Chapter 8 – Chen Family, Chen Qing

In the afternoon of the next day, the weather was clear, the sun was hanging high, and the scorching sun shone down. The earth was scorched, and the trees on both sides of the road were a little wilted under the hot sun.

This was a high-end residential area in the capital, with scattered garden villas, among which the Chen family’s house occupied the best location.

This was not the old house of the Chen family, but the residence of Chen Yunsheng’s family. It coincided with the Dragon Boat Festival holiday. Chen Yunsheng’s son, Chen Qing, and daughter, Chen Yu, took advantage of the long Dragon Boat Festival holiday to go home and get together.

Chen Qing was the son of Chen Yunsheng, he was 23 years old this year and was studying business management at B University in the capital. Chen Yu was the daughter of Chen Yunsheng, she was twenty-one years old this year and was studying costume design at F University in the capital.

Chen Yunsheng and his wife, Du Lixun, were extremely fond of these children. Chen Qing and Chen Yu were also the proud children of heaven in the eyes of everyone, and they had given a lot of faces to Chen Yunsheng and Du Lixun. Whenever someone mentioned this pair of children, Chen Yunsheng and his wife were always smiling and extremely proud.

In contrast, if someone mentioned Chen Li in front of them, one of them would start to evade the question and put an embarrassed look, and the other would completely darken her face, and the next moment, she would walk away.

There was a clear disparity between the two sides since the level of affection was quite obvious.

Later, Chen Qing was about to pack his bags and return to school, so Du Lixun pushed the afternoon party and stayed with Chen Qing at home. At this moment, in Chen Qing’s bedroom, she was busy helping Chen Qing pack his luggage, pretending to be his second set of hands.

“You just came back yesterday morning and you’re already leaving today. I told you to report to the school in Shanghai, right? But you won’t listen, now, you don’t have time to go home a few times a year.”

Du Lixun closed Chen Qing’s suitcase and said angrily.

Chen Qing was tall and long-legged, and his facial features were completely inherited from the advantages of Du Lixun and Chen Yunsheng. He was a full-on handsome guy. After listening to Du Lixun’s complaint, he immediately walked to Du Lixun’s side, hugged Du Lixun, and coaxed: “Don’t I have time to come back? It doesn’t take long to fly from Beijing to Shanghai. If you miss me, Mom, make a phone call and I will fly back to see you right away.”

“Don’t, your dad will say that I’m wasting your time.” Obviously, Du Lixun didn’t follow Chen Qing’s tricks, her mouth said no, but she had a smile on her face.

The mother and son were having a good talk until the housekeeper knocked on the door, interrupting the conversation between the mother and son, “Madam, the young master of the Wei family is here.”

The smiles on the faces of the mother and son disappeared, and they glanced at each other. Obviously, they didn’t expect Wei Chen to come at this time.

“I’ll go and see.” Chen Qing got up and decided to welcome Wei Chen in personally. He knew that Wei Chen liked him, so he estimated in his heart that Wei Chen was here this time probably because he wanted to refuse to marry Chen Li.

“Go ahead and entertain Young Master Wei well,” Du Lixun said and immediately assumed the posture of Mrs. Chen.

Wei Chen drove the car through the tortuous road, and finally parked the car in front of the gate of the Chen family. After Wei Chen’s gaze fell on the villa of the Chen family, he hesitated for a while.

He didn’t know how he was feeling now. Just because he wanted to meet Chen Li, he drove to the Chen family’s house, but now that he arrived at the Chen family’s house, Wei Chen was afraid of seeing Chen Li again.

After meeting Chen Li, what would he say? What would he do? Wei Chen was a little confused, and a little bit timid.

In the end, all the confusion and timidity could not withstand the urge to meet Chen Li in his heart, Wei Chen still rang the doorbell.

The moment he pressed the doorbell, Wei Chen calmed down all the complicated emotions in his heart and quietly waited for the door to open.

It was not the housekeeper of the Chen family who came to open the door, but Chen Qing, who personally came to welcome him. When he opened the door and saw Wei Chen, Chen Qing grinned with a big smile, “Brother Wei, why are you here? Come in.”

The cold eyes slammed into Chen Qing’s handsome face, and a burst of anger almost burst out uncontrollably. In the end, Wei Chen endured it, but the hands hanging on both sides were tightly clenched into fists, and the blue veins on his head popped up.

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