The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

In the cozy living room, the sunlight shines softly into every corner through the clear windows. Chenchen stands in the middle. Under the caring and loving gaze of her grandparents, her tense little body seems to gradually relax. The little hand that originally tightly grasped the corner of Leng Ruofei's clothes also slowly loosens.

The little face that was full of fear at first now showed a shy smile. Like a timid little rabbit, she glanced at her grandparents secretly, her clear eyes sparkling with curiosity and expectation.

The atmosphere was finally no longer so tense, and the living room began to be filled with relaxation and joy. Everyone's face was filled with warm smiles, and they surrounded Chenchen and started a friendly conversation with laughter.

Qin Lan had a kind smile on her face. She carefully took out a piece of beautifully wrapped chocolate from her pocket. The wrapper of the chocolate shone charmingly in the sun. She gently handed the chocolate to Chenchen, her voice as gentle as the spring breeze: "Chenchen baby, this is a little surprise that grandma prepared for you. Do you like it?"

Chenchen's eyes were instantly attracted by the beautiful chocolate, and her eyes sparkled with surprise, like the bright stars in the night sky. But she was sensible and did not reach out to take it immediately, but first looked up at her mother Qiao Chu, with a questioning look in her eyes, as if seeking her mother's consent.

Qiao Chu smiled and nodded to Chenchen, that smile was full of encouragement and love. After getting her mother's permission, Chenchen stretched out her little hand to take the chocolate and said in a sweet voice, "Thank you, grandma." Her voice was as clear as a silver bell, which warmed the hearts of everyone present.

Qin Lan took Chenchen's hands, which were small and soft. Holding them was like holding the most precious treasure in the world. She asked softly, "Chenchen, have you made any good friends in kindergarten?"

Chenchen blinked her bright big eyes, nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, there are many children playing together. We draw together and play games together." As she spoke, she gestured excitedly, her little face full of love for kindergarten life and nostalgia for her little friends.

Xiao Zhengchun smiled kindly and said, "You have to get along well with the children, learn to share and help each other." His voice was full of the love of an elder and his expectations for his granddaughter's growth.

Leng Ruofei couldn't help but interrupt, "Chenchen is so smart. The teacher often praises her. She is very active in answering questions in class, and she can do arithmetic problems quickly and accurately." Leng Ruofei's eyes were full of admiration and love for Chenchen.

When Chenchen heard everyone's praise, her little face instantly turned red, like a ripe apple, and she became even happier. Her smile was as bright as the sun, lighting up the entire living room.

Qin Lan asked again with great interest: "Chenchen, what is your favorite class in kindergarten?"

Chenchen tilted her head and thought seriously. Her cute look made people laugh. She said, "I like the painting class. I drew a big flower for my mother."

Qiao Chu was moved when she heard this. She walked over, gently touched Chenchen's head, and said, "Baby, you are so good." Her eyes were full of mother's pride and love for her daughter.

Everyone was talking about Chenchen, and the topic was endless. The living room was filled with warmth and joy, and laughter was heard one after another.

Qiao Chu stood aside, watching the scene quietly. Her originally nervous and uneasy heart was slightly relieved at this moment. She silently watched the interaction between her parents-in-law and the children, thinking to herself that maybe this was a new beginning, a beginning that would make this family more complete and warm.

The sun shone on everyone, and the golden light seemed to add a warm golden edge to this warm scene. Chenchen's crisp laughter echoed happily in the living room, Qin Lan and Xiao Zhengchun's faces were filled with happy and satisfied smiles, Xiao Yiyang and Leng Ruofei were also infected by this joyful atmosphere, and their faces bloomed with sincere smiles.

At this moment, the door of the living room was suddenly pushed open, and Xiao Yichen hurried in. His steps were slightly staggering, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. In the sunlight, those beads of sweat were crystal clear, as if they were the manifestation of his inner anxiety. He looked exhausted, his eyes were bloodshot, his originally straight suit was a little wrinkled, and his tie was hanging loosely around his neck.

When his eyes fell on the old couple and Chenchen, and he saw that they were chatting happily and the family was having a good time, the tense lines on his face finally relaxed a little, revealing a relieved smile. This smile was mixed with a bit of envy, a bit of self-blame, and a bit of cherishing for this warm scene in front of him.

However, the moment Xiao Zhengchun saw his eldest son, his face immediately turned gloomy. His eyebrows were tightly twisted together, forming a deep "川" character, and his originally peaceful eyes were instantly ignited by anger. He suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open, and shouted loudly: "Kneel down!"

This sudden roar was like a thunder in the living room, which frightened Qiao Chu. Her originally relaxed body suddenly tensed up, and her heart was instantly tightened, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand. She looked at Xiao Zhengchun in horror, and then looked at Xiao Yichen in confusion. She had no idea what was going on, and she only felt that the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive and suffocating.

Leng Ruofei also approached Xiao Yiyang secretly, but he had seen the old man get angry before. The scene of throwing the ashtray at Xiao Yiyang seemed to reappear. Xiao Yiyang stretched out his hand to embrace Leng Ruofei, looking like he was watching a good show, not panicking at all.

Xiao Yichen did not hesitate at all, as if he was already used to such scenes. He knelt in front of the old couple respectfully, his movements were swift and skillful. He lowered his head, not daring to look directly at his father's angry eyes, as if those eyes were a flame that could burn him.

"You rebellious son, look at what you have done!" Xiao Zhengchun was so angry that his fingers were shaking, and those shaking fingers seemed to be a silent accusation against Xiao Yichen. "You have been doing evil things outside and have made the house a mess!"

Xiao Yichen remained silent, his lips tightly pursed into a pale straight line. His face showed a guilty look, as if the guilt was engraved in his bones, but also revealed a hint of helplessness and confusion.

Xiao Zhengchun's chest rose and fell violently, and he was obviously extremely angry. He continued to scold angrily: "Xiao Yichen, tell me yourself, what happened to your marriage with Song Xiaoxue? It was simply a nightmare! We worried about you, but what happened? She passed away, and you still didn't learn your lesson and are still so confused!"

Xiao Yichen's body trembled slightly, and the painful memories came to his mind. His marriage with Song Xiaoxue was a mistake from the beginning. Their incompatibility of personalities and differences in values ​​made their lives full of cold wars. In the end, Song Xiaoxue's death became an indelible pain in his heart.

Xiao Zhengchun did not stop scolding Xiao Yichen for his silence: "Now look, you've caused this kind of trouble again! Qiao Chu and Chenchen, such a good mother and daughter, you actually didn't give them a name! And you even hid it from us old couple, what on earth are you thinking? Are you going to completely destroy this family before you're satisfied?"

"I was confused for a moment, I was afraid you wouldn't accept it..." Xiao Yichen's voice was low and trembling, with deep regret and helplessness.

"Don't accept it?" Xiao Zhengchun interrupted him angrily, "Are we such unreasonable people? You don't take us seriously at all, and you don't take this family seriously!" Xiao Zhengchun's voice echoed in the living room, and every word hit Xiao Yichen's heart like a hammer.

Chenchen originally stared at the conflict between the adults with a pair of innocent eyes, curiously. But as her grandfather's roar became louder and louder, her small body began to tremble slightly, and her eyes were filled with fear and anxiety. She quietly hid in Qiao Chu's arms, like a frightened little rabbit.

Qiao Chu hugged Chenchen with heartache, gently stroked her hair, and tried to comfort her. Chenchen couldn't help but stick her head out from Qiao Chu's arms and looked at her father who was kneeling on the ground. That was the father she had longed for. When she saw her father's lowered head and guilty look, her heart ached.

After a while, Chenchen seemed to have made up her mind. She broke free from Qiao Chu's arms and ran back to the bedroom. Her small figure seemed so determined and a little anxious. After a while, she ran back to the living room quickly with a furry cushion in her hand.

Chenchen came to her father, squatted down, stuffed the mat under her father's knees, raised her head, and said in her childish and innocent voice: "Dad, use this." Her eyes were full of concern and love for her father, as if this mat could relieve all the pain and pressure her father was enduring.

Then, Chenchen took small steps and came to Xiao Zhengchun's side. She raised her head and looked at Grandpa with her big watery eyes, pulling Grandpa's clothes, and pleading in her voice: "Grandpa, please don't talk about dad. I finally have a dad. If you scold him and make him cry, what will I do without a dad?"

When Xiao Zhengchun heard Chenchen's words, his heart suddenly tightened. He looked down at this lovely and sensible granddaughter, and his eyes softened instantly. He bent down and gently held Chenchen in his arms, and his voice unconsciously became much gentler: "Little baby, grandpa is not going to do anything to your father, grandpa is just teaching him the principles of life."

Chenchen refused to give in, hugged Xiao Zhengchun's neck tightly, and said, "Grandpa, Dad has realized his mistake, please forgive him this time. I want our family to be happy, and I don't want to see Dad so sad."