Chapter 53

Huan Gufeng with ice summer all the way to the Huan house.

Bingxia is sitting in the car, his hand is also tightly clenched, and his nervous palms are sweating. Huan Gufeng turns his head and looks at it from time to time, and he can't help laughing.

"Xia, what are you afraid of when you go to see the future father-in-law? He won't eat you again. I'll make you nervous. "

"Gufeng, I'm worried that I can't do it well. If you're not with me, I don't know if I can take care of my uncle?" Bingxia is also worried. She leaves her familiar home and goes to a strange environment. She has to live there all the time. There is a little mother who is not a few years older than her. Mengman is waiting for her. She learned that last time. This woman is very hostile to her.

Huan Gufeng reaches out a hand and holds bingxia's cold hand in his hand. His eyes are looking ahead all the time. He slows down and drives with one hand. He is used to being fast, but now he is not alone. Bingxia is still sitting beside him. He doesn't want her to be frightened.

The warm big hand makes bingxia feel a little relieved, and she nods hard.

With the car moving fast in H City, Huan Gufeng felt like an arrow to return home for the first time. Before, he didn't want to go home so early. He always stayed in the office very late, even slept in the office or often went to the hotel.

Today, he has a different feeling in his heart. He will go back with bingxia. He will not be alone any more. He has had enough of loneliness.

Aston Martin's car arrived at the door of the old house. The iron door had been opened. Huan Gufeng parked the car in the parking lot. Bingxia opened the door and came down. The housekeeper stood smiling to meet them. "Young master, Miss Bing, you're back. The master is waiting for you inside."

Bingxia said with a smile: "Hello, uncle Fu."

She came for the second time. She was a little surprised last time, but nervous this time. She was waiting for Huan Gufeng to go with her.

Two hands hand in hand walked in together, the housekeeper looked at in the back, in the heart is very happy, but he worried that the woman on the second floor will not embarrass bingxia.

Huan old man's eyes have been looking at the door, when they appear, his face is also showing a satisfied smile, he slowly got up, he finally saw Huan Gufeng with a woman back.

"Dad, this is bingxia. You saw it last time." Huan Gufeng takes bingxia's hand and goes to master Huan. He pulls bingxia's head down behind him.

"OK, OK, Ah Fu, dinner." Huan old son is also excited, don't know what to say.

"Yes, sir." Uncle Fu looks at bingxia beside Huan Gufeng with a smile and turns to go down.

Bingxia is still a little constrained. He walks slowly to the dining room behind Huan Gufeng. Old man Huan walks happily in front with a stick. In the dining room, there are many dishes on the long white table.

Old man Huan sat in the upper seat, next to Huan Gufeng, bingxia sat next to him.

Looking at the other side of the position empty, Huan old man tightly frowned, cold voice said: "Ah Fu, why didn't Xiao man come down to eat? When a guest arrives, they don't know how to say hello. It's very impolite. "

Uncle guanjiafu recognized the old man's displeasure and quickly stepped forward and said in a low voice: "master, my wife says she is not comfortable and wants to sleep for a while, or I'll call her now."

Uncomfortable?

Huan old son looked at ice summer, some understand, but in front of ice summer's face, he or coldly said: "to call her down to eat."

"Yes." Housekeeper shouldn't neglect, turned and hurried out of the dining room.

In the room on the second floor, Mengman was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep all the time. She thought that Huan Gufeng was in her mind. She married into the house just to see him every day.

"Gufeng, why do you treat me like this? Am I really so unpopular with you? What did I do wrong? At the beginning, you didn't want me. I just... " As she thought about it, she felt more and more unworthy. She married an old man who was 40 years older than herself, and had no interest in life. She regretted that her intestines were green, but her impulse made her three years of youth in vain.

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"Ma'am. The master told you to go down to dinner, and the young master has come back. " Outside the door stood uncle Fu, who answered carefully.

This new wife has been in the door for three years, but Mr. Huan has never been to this room for the night. He knows why, but the woman in the door doesn't know.

"What, Gufeng is back." Mengman hears the news of Huan Gufeng's return. He jumps out of bed, opens the door with his slippers, and rushes out of the room. Uncle Fu just wants to tell her that Huan Gufeng didn't come back alone.

But it was too late. Mengman had already run downstairs.

When Mengman knew, it was too late.

Mengman has been looking at bingxia sitting beside Huan Gufeng. Her heart suddenly feels cracked at this moment, disappointed with despair, and Huan Gufeng never looks at her more.

is the old man's face, which is more colding. He looks at the man wearing his pajamas. He doesn't wear his nightgown. His collar is low enough to reach his chest. The protruding front can not be hidden well. He barefoot on his slippers. His hair is untidy. He has just started his bed."Xiaoman, why do you come down like this? It's impolite to have guests at home."

With that, the stick was still heavily shaken on the ground. Uncle Guan Jiafu came down from upstairs and came in breathlessly. Seeing the unhappiness of the dining room, he quickly extricated himself. "Master, it's all my fault. I didn't tell my wife that there are guests at home. If you want to blame me, blame me."

"Guests?" Mengman looked at bingxia contemptuously and said with a sneer.

"Yes, she is not a guest. She will be my wife soon. We are going to get engaged next month. She will be here in the future. Today I come back to tell Dad about this. Bingxia has been living at home since today. I don't think anyone will object."

Huan Gufeng, who didn't speak all the time, took bingxia's hand and said plainly that his deep eyes still didn't look at Mengman.

"Live here?" Mengman is stimulated by Huan Gufeng's words. She looks at bingxia and Huan Gufeng's hand, which is what she dreams of doing day and night. Now another woman does it easily in front of her face, which is led by Huan Gufeng.

"Is it true, young master?" Uncle Fu was obviously shocked. He knew that Huan Gufeng liked bingxia. He saw it from the last time bingxia appeared at home, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.