Chapter 593: Chapter 443: How to Feel Good?
The Land Rover sped down the road, soon Cheng Zhu entered Technology University.
Upon picking up Chen Jieyu, he headed directly for Rose Garden.
Once he understood the situation, Cheng Zhu was not surprised.
He had guessed that the counselor’s parents would co to the university sooner or later.
This was also one of the reasons why he insisted on buying a house for Mr. Chen before the New Year.
Cheng Zhu had never underestimated the evil in human nature!
After leaving the university area, while waiting for a red light, he stretched his large hand towards the passenger seat, covering Chen Jieyu’s small hand.
“It’s so cold,” Cheng Zhu said softly.
Chen Jieyu also looked ill at that mont.
Her hands and feet were cold; her eyes reddened and swollen behind her tal-rimd glasses.
The usual stern deanor was gone, leaving her looking sowhat exhausted.
When Cheng Zhu had called her earlier, he had heard unstoppable sobbing on the other end, which really pained his heart.
Seeing her current state now intensified his pain.
“Did she suddenly co to the university?” Cheng Zhu asked.
“Mhm,” Chen Jieyu nodded.
“The tens of thousands you transferred to them, didn’t you tell them it was borrowed? Logically, they should think you’re still in debt, right?” Cheng Zhu asked.
Hearing this, Chen Jieyu turned her head to look at him and said, “He wouldn’t think that way.”
Cheng Zhu thought so too.
For such parents, what mattered most was the outco.
Their goal was to bleed their daughter dry and get money from her.
Whether it was a year-end bonus or money of another nature didn’t matter to them.
Even if you’re broke, you must borrow for !
Even their ntality might be: why can’t you just pay back what you owe with your monthly salary? I certainly don’t co asking for your monthly wage on ti!
When they needed money, who cared about the details.
Surely you don’t expect them to be reasonable people?
As the car entered Rose Garden, Cheng Zhu held her cold hand and went upstairs.
After entering the house, Chen Jieyu finally relaxed a little.
With Cheng Zhu by her side, and now in her own ho, she felt much more at ease.
“I’ll get you a cup of hot water,” Cheng Zhu said.
After pouring the water, he sat next to the counselor and pulled her into his arms, laughing, “Let see, oh, your eyes are so red? How many tis have you cried in front of ?”
Even in this situation, he was still joking.
Chen Jieyu couldn’t be bothered with him, but she did feel like she always lost her composure around him.
But on reflection, if it weren’t for those past breakdowns, their relationship wouldn’t have developed to this stage.
After teasing the counselor for a bit, Cheng Zhu knew she wasn’t in the mood for jokes, and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll handle this for you.”
“Right, do you have their photos? Send both of your parents’ pictures, ones where the faces are recognizable,” he said.
Chen Jieyu was a bit puzzled, but still did as he asked.
Just during the Lantern Festival, her dad had specifically posted a family picture on his social dia with the caption: “Lantern Festival Reunion.”
In the photo, the man and the woman were hugging their son Chen Qi, with the grandparents sitting beside them.
Chen Jieyu opened this post and then forwarded the picture to Cheng Zhu.
Cheng Zhu glanced at her phone and let out a snort of derision at the caption.
“What are you planning to do?” Chen Jieyu asked.
“It’s not sothing that can be explained in a few words, but you definitely need to cooperate with ,” he said.
“How should I cooperate?”
“You need to disappear,” Cheng Zhu said with a smile.
After speaking, he quickly added, “But I don’t an you should literally hide, rather, no matter how they try to contact you, whether it’s calling, texting, or anything else, just ignore them. Do not contact them in any way.”
Chen Jieyu nodded.
This, she could definitely manage.
But she still had other concerns.
“His personality is such that he would make a scene at the university,” the counselor said.
Cheng Zhu simply waved his hand nonchalantly and reassured, “Don’t worry, he won’t be able to cause any trouble.”
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In a hotel near Technology University.
Chen Qin sat on a chair, clasping a cigarette that was nearly burnt down to the stub.
He always smoked his cigarettes right down to the end.
The middle-aged man had dark skin and pronounced forehead creases.
One of the creases was particularly deep, as if carved out by a knife.
Overall, he had a naturally fierce look about him.
He looked like soone who wasn’t easy to get along with.
At that mont, a knock on the door sounded, and Chen Qin got up to answer it.
Chen Ruyu walked in, placing the canvas bag she used for carrying pickles on the table.
“How did it go?” Chen Qin asked.
“Nannan said she doesn’t have any money, that she’s used it all up,” Chen Ruyu reported exactly.
Instantly, Chen Qin’s eyebrows furrowed.
“How could she spend so much money? You’re the one who raised such a wasteful girl!” he shouted at his wife.
Chen Ruyu opened her mouth, but didn’t know how to respond.
In reality, there are many couples like this, who, when blaming their children, also point the finger at their spouse, believing the child is either taught or just like them.
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