Chapter 93 What are you doing with my socks? Tang Xiaoru pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "Mom, I haven't even said a few words to you yet, why are you thinking about Chen Qingrong? Who is your biological child?" "Good evening, Auntie." Chen Qingrong came closer and showed his face. "Auntie, have you eaten yet?" "I just ate, I just ate. Xiao Chen is the best. She knows how to care whether I have eaten or not. Unlike a little girl named Tang, she doesn't even care whether her own mother has eaten or not." "..." "You didn't even give me a chance to speak!" Tang Xiaoru was very depressed. I always feel that my mother is a little partial to Chen Qingrong. Could it be that my mother also inherited my grandmother’s patriarchal mindset? This shouldn't be the case. From childhood to adulthood, my mother has never given me any "special" care just because I'm a girl. It seems like it's just a novelty. Also. I have been my mother's daughter for almost 30 years, and my mother has only met Chen Qingrong a few times. This is normal, very normal.
Lin Yue called and there was nothing to say, just chatting casually. After hanging up the phone, she even said something ambiguous, "Remember to go to bed early at night, don't be too indulgent just because you are old." Tang Xiaoru pretended not to understand and said, "Good night, good night." Then she hung up the video. Then she glared at Chen Qingrong and said, "It's all your fault!" Chen Qingrong, "???" "What's wrong with me?" He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I didn't do anything, Director. Auntie just mentioned me. If I don't come out and say hello to her, wouldn't it be really rude?" "That's not what I meant." "Then why do you blame me?" "I don't know. Anyway, it's all your fault." "..." You're already being willful when you're not even together yet? What will happen if we are together? Chen Qingrong felt that he needed to establish his manly authority. "Director, you can't be so unreasonable." Chen Qingrong protested in a dignified manner using honorifics. Tang Xiaoru snorted proudly and threw her phone away. "What's wrong with me just being unreasonable? If you don't want to listen to my nonsense, then you should just leave quickly and go back to your room to sleep." "Uh, fine. I'll take the trash out and throw it away." "Ah." Tang Xiaoru had no objection to this.
Chen Qingrong put all the food, whether finished or not, into the trash, and quickly picked up the socks that Tang Xiaoru had thrown on the sofa. When Tang Xiaoru saw this, she blushed and scolded, "What are you doing with my socks? You're a pervert!" Chen Qingrong said weakly, "I'll help you throw it away." Tang Xiaoru said speechlessly, "I only wore it once and it's not dirty, why are you throwing it away? I put it there so I can find it tomorrow, put it down." "Oh, good." Chen Qingrong put down his socks obediently. But to be honest, the director's socks were not dirty, and after taking her socks, Chen Qingrong's palm actually exuded a faint fragrance. As the saying goes, when you give someone a rose, the fragrance lingers on your hands. In this comparison, the director's socks are equivalent to roses. But this is more like the fantasy of an old man like him. Socks are just socks, how can they leave a scent on your hands? The socks are not enchanted. Chen Qingrong picked up the garbage bag and went out. After throwing it into the trash can in the corridor, he opened the door and returned to his room. He took a shower, then lay on the bed, played with his phone for a while, and then went to sleep. Chen Qingrong slept soundly that night. It was raining heavily outside and the air-conditioner was on in the room. He huddled in the quilt. The world was like a domineering president, holding him tightly in its arms. The next day. After waking up, Chen Qingrong took out his cell phone from under his pillow to check the messages. There was a message from Xiaoyuan at three o'clock this morning. "Brother Chen, are you asleep? I can't sleep. My equipment fusion failed. Woo woo woo." Chen Qingrong replied with a smile, "It's okay. If the heart is there, the dream is there. It's just starting over again." Xiao Yuan replied immediately, "But it's so hard to collect all the materials!" Chen Qingrong asked curiously, "Did you not sleep all night, or are you awake already?" Xiao Yuan said, "I didn't sleep all night. Today is Saturday, and I don't have to go to work, so I stayed up all night, hehe." "It's very harmful to a woman's skin if she stays up all night. You'd better get some beauty sleep." "It's okay. I'm still young, only 25 years old. I'll think about this after I turn 30." "Well, I'll get up first then." "The director is still in his hometown?" "Yeah, I'll be back on Monday."
"Okay, okay, cute, cute." After getting up, Chen Qingrong brushed his teeth and washed his face. Just before eight o'clock in the morning, he changed his clothes and shoes and went out. Tang Xiaoru just happened to walk out. "Good morning, Director. We are leaving at the same time again. What a tacit understanding." "morning." Tang Xiaoru looked much more energetic than when she woke up yesterday morning. Chen Qingrong asked, "Didn't you have insomnia last night?" Tang Xiaoru rolled her eyes at him and said, "You are really a caring subordinate. How can you curse your superior for insomnia?" "I'm not cursing, I'm caring." "Thank you, come on, go with me to the mall. I want to buy two pieces of clothing." "Oh, good." …… I went shopping in the mall to buy clothes during the day, and went to the famous food street here in the evening. In the evening, the two took the subway to Tengwang Pavilion. You don't need to buy a ticket when you enter, but if you need to go inside the Tengwang Pavilion and have a tour guide explain, you will need to buy a ticket. Neither Chen Qingrong nor Tang Xiaoru had any intention of going in, so naturally the ticket money was left over. Take pictures, take pictures. The ultimate purpose of going out to play is to take pictures. The night is beautiful. Tang Xiaoru went to the outer perimeter of Tengwang Pavilion, found a good angle, and waved to Chen Qingrong, "Come here, let's take another photo together." "it is good." After Chen Qingrong came over, he took her phone directly, then leaned forward a little, and his body also leaned forward. This is the only way to ensure that Tang Xiaoru's face appears small in the camera. Although her face is not big to begin with. Click. A group photo was freshly released. Tang Xiaoru took the phone back to check it and said with satisfaction, "This time the picture is good, there is progress." Chen Qingrong asked, "Didn't you say yesterday that you would send me that photo? Why haven't you sent it to me yet?"
Tang Xiaoru said casually, "I'll send it to you when I get home tonight." She turned around and looked at the night view in the distance, and said with emotion, "Nanchang is indeed a very nice place. When I get older, I may come here to settle down." Chen Qingrong turned around and said, "If you still need me to work for you, I'll come over." Tang Xiaoru was amused. "You really plan to work until you retire at the age of 65. Do you have any ambition?" "Even if you want to do this until you're that old, I won't want you." "cruel." At this time, Chen Qingrong noticed that Tang Xiaoru's bangs were a little close to her scalp, so he subconsciously reached out to help push them away. Tang Xiaoru dodged for a moment and said with a red face, "Don't learn those greasy moves in idol dramas. I don't like them." Thanks to the monthly ticket from Vane of the Zhatianbang. This plot will end tomorrow, and I will return to Shanghai then. In addition, I have good news to tell you all. I received a message from the station this afternoon, saying that this book has entered the third round. Ah, what a surprise. I was ready to put it on the shelf, but it finally made it to the third round. I would like to thank all the readers, voters, and collectors for their support. This book still has few words, just like a hungry child. Without you feeding it, it would not be able to thrive. Thank you all very much! As for whether it can reach the fourth round or even the third river, it doesn’t matter. The author is already very satisfied. Thank you all again! (End of this chapter)