Chapter 27 Could this rich woman be you?

When Zheng Yanru saw Chu Fang standing outside the door, she was instantly frightened and her legs could hardly stand. She took several steps back, holding onto the wall beside her, with a hint of despair in her fear and anxiety.

How to do?How to do?
Standing at the door was Sister Fangfang. Did she hear some rumors and come here specifically to catch someone cheating?

At this moment, the pretty rich woman had no idea what to do. Her clever brain also stopped working. Her heart almost broke when she thought about being caught by her best friend in a room alone with her son. But since the problem had already occurred, she couldn't avoid it and could only bite the bullet and solve it.

But then again, isn't this an opportunity? First of all, Yu Xiaocheng ran away from home. In other words, he was driven out by his best friend. As Yu Xiaocheng's aunt, how could I bear to see him wandering on the streets? Taking him home to live is both emotional and reasonable, and it is the highest point of morality and emotion.
This way.
Why did Sister Fangfang doubt? What was her basis for doubt? She was too grateful to express it!
And
And this had happened before, and in the future...even if she happened to find herself alone with his son in a room again, she would not think about that aspect.

The pretty rich woman took a deep breath, turned her head and looked at Yu Xiaocheng who was sitting on the sofa, then winked at him and whispered, "Your mother is at the door."

Yu Xiaocheng, who was eating glutinous rice balls, was startled when he heard Zheng Yanru's voice as thin as a mosquito. Then he stood up suddenly and subconsciously wanted to run away, but he stopped suddenly after taking a few steps.

No, no!

Why do I feel guilty about having an affair?
There shouldn't be any problem running away from home and staying at Aunt Zheng's house for one night, right?

Yu Xiaocheng returned to his seat silently, eating the glutinous rice balls in his bowl calmly, and nodded at the pretty rich woman at the door. When the two looked at each other, they reached a kind of tacit understanding in silence.

Zheng Yanru took a deep breath, stepped forward and gently grasped the door handle, then slowly opened the door. Looking at her best friend who looked exhausted, she pretended to be surprised and asked in confusion, "Sister? Why are you here?"

"Miss you"

"I just came over to chat with you."

Chu Fang smiled gently and then went into her best friend's home.

As soon as she walked into the house, she saw a young man sitting in the living room, eating dumplings in front of him and staring at her.

For a time,

Chu Fang was stunned, but soon came to her senses. She said angrily with a dark face, "You little brat, why don't you stay at a nice hotel and come to disturb your Aunt Zheng."

Yu Xiaocheng didn't say anything. Zheng Yanru walked up to her, gently took her friend's arm, and said softly, "Sister, you misunderstood Xiaocheng. I was the one who brought him here. As his aunt, I couldn't bear to let him wander the streets, so I called him right away and took him home."

Speaking of which,
Zheng Yanru pursed her lips and said apologetically: "Sister, I didn't mean to hide it from you, I just..."

Before the rich lady could finish her words, Chu Fang gently held her jade hand and said earnestly: "You don't have to explain so much, I understand everything in my heart. Xiaoru, I don't know how to thank you. Without you, this family would probably fall apart."

"Nothing."

"Sister, you are making fun of me again." Zheng Yanru replied hesitantly with embarrassment on her face.

at the same time,

Yu Xiaocheng was sitting at the dining table, eating the few remaining dumplings in the bowl, staring at his confused mother, and secretly complaining in his heart that those were all things of the past, and now your best friend has already...took me away from you.

But there is something to say
This rich woman's acting skills are quite impressive. Look at how she doesn't blush or feel nervous, and how she's talking so caringly and lovingly about her best friend. She's as good as an Oscar-winning actress.

Chu Fang smiled at her bestie, then turned to look at her son and said unhappily, "Have you finished eating? Have you taken a bath?"

"Um"

Yu Xiaocheng nodded and responded casually.

"Then go to bed quickly. Send your Aunt Zheng to work tomorrow. You will be her exclusive driver from now on. You must listen to your Aunt Zheng and don't do anything stupid!" Chu Fang warned unhappily.

"Ouch."

"Even if you don't say it, I know it." Yu Xiaocheng curled his lips, silently got up, took the bowl and walked into the kitchen, then walked alone towards the second bedroom. When he closed the door, the two sisters were the only ones left in the huge living room.

Seeing that her son was gone, Chu Fang reached out and gently pinched her best friend's waist, and said unhappily: "You, you... why are you so confused? Although you are Cheng Cheng's aunt, you can't bring her home. If your husband finds out, it will easily cause misunderstandings!"

"Won't."

"As long as you don't misunderstand, sister." Zheng Yanru pursed her lips and answered slowly.

"What could I misunderstand? What is there to misunderstand? Did I misunderstand that you and Cheng Cheng were having an affair? I'm not crazy." Chu Fang laughed unhappily, and then continued: "I just said it casually, don't take it seriously. Anyway, this is what I mean. Don't bring any men home in the future, including Cheng Cheng."

Why is the situation different from what I imagined?
The pretty rich woman opened her mouth, the words lingered for a long time, then she swallowed them back silently and muttered, "Okay, okay. I'll listen to you."

"now it's right."

Chu Fang nodded with satisfaction, looked at another bowl on the table, and asked, "Did he cook it?"

"I was a little hungry, so Xiaocheng cooked some dumplings for me." While the pretty rich woman was making up lies, she did not forget to help Yu Xiaocheng.

"He has a conscience!"

Chu Fang held her best friend's arm tightly and asked curiously, "Where is your husband? Why doesn't he live with you?"

"still reading."

Zheng Yanru replied in a murmur.

"Ouch!"

"My dear mother!"

Chu Fang showed a hint of shock on her face, winked at her bestie, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be so tender? You little hoof are really good!"

Zheng Yanru's face was flushed with embarrassment, and she couldn't help but glance at the second bedroom. She bit her red lips and said softly, "That's enough, sister. Don't make fun of me anymore. If you make fun of me again, I'll get a divorce."

"Go, go, go."

Chu Fang said angrily: "But are you willing to give it up?"

"I"

"I"

"Oh! Okay, okay, don't ask me these anymore." Zheng Yanru pulled her best friend to sit on the sofa, pressed her body tightly against her, and snuggled up to her.

"sister?"

"Will you forgive someone who hurt you?" Zheng Yanru asked casually.

"Uh"

Chu Fang replied: "It depends on what hurts me."

The pretty rich woman hesitated and said softly, "Let me give you an analogy. If there is a rich woman next to you and she snatches Xiao Cheng away from you, what will you do?"

Chu Fang looked at her and said jokingly, "This rich woman is not you, right?"

(End of this chapter)