PFC Chapter 299: The Scumbag Son-in-Law in the Rebirth Story (55)
Chapter 299: The Scumbag Son-in-Law in the Rebirth Story (55)
Ye Zhao reacted and chased after him, but he could no longer see his figure.
When I returned to Pei Su's house, I found the door was closed.
not at home.
Ye Zhao was worried.
Was it because he was too anxious and scared people?
Can't help but feel a little annoyed.
It seems that this matter cannot be rushed and needs to be taken slowly.
In addition, he had to keep a proper distance from him, otherwise the boss would find out and it would backfire.
Having made up his mind, Ye Zhao returned to the Fu family.
Living in Fu Yuchen's house was not suitable for him before, so he proposed to move out, but was rejected every time.
In the end, under Fu Yuchen's insistence, he always compromised inexplicably.
There are always times when I can't refuse him, and there is always a voice in my head telling me to obey his wishes.
This matter was eventually left unresolved.
Despite this, he decided to give Fu Yuchen some money as a thank you after leaving the Fu family.
After washing up, I lay on the soft big bed and took out my mobile phone to look at it for a long time.
I don’t know what I’m waiting for, and I don’t understand why I have some expectations.
The chat software had already blocked Shen Qingshu, and all phone calls and text messages were blocked as well.
But he still stared at the previous chat records in a daze.
A feeling of melancholy and faint regret came to my mind.
Is he feeling better now?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, a voice forced him to put it behind his head and ignore it.
Unable to resist the command, I placed my phone on the bedside table, pulled the covers over my head, and turned over to sleep.
In the middle of the night, I woke up from my dream again, sweating profusely.
My childhood experiences were extremely painful, like a terrifying horror movie.
He breathed heavily, his chest heaving. He wiped his face and his palms were covered in sweat.
He was very distressed. He had not slept well since he left Shen Qingshu.
It's really strange, he obviously shouldn't have any emotional ups and downs towards Shen Qingshu...
The night is long and I can’t sleep alone.
……
half a month later.
When Ye Zhao went out, he saw a Maybach parked at the door.
The familiar license plate number made him stop.
The person inside seemed to see him and rolled down the driver's window.
"Mr. Ye, please get in the car."
Roger tilted his head to signal him.
Ye Zhao refused, "No need."
"You'd better come up. I have something to tell you about divorce."
Roger glanced back cautiously.
Hearing this, Ye Zhao nodded.
He opened the car door and got in.
I found that there was someone sitting next to me, it was none other than Shen Qingshu.
After not seeing her for half a month, Shen Qingshu remained unchanged, with a gloomy makeup on her face and the light in her eyes gone.
The gentle temperament dissipated, replaced by an indifference that kept people at a distance.
Shen Qingshu's greedy eyes depicted his face inch by inch, as if he wanted to carve it into his heart.
Noticing the dark circles under his eyes, she leaned towards him.
Her voice was filled with heartache. "Zhao Zhao, have you been unable to sleep again recently?"
Hearing this, Ye Zhao felt a sense of sarcasm in his heart.
Holding the car keys, he suppressed the lingering depression, "Mr. Shen, Master Shen, could you please stop pretending to know me so well?"
"Zhao Zhao, I'm worried about you, no..."
Shen Qingshu explained eagerly, fearing that he would misunderstand.
"That's not necessary!" Ye Zhao interrupted impatiently, moving aside to create some distance. "Instead of pretending to care about others, why don't you pay more attention to yourself? You ran over here after getting shot. Aren't you tired of it?"
Shen Qingshu's expression revealed a hurt expression, and he puffed up his cheeks in grievance, "Zhao Zhao, I'm serious, you... Zhao Zhao, thank you!"
"Huh?" Ye Zhao was surprised.