Chapter 9 I'm afraid he has already been plotting something bad

"Whose phone number?"

Zheng Xingguo's wife Qu Chunyan saw her husband answering a phone call with a smile on his face and asked curiously.

"My daughter called and said she bought me a jacket and sent it to me right now." Zheng Xingguo said with a smile, "You are indeed my sweet little girl. You even know how to buy clothes for your dad. That's great. Daddy doesn't love you in vain."

Qu Chunyan rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "Don't be too happy too soon. As the saying goes, no one comes to the temple for no reason. There must be something else waiting for you here."

"Yo yo yo."

"My daughter is so good to me, are you jealous?" Zheng Xingguo looked at his wife's slightly angry expression and said with a smile on his face.

"I'm thankful that she didn't piss me off to death!" Qu Chunyan curled her lips and said angrily, "She's already over 30 years old and hasn't even found a boyfriend. She always makes excuses. If I want to say a few words to her, she'll turn her face away."

As soon as the words fell,
She reached out and pinched her husband's waist hard.

"It's all your fault!"

"My daughter has become what she is today because of you, as her father, who spoiled her!" Qu Chunyan shouted angrily.

Facing his wife's accusation, Zheng Xingguo was speechless, because that was the fact. He smiled awkwardly: "Okay, okay. She will find a man eventually, but she hasn't met him yet. When she does, I think Xiaoru will get married."

"Humph."

"You'll be on her side."

Qu Chunyan let go of her hand and glared at her husband fiercely.

After an unknown amount of time, the doorbell rang. Zheng Xingguo knew that his daughter had come, so he quickly got up and opened the door.

"dad."

"The clothes I bought for you."

Seeing her father, Zheng Yanru handed the bag in her hand to him.

"Good good."

Taking the bag from his daughter, Zheng Xingguo smiled like an old father and said, "Come in and sit for a while. Your mother and I are watching TV."

"No."

"I have something else to do tomorrow so I won't come in. Please talk to my mom."

After Zheng Yanru finished speaking, she turned around and left. After getting into her car, she stepped on the accelerator and drove away at high speed.

"Where's my daughter?"

Qu Chunyan saw that only her husband was there, but her daughter was nowhere to be seen. She asked in confusion, "Are they leaving now?"

"She has something to do tomorrow, so she won't come in to sit."

Zheng Xingguo returned to the sofa with the bag, glanced at his wife, and said earnestly: "Look at you. You have forced your daughter to not come in. There must be a bottom line for forcing marriage. In recent years, many parents have forced their children to death because of forced marriage. You know it."

Qu Chunyan pursed her lips and said angrily: "Do you think I want this? Do you think I am willing to do this? You don't care about anything and leave all the problems to me, and then ask me to take responsibility when something goes wrong. Fine! From now on, I will no longer care about my daughter's marriage. You take care of it!"

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"Why do you get angry after hearing just two words from you?"

Seeing that his wife was about to give up, Zheng Xingguo had no choice but to give up. He opened the shopping bag in his hand, took out a brand new jacket from it, and praised it highly: "Not bad, not bad, it's the style I like."

While talking,
Get up and try it on.

"what?"

"Something is wrong, very wrong!"

"Why is this jacket so small?"

Although Zheng Xingguo hadn't put it on yet, he already felt that the size was wrong when he got it in his hand. He couldn't help but wonder, "Even if my daughter got the size wrong, it shouldn't be so wrong."

"Let me see."

Qu Chunyan took the jacket, looked at it carefully, and then looked at her husband's fat body, muttering to herself: "It doesn't look like it was bought specifically for you. On the contrary, this one is more suitable for a young man."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qu Chunyan suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said to her husband, "Is it possible that this jacket was originally bought by Xiaoru for a young man, but because of something else, this jacket was given to you?"

"You mean"

"Our daughter has a man?" Zheng Xingguo asked in disbelief.

"I'm just saying maybe."

Qu Chunyan looked at the jacket in her hand and said meaningfully, "I'll find a chance to get a hold of her."

Zheng Yanru returned to her home and saw Yu Xiaocheng still slumped on the sofa, but the blanket that was originally covering him had fallen to the ground. She walked silently towards the sofa, bent down to pick up the blanket and covered him with it, then picked up his mobile phone and unlocked it with his fingerprint.

I found my best friend’s WeChat and started typing a message.

Yu Xiaocheng: Mom, I’m not going home tonight.

After sending,

Zheng Yanru bit her lips tightly, her brows full of guilt towards her best friend.

Sister Fang Fang.
My sister didn't lie to you on purpose, it was because of me. Anyway, if you forgive me again, I won't lie to you again.

At this time,

Yu Xiaocheng's cell phone rang, and her best friend called directly to ask about her.

Don't dare to answer.
Zheng Yanru hung up silently.

Yu Xiaocheng: It’s not convenient for me to answer the phone now. I will explain it to you tomorrow.

Subsequently,

Zheng Yanru helped Yu Xiaocheng turn off the phone, turned around and walked towards the bathroom. Just a moment later, the sound of running water was heard from the bathroom.

When the pretty rich woman came out again, she had changed into a light pink nightgown made of gauze. She took light steps, carrying her heavy body, and tremblingly returned to the sofa in the living room and sat next to Yu Xiaocheng.

Looking at him quietly, looking at this handsome, strong and handsome young man, I couldn't help but feel waves rising in my heart.

——I will marry you, you marry me!

The words he once said to me echoed in my mind. Combined with what Sister Fangfang said today, I was afraid that the little scoundrel had been planning something bad for a long time.

"Do you really like it?"

"Or do you just want to covet your aunt's body?"

Zheng Yanru reached out and pinched her best friend's son's face, and questioned him angrily.

It’s no wonder Zheng Yanru had this idea, because Chu Fang said that her son liked older but plump women, and she happened to meet this standard perfectly.

Back to your bedroom,
Zheng Yanru tossed and turned in bed, not feeling sleepy at all. Every time she closed her eyes, a feeling of guilt towards her best friend would sweep over her body.

Think about it
Zheng Yanru picked up her phone, found a number and called.

"Hey?"

"What can I do for you, beautiful CEO?"

A playful woman's voice came from the phone.

"Hardworking."

"Is there anyone around you?" Zheng Yanru asked in a low voice.

"I'm home alone." Song Qinqin said softly, "What's the matter?"

"I want to ask a question."

Zheng Yanru bit her lip and whimpered, "I have a friend who got a marriage certificate with her best friend's son, and she kept it a secret from her best friend."

Speaking of which,
He asked cautiously, "Do you think my friend is a bad one?"

(End of this chapter)