I heard you are getting a divorce

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Qin Huai went to buy clothes and threw them on the bed: "I'll wait for you in the car."

When Qin Huai went out, Yang Zixiao slumped on the bed: "Brother, why don't you change it for me."

"..." Chen Chu glanced at him in disgust, picked up the bedside table, turned and left, "You can lie down until twelve o'clock to renew the room by yourself."

"Hey brother! Ba Diao is ruthless..."

Yang Zixiao put on the casual clothes that Qin Huai bought back, which was just right. Chen Chu twirled the plastic bag in his hand and wrapped it around his index finger. He raised his eyebrows: "Let's go."

Qin Huai was already waiting downstairs, smiling and puffing out smoke rings with crooked eyebrows, when Yang Zixiao and Chen Chu approached, and they knew who they were calling.

Qin Huai flicked the ashes with his index finger while holding the cigarette, and said with a smile, "I just smoked one."

Qin Huai raised his eyelids and looked at them. He didn't know what was said there, so he couldn't help laughing, "Go back and deal with you."

"Wen Mo won't let you smoke, and smoke a fart." Yang Zixiao went to pinch the cigarette over and just wanted to smoke it himself, but Chen Chu took it away and threw it on the ground and stomped it out, "Wen Mo is right, quit smoking, and you don't either Smoked."

Yang Zixiao raised his hands in surrender: "OK."

The three returned to the hospital, and the doctor treated Yang Zixiao's wound properly: "Don't get your hands wet, change the medicine every two days."

Yang Zixiao didn't want to be hospitalized, so he insisted on going through the discharge procedures.

As soon as he got in the car, Yang Zixiao's phone rang, and he answered it: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Yang, the bureau's review has passed, so you don't have to worry about it."

Yang Zixiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I understand."

Qin Huai looked at the two people behind him from the rearview mirror: "Where are you going now?"

"Go to Uncle Chen."

"Go to my place."

Yang Zixiao and Chen Chu said in unison.

Qin Huai stopped turning the key, "Send you back first, and send Yang Zixiao to Uncle Chen?"

Yang Zixiao reached out and grabbed Chen Chu's left hand: "I have to face Uncle Chen."

Chen Chu withdrew his hand, and just about to speak was interrupted by Yang Zixiao: "Even if he beats you to death, I want to tell Uncle Chen that I really like you, and I know that I was wrong before, a big mistake."

Chen Chu pursed her lips: "Go if you want, I can't stop being beaten again..."

Qin Huai started the car, and the three of them walked towards Uncle Chen's house.After ringing the doorbell, no one opened the door, Qin Huai wandered to the front of the window, looked downstairs and squinted his eyes.

"Brother Chu, is that Uncle Chen?"

Chen Chu walked over and looked down, "Yes, they just came back, we'll wait for them."

As soon as Uncle Chen came out of the elevator, three young men stood at the door. He ignored Yang Zixiao, "Qin Huai is here, come in and eat some fruit."

Qin Huai nodded: "Uncle."

Yang Zixiao knew that he couldn't be seen, so he greeted him as usual: "Uncle."

Uncle Chen didn't say a word, and turned to cut the fruit.

"Qin Huai, how many days are you here this time?" Uncle Chen sat on the single sofa, reaching enough to talk to Qin Huai who was farthest away from him, while Yang Zixiao sat awkwardly on the sofa closest to him.

"Don't wait, I'll go back as soon as I finish dealing with Zi Xiao and Brother Chu." Qin Huai wanted to take out a cigarette from his pocket, but remembering Bai Wenmo's words, he pulled his hand out again.

The latter words were for Yang Zixiao, "I have sent someone down to watch Wang Guoying's movements, if you have anything to do, call me."

It was already noon, and Uncle Chen stood up, "Xiaochuan made rice and stewed pork ribs, and they are stuffy in the pot, and they just need to process them again, so we can eat together at noon."

Uncle Chen took charge of the spoon himself, and fried two more dishes, and five people gathered around the table.

Yang Zixiao sat down and bounced again. Chen Chugang added a piece of ribs and took a bite. He was startled by Yang Zixiao's sudden big move. His hand holding the chopsticks was stunned, and he looked at Yang Zixiao opposite.

Uncle Chen was also attracted by Yang Zixiao's actions with a dark face.

I saw Yang Zixiao and Chen Chu looking at each other, frowning with a look of being wronged: "Brother..."

"Ah?" Chen Chu came to his senses, put down his chopsticks, went to the sofa to get two soft cushions, and handed them to Yang Zixiao.

Both Qin Huai and Lin Chuan pretended not to see it, and took care of themselves.

This time Yang Zixiao sat down with a grin and lowered his head and drank the soup with a spoon in his left hand.

Uncle Chen's face darkened even more, and he glared at Chen Chu.

After dinner, Qin Huai and Lin Chuan were about to go back. Uncle Chen was reluctant to part with Lin Chuan who had been with him for two days: "I'm going back now? I won't stay for another night."

"Don't wait, I still have something to do when I go back. I will come to see you next time."

The two left, and Yang Zixiao was the only one left in the room except Chen Chu. Uncle Chen didn't like Yang Zixiao, so he went back to the room and didn't come out for the whole afternoon.

Chen Chu took an apple from the fruit plate on the coffee table and took a bite: "When are you leaving?"

Yang Zixiao's head and hands were wrapped with gauze. In the past, Uncle Chen would have to ask about his health, but this time he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Yang Zixiao dragged a stumped claw over to bite Chen Chu, but Chen Chu pressed his head with his hands and pushed him away: "If you want to eat, take it yourself."

Yang Zixiao had no choice but to take one by himself: "When did Uncle Chen agree to let you stay with me? When will I leave? Go to the hotel at the gate of your community at night and come over during the day."

In the afternoon, Yang Zixiao stayed in Chen Chu's room to occupy the magpie's nest. At night, when Uncle Chen came out, he saw Yang Zixiao, still maintaining the Cold War policy, and walked away as if he hadn't seen him.

Chen Chu cooked the dinner, and Yang Zixiao handed him the plate beside him.

Yang Zixiao didn't sit directly on the chair this time, but obediently took two cushions by himself, and sat down without saying a word.

Uncle Chen was heartbroken when he saw this action, and went back to the house early after eating.

Yang Zixiao's hand was injured and he must not get wet. After the meal, Chen Chu put away the table and washed the dishes, and Yang Zixiao leaned against the kitchen door and waited for him.

Uncle Chen came out of the bedroom and stared at the floor of the living room expressionlessly: "Chen Chu, come back to the room with me after cleaning up."

After speaking, he went back to the room with his hands behind his back, and the door was slammed with a bang.

Chen Chu wiped his hands clean, pointed at Yang Zixiao with his finger, and mouthed: "You, you..."

Chen Chu opened the door, and Uncle Chen was standing in front of the window smoking a cigarette: "What's wrong with you?"

Chen Chu bit the bullet, "Yes, yes."

"Didn't I say that you are not allowed to associate with him. You brought him home again and slept with him again. Do you plan to get along with him?"

Uncle Chen's tone was very calm, and he didn't mean to get angry. In fact, when he whipped Yang Zixiao with a belt, most of his anger and anger had been vented out with the loss of physical strength.

The remaining emotions are also mixed.

"I raised him as half my son, and he detained my son for five years. Do you think I should beat him?"

No one knew how he got here in those five years. The white-haired man gave the black-haired man the pain of bereavement. If it wasn't for him and Chen Ling to support, he might have gone with Chen Chu long ago.

"Should." Chen Chu didn't hesitate.