Zhao Han who was depressed helplessly, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and chuckled: "Okay, this matter is not your fault, you did a good job, I am very satisfied, you don't have to blame yourself here, I'm hungry, go cook, if you're hungry, then you should blame yourself." ”

In her opinion, this matter really has nothing to do with Zhao Han, he is unlucky to meet such a pair of superb parents, if she hadn't come to rescue him, he would have burped before the age of eighteen, how could it be a miserable word?

It was not Xue Miaomiao's expectation that it would be used as a target, so how could Zhao Han be blamed?

"I'm going to cook now."

Helplessly and amusedly glanced at Xue Miaomiao, Zhao Han chuckled, didn't say anything, turned around and went into the kitchen, his heart was warm and bruised, and his eyebrows couldn't help but be dyed with a smile.

The other side.

As soon as Zhao Zheng returned home, he met his wife's angry gaze, and then a sharp voice sounded in his ears: "Zhao Zheng, you have to give me an explanation." ”

It's okay to be scolded in public for no reason, or in front of the vixen, how can she be embarrassed?

"I warn you, don't provoke Xue Miaomiao again."

Hearing this, Zhao Zheng's face was also ugly, staring at his wife gloomily, and speaking coldly.

"Why?"

Sensing Zhao Zheng's coldness, Zhao's mother shivered, as if she was drenched in a basin of ice water, and after calming down, she looked at her husband in confusion and begged for an explanation......