Chapter 137: Wasted

"You're a tyrannical thing!" Zheng Yunan was the first to recover from the shock, looked at Bai Jinchen and shook his head and sighed, "Jinchen, even if you have no feelings for her, such a daughter-in-law with outstanding temperament, excellent appearance and a kind heart will not wronged you." Now that you're married, why don't you live a good life with her, and you're still entangled with Jiang Xiushu and making scandals all day long? ”

Zheng Yunan's words fell, and Yezun, who had rarely found out, immediately picked up the conversation, and comforted him quite earnestly as a person who came over: "Feelings can be cultivated the day after tomorrow!" Look at Yunqing, although he and Miss Mu have no emotional foundation, the two of them are not quite happy now. I've known Yunqing for ten years, and I've never seen him so happy as tonight. ”

Chu Yunqing hugged Luo Luo on the sofa and sat down, then pricked a piece of honeydew melon with a small silver fork and handed it to her, then looked at Bai Jinchen with his head down and a solemn face, "Although I haven't had a deep chat with Shen Fanxing, but during this period of contact with her, I can conclude that she is a gentle and virtuous woman, and I always feel that she is more suitable for you than Jiang Xiuzhu------"

Chu Yunqing felt a little grateful to Shen Fanxing in his heart, he had always wanted to thank Shen Fanxing for taking care of Luo Luo over the years, but giving her financial subsidies was undoubtedly humiliating her, and at the same time, it was also humiliating himself and Nuanyang.

Her relationship with Nuan Yang is just like his relationship with Bai Jinchen, Zheng Yunan and others, it is already a friend of life and death, and it cannot be measured by money.

Because that's priceless.

Now that he knows that she is the wife of his good brother, he really wants them to reunite and live a good life.

Shen Fanxing has found a happy home, and Nuan Yang will be happy.

At that moment, Bai Jinchen naturally listened to the persuasion of his good brother, but he did not listen to it in his heart.

For Shen Fanxing, he didn't hate her in the first five years, he just regarded her as his sister, but later his grandfather forced him to marry her, and he gradually hated her, and finally developed into hatred.

He and her are really inseparable!

always met her unexpectedly when it seemed most impossible, and had a little relationship with her.

Just when Bai Jinchen was silent and contemplating while listening to his friend's teachings, his mobile phone suddenly rang.

It was Jiang Xiuzhu's agent who called.

Bai Jinchen didn't think much about it, and immediately answered the phone.

I don't know what the other party said, his expression became more and more heavy, and he hurriedly got up and walked towards the door without waiting to hang up the phone, and in his hurry, he didn't even hear Chu Yunqing ask him, 'What's wrong'.

Hearing the movement here, the three little women who were chatting on the garden balcony suddenly turned around and saw Bai Jinchen open the door and leave anxiously.

Mu Nuanyang frowned slightly and looked at Shen Fanxing beside him. However, Shen Fanxing had already withdrawn his gaze from the door, and looked at Shang Mu Nuanyang with a light smile and an indifferent face.

Shen Fanxing was too calm, as if that man really had nothing to do with her.

She was too calm, but it made Mu Nuanyang worry about her more and more.

Sometimes the calmer the performance, the more tormented the heart.

Not long after Bai Jinchen left, Luo Luo was a little sleepy, leaning on Chu Yunqing's arms like a lazy kitten, seeing this situation, Zheng Yunan proposed to go back to their respective homes.

When they were about to separate, Zheng Yunan and Shangguan Xiao stared at Chu Yunqing with a wicked smile on their faces for two seconds, and joked in unison: "Go back quickly, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold!" ”

Chu Yunqing carefully hugged his baby daughter and got up, and sighed secretly------ even if the Spring Festival was worth ten thousand gold, it would have to be wasted.