Chapter 133: Chapter 133: New Edition
The next day, Sunday afternoon.
Chen Shouyi stood at the high-speed rail station exit, waiting and glancing at his watch from ti to ti.
He had not long returned ho last night when Mrs. Chen called, saying they would arrive this afternoon. As soon as he finished lunch, he quickly rushed to the high-speed rail station.
After waiting for nearly two hours, his parents and Chen Xingyue finally ca out, carrying large bags and small packages.
"Dad, Mom, Xing Yue!" Chen Shouyi called out eagerly.
"Brother!"
They had all gotten much tanner, but they looked even more spirited.
Chen Dawei refused Chen Shouyi’s attempt to help with the luggage, smiling he said, "Go help your mom, didn’t I say there’s no need to co and pick us up?"
"I have nothing to do at ho anyway."
Mrs. Chen also wanted to refuse but was intercepted by Chen Shouyi: "Mom, what’s in here, it’s so heavy?"
"Just so local snacks and specialties." As she spoke, Mrs. Chen complained, "Sigh, these days have thinned my legs. It’s just paying to suffer!"
But seeing her radiant look, it was clear she didn’t quite an what she said.
"Brother, why don’t you help
carry mine? My luggage is the heaviest, okay?" Chen Xingyue said discontentedly.
"You’re a Martial Artist Apprentice, and you can’t carry it?" Chen Shouyi glanced at his sister.
After a trip, she was noticeably more lively, clearly having completely moved past the previous shadows.
"Even as a Martial Artist Apprentice, I’m still a girl! No wonder you can’t find a girlfriend!" Chen Xingyue huffed.
"Who says I can’t?" Chen Shouyi chuckled, saying, "Your brother just hasn’t found one yet!"
"Okay, you two stop arguing and be quiet," Mrs. Chen said, seeing Chen Shouyi heading straight out of the station, she couldn’t help but ask, "Shouyi, aren’t we getting a taxi?"
"I called a car over!"
Of course, the car was driven by Bai Xiaoling.
What’s the matter with using official resources for private use?
Bai Xiaoling is his personal driver and liaison officer, isn’t she?
By this ti, Bai Xiaoling had long been waiting outside the car. Seeing everyone coming over, she hurriedly greeted, "Hello Uncle, Auntie, Xing Yue, you’re getting prettier!"
"Oh my, Officer Bai, this is too much trouble!" Mrs. Chen said, flattered.
"We really appreciate it," Chen Dawei also said politely.
"Uncle, Auntie, it’s my duty."
...
Half an hour later, the car quickly arrived at the community, and the group took their luggage and stepped out of the car.
Just at that mont, a balding, slightly overweight middle-aged man also ca out of an Audi, he instinctively glanced at them, and when he saw Chen Shouyi, his expression slightly froze.
Chen Shouyi also noticed him and politely said, "Hello, Uncle?"
"Ah, hello, hello!" Song Qiran was so surprised he couldn’t close his mouth.
"Shouyi, you know him?" Chen Dawei asked curiously, and Chen Xingyue and Mrs. Chen also turned to look.
"Yes, I’ve t him a few tis, they live next door. Let
introduce, I’m Chen Shouyi, these are my parents, and this is my sister. And this is Mr. Song," Chen Shouyi introduced.
Stunned by the flood of information, Song Qiran quickly reacted: "Hello Brother Chen, hello Madam, your son is promising, and your daughter is pretty, really enviable."
"You’re too kind, Mr. Song. To be honest, we just moved in not long ago, always busy with business, never got around to visiting neighbors. We wanted to find so ti, but ended up going on a trip, just got back today." Being a businessman, Chen Dawei smoothly replied with these pleasantries.
"The ones who should be embarrassed are us. My wife and I leave early and return late every day, didn’t even know there were new neighbors. What business are you in, Brother Chen?"
"What big business, just a small restaurant near the community entrance to make a living," Chen Dawei quickly waved his hands.
"Brother Chen, you’re humble, but with a son as a Martial Artist, you should enjoy so peace!" Song Qiran complinted, then suddenly rembered sothing, "By the way, where do you live?"
"502, how about you?" Mrs. Chen replied.
"What a coincidence, we’re next door, 503. We’ll have to keep in touch more often," Song Qiran said, and just as he finished speaking, he seed struck by lightning, suddenly freezing.
He glanced at Chen Shouyi, thinking this kid had a pretty face, easily attracting naive young girls, and recalling his daughter standing by him last night, reluctantly leaving when called.
And thinking how several tis his daughter went out at night only for a minute, returning strangely. Clearly, that’s not enough ti to go outside.
Along with always taking so many snacks.
Everything quickly connected in his mind.
Damn it!
It was you, you punk.
No wonder he was flattered when greeted as "Uncle
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