The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

After hearing Chen Zhen's words, Chen Zhong felt tenderness in his heart, put his arms around her shoulders and said, "With me here, no one can bully you."

When Wang Jing saw Chen Zhen just now, surprise flashed in his eyes.

Even though she has come into contact with many beautiful beauties and practiced charm, they are not half as beautiful as the woman in front of her.

The other party seems to exist in the painting, every place has been meticulously crafted, and it is perfect...

No wonder, Chen Chongneng woke up quickly. It turned out that there was such a stunning beauty by his side.

"Mr. Chen, it seems that I was the one who was abrupt just now."

Others also have Wang Jing's thoughts, and some even dare not face her beauty.

Zhou Da suddenly smiled meaningfully: "Chen Zhong, is this your woman?"

"Daughter," Chen Chong said, "it's not convenient to explain some of the problems, it's not because of your misunderstanding."

"I believe you." Zhou Da nodded, and then said, "All those who chased Dianzhu Chen's daughter just now stand up."

No matter male or female servants or guards, they took a step forward, showing fear, knowing that they would be punished.

"Everyone breaks a leg and apologizes to Dianzhu Chen." Zhou Da's tone was quite flat.

"Eldest son, Dianzhu Chen, we didn't know she was your daughter..."

"Please spare us this time, we will never do it again."

Several guards stepped forward and were about to hold them down.

Chen Zhong hurriedly said: "No, this is... my daughter broke in, so don't punish me."

Zhou Da hummed and said, "Don't thank Dianzhu Chen?"

"Thank you Dianzhu Chen for your forgiveness."

"Thank you, Palace Master Chen..."

Several people nodded their heads quickly.

Chen Zhong felt helpless, knowing that he was following Zhou Da's way, no matter whether he would really break his subordinate's leg or not.

But if he didn't stop him, it would prove Zhou Da's ineffective discipline and it was his responsibility.

If you do this, then admit that it is Chen Zhen's fault, and you are equivalent to being restrained by him, besides, Zhou Da still doesn't look right at Chen Zhen...

"Okay, Chen Zhong, you can wait in the car first, I will come later." Zhou Da said.

"Okay, let's go." Chen Zhong left with his arms around Chen Zhen.

"Eldest son, that Dianzhu Chen's daughter is not an ordinary character, he probably didn't tell the truth." The king who was chasing before said.

"Oh?" Zhou Da asked, "Is there anything special about her? Apart from being pretty, she seems to have a problem with her intelligence."

"This is the suspicious point. Her behavior should not be fake," Wang Wang said, "But when I grabbed her just now, I slapped her, and she was fine, but I was so shocked that my blood surged." Down."

"Really?" Zhou Da seemed to be thinking about something, "This is a bit interesting, check her details."

"Yes!" The king replied.

Wang Jing came to him and asked, "Why is the eldest son interested in watching opera today?"

Zhou Da smiled and said, "Of course I became interested because of Chen Zhong."

Wang Jing was puzzled, "Does Chen Zhong like to watch it?"

"I don't know if he likes it or not, but I know he will meet an opponent who hates him today," Zhou Dao said, "I will set a fire for him, so that their family disputes will be more chaotic and fierce. Get Chen Shanhai ready..."

on the car.

Chen Zhong asked puzzledly, "How did you get out? You still know I'm here."

Chen Zhen smiled and said: "Uncle Dequan asked people to play chess with me, but they were too stupid and wanted to look at me, so I played hide-and-seek and sneaked out. At that time, I felt my heart hurt so much. , I know Dad is suffering, so I want to come to you..."

Chen Zhong felt very strange, does telepathy really exist?
Otherwise, how could she feel when she was undergoing surgery and enduring severe pain?When she feels bad, does he feel bad too?

"Don't run out to look for me next time. Did you hear that there are so many bad people outside? I'll go home then. If I can't find you, what do you want me to do?"

"No!" Chen Zhen hugged his arm and said, "I will definitely find you!"

Chen Chongdao: "If I reach the sky, can you find it too? Can you still fly?"

"I can fly!" Chen Zhen squeezed his fists, his face puffed up, and he made a gesture of flying.

Chen Zhong was depressed today, but she was quite happy today, pinching her face and said: "You are a little pig flying in the sky."

"Hmph, hum, hum..." Chen Zhen imitated it, and leaned on it, "I'm Peppa Pig."

"Hahaha." Chen Zhong couldn't help laughing again, and suddenly disappeared again.

Because there were screams not far away, it seemed to be from the servants.

Zhou Da just pulled in the car door and came in. Seeing his puzzled eyes, he replied: "The servants, I indulged them too much.
Even the person I value most dares to offend, how can you relieve your daughter if you don't teach me a lesson?Chen Zhen, are you right? "

Chen Zhen nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, yes."

Chen Zhong thought that he was really unscrupulous, so he had to find a way to get away completely.

Otherwise, I will be used to death in the future, I have already had too many such experiences.

Zhou Da was surprised, thinking that she would show a look of fear and agree with his actions.

The vehicle moved quickly.

The street lights were already on at night, although there were many vehicles and pedestrians on the street, the getting colder weather made it even more difficult for people to see clearly.

"Father, where are we going?" Chen Zhen asked.

Chen Chong replied, "Go to the opera."

"What is an opera?"

Zhou Dao: "It is a kind of drama, an art drama that combines music, dance, and poetry."

"What do you mean?"

"..." Zhou Da wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start.

Chen Zhen continued to ask: "They call you big cock, why do they call you big cock?"

"..."

The driver in front couldn't help saying: "Don't be rude! If you dare to talk nonsense, be careful!"

Chen Zhen immediately said: "Father, he is aggressive with me, and he will beat me."

Chen Zhongdao: "You can be quiet for a while, he is the eldest son, and other people's honorific title shows that he has a very high status."

"The big rooster can also fly and crow." Chen Zhen seemed to look down on this big man.

Chen Zhong hurriedly covered her mouth, glared at her before remaining silent.

When we arrived at the opera house, many cars had already parked.

A middle-aged man in a black suit had been waiting outside for a long time. When he saw someone coming, he immediately came to him and bowed, "Mr. Zhou, you are here."

Zhou Da nodded, and then asked: "Chen Zhong, have you ever listened to an opera, do you like it?"

Chen Chongdao: "I've been here once, I can't say whether I like it or not."

Zhou Da said: "I don't know if the people who go in have a taste for these traditional dramas, but I like them. They have stories, poetic and picturesque flavors, and morals. Many problems can be reflected in them, which is much better than pure listening to songs. "

"The length of the opera does carry a lot, which is very memorable." Chen Zhong just replied along the lines.

He was not interested. To him, people who came to such a place seemed to be conveying that they were different.

It's like drinking red wine, people at the bottom can drink it too, but people at the top can drink it, it tastes delicious, and the atmosphere of the party is different.

But if you take out two bottles of red wine and ask them about the difference and where they come from, most of them will not be able to answer.

Zhou Da should really like it, he is a frequent visitor here, needless to say, the middle-aged man in a suit came in carefully.

"What's in today's opera?"

The middle-aged man in the suit replied: "There is Turandot, and Rigoletto..." He said a few words.

"I don't like jesters, so let's play "Turandot" first, so that Chen Zhen can watch it." Zhou Da suddenly said, "I suddenly became interested today, and I didn't want to go to the private room, so I arranged one for me." Take the front row seat."

Chen Chong has never watched "Rigerol", but he is sensitive to this word. I don't know if he is taking the opportunity to metaphor himself.

So I went to the front, because people with status usually choose there, and there are vacant seats today.

"What's going on today? Why is "Turandot" being staged first? My time is precious!"

"Manager, did you make a mistake? Hurry up and replace it!"

Several people quarreled in dissatisfaction.

The middle-aged man in the suit went to the back to explain, and after only a few words, they were dealt with.

The eldest son named the opera to be played, would he dare not do it?
Soon all kinds of snacks and drinks were served.

Chen Zhen took off his shoes, put his legs crossed on the chair, ate the watermelon with a fork, and asked, "Dad, what is Turandot?"

"You'll know it when you see it." Chen Zhong didn't correct her posture, and he didn't care about other people's opinions anyway.

But Zhou Da just frowned slightly, and didn't remind her that it was very indecent.

But her actions also made people feel good and indecent.

People are always tolerant of beautiful people or things.

"Dad, that person behind has been staring at my feet." Chen Zhen felt very uncomfortable.

Chen Zhong turned his head and saw a serious young man wearing glasses, his eyes flustered and he looked forward.

"You put your shoes on."

Chen Zhen put his legs on his body and said, "Why? I'm tired, Dad, give me a pinch."

Chen Zhong looked at her tender and slender feet, as if they were carved out of jade. The soles of the feet were still a little red. They had obviously walked a lot, so they put their hands on them and pinched them. Others who served her could not do it. This is still accessible.

"Did you come here?"

Chen Zhen ate another banana and said: "I started running all the time, and then a driver asked me where I was going, and I said I didn't know, but I could show the way, so he sent me here."

Chen Zhongdao: "In the future, don't just get in other people's cars, and don't just eat the things that others give you, so that you won't know where they will sell you."

Chen Zhen thought for a while and said: "He seems to be a bad person, he keeps looking at me, and even asks me for money when he gets there. I said no, and he also said that it was worth the trip."

Chen Chongdao: "Did he tell you what kind of car he is?"

Chen Zhendao: "He said he was a taxi."

"..."

The personnel had just arrived on the stage, when several people came over, all of them arrogant, obviously they were young masters from rich families.