The CEO's ex-wife

Chapter 556 Self-love Han Wenhao was wearing a black suit with a white shirt inside, opened his collar, was a little tired and looked at Mr. Chen with a smile...

Mr. Chen also looked at Han Wenhao with a serious face, his old eyes flickered for a moment, then he smiled slightly, and lightly raised his hand and said to him: "Bring in the firewood from the bamboo fence, I want to light a fire, and then go to the kiln." Dig some sweet potatoes and cook some porridge for you..."

"Hmm..." Han Wenhao didn't say anything else, he just turned around and walked out of the bamboo fence, came under a certain big tree, lifted up the plastic bag, picked up the firewood from inside, and walked into the kitchen calmly, seeing Mr. Chen As usual, he sat in the stove, picked up the dead leaves, started a fire, and stuffed it into the stove, and the fire in the stove burned up immediately. Huo asked, "Does your father know who I am?"

"Understood..." Han Wenhao squatted on the ground, looked at the words in the furnace together, and said lightly.

Old Chen said without any facial expression on his face: "My three children were so smart and well-behaved, and they were almost destroyed by him. If it wasn't for the love between Wen Jia and him, I wouldn't have given up Give him the tea garden, and save him from his temporary predicament..."

Han Wenhao remained silent, and continued to look at the fire in the furnace, which was getting hotter and hotter, making creaking noises.

Mr. Chen continued to add more firewood, picked up the tongs, and lightly turned over the broken leaves in the furnace. Suddenly, sparks flew in the furnace, and then he said slowly: "Who knew that he would have sex with your mother while he was drunk?" There was a relationship, Wen Jia bumped into the front, Wen Jia left sadly, he was caught between the two women, hesitated, and finally chose to be with your mother..."

Han Wenhao continued to watch the fire burning, his resolute face flushed red.

"Wen Jia is my goddaughter. When she was three years old, she was abandoned by her parents on the side of the road. It was a snowy day. I brought her back like that and raised her for more than 20 years. This child is smart, well-behaved, gentle, Kind, very talented in tea art, but lacks a sense of security, unlike Lan Ying, who has an independent personality, can think independently, has a clear distinction between love and hate, and knows how to protect herself, and your mother is even more gentle and skillful from a lady The girls are all the same innocent, kind and lovely... It's just that these three children all fell in love with your father at the same time..." Chen Lao continued.

Han Wenhao finally turned his head slowly and looked at Mr. Chen.

When Mr. Chen mentioned the past, a look of distress flashed in his eyes, and he said quietly: "Lan Ying was the first to withdraw, because she knew that love was fruitless, and after Wen Jia was entangled, she still left the country sadly, and she is still missing. Your mother, don't think about it, I also know how your Han family will treat this daughter-in-law who married into the house six months pregnant... Among so many children, I am most assured of Lan Ying. Her life is clear and clear, with goals If you have ideals and pursuits, you will definitely be happy, unlike Yueming and Wenjia, who live for love and live for love, and are prone to dependence..."

Han Wenliang finally understood everything that happened in his father's generation...

Finally, Mr. Chen turned his head in the furnace, looked deeply at Han Wenhao and said, "This is...the reason why I like that girl Xia Xue..."

Han Wenhao raised his head and looked at Mr. Chen.

Old Chen turned his head with a smile, stretched out his hand to gently push the firewood branch in a little more, and then said slowly: "Only a person who loves himself is qualified to obtain the final victory and happiness in life. If you lose yourself, you will gain the respect of others instead..."

Han Wenhao didn't make a sound, just turned his head, picked up firewood sticks, stuffed them into the stove, and said: "It's just about love, I always feel that she is too withdrawn..."

Old Chen said with a smile, "Who would shrink back from love... Just like you... Didn't you come to me?"

Han Wenhao suddenly smiled and said: "Back here, people's hearts can be relaxed for a while. I never thought that I would have such a day, and I would be overburdened..."

Mr. Chen didn't make a sound, but at first he supported the stove surface with a little numb feet, stood up, opened the pot, watched the rice grains rolling in the water, and then walked out silently. Han Wenhao didn't move, just sat by the stove , looking at the fire in the furnace is booming, and he has already heard the sound of Mr. Chen cutting sweet potatoes from outside. He listened quietly to this rhythmic sound, and his mood was calm, with almost no waves...

after a little while.

Mr. Chen walked in with a big bowl filled with shredded sweet potatoes, poured the shredded sweet potatoes into the porridge and said, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you..."

Han Wenhao said with a smile: "The tofu soup you made last time was delicious. After I came out of the mountain, I have always missed that taste. It's just that people outside the mountain may never be able to make that taste..."

Mr. Chen suddenly smiled and said, "Then I'll make it for you, and you help me watch the fire first..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he got up to go...

"Mr. Chen..." Han Wenhao turned around suddenly, looked at Mr. Chen's hunched figure standing by the door, and the loneliness and calmness in his eyes. He said sincerely, "Don't you hate me? You just said it lightly, But I can already feel the bloody storm back then... My father must have done a lot of things to apologize to you at that time, so Aunt Wen Jia left with hatred. It is not easy for a woman to leave a man she loves so much... Tea House It has never been taken back, there must be a reason..."

Old Chen stood by the door with his face turned slightly, silent.

"Don't you hate me? My father once hurt you and Aunt Wen Jia..." Han Wenhao looked at Old Chen again and asked.

Old Chen slowly turned around to look at Han Wenhao, and said: "This is already a matter of the previous generation, and it has nothing to do with you. I left the tea house back then, not for Wenjia, but for Wenjia. It's for your mother... In the past few decades, I have nothing left for these three children, but Lan Ying has learned my attitude towards life, Wen Jia has received my love, and your mother has obtained my tea house... ...This is the greatest love I want to express to my three children...I just hope that Wen Jia can be happy in a world I don't know, then I can feel at ease. As for the bloody storm back then, all The past has nothing to do with the children, you have already shouldered enough. I gave everything to Xia Xue because I hoped that she would marry into your family with the highest attitude...with my attitude, with my Beloved, take my tea house and marry into your family... It's like fulfilling the wish of my three children..."

When Mr. Chen said this, his eyes turned red, he turned around silently, and walked out.

Han Wenhao's eyes froze, looking at the fire in the stove, which continued to burn...

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