I Really Didn’t Want to be Born Again

After Chen Hansheng's false singing was discovered, Lao Xiao stepped onto the stage in two steps, took the microphone and talked about his feelings about his daughter's 20th birthday.

One is to ease Chen Hansheng's embarrassment, and the other is to worry about what he will do, and his own speech will be delayed.

"Twenty years ago, when you croaked to the ground, my dad watched you waving a small arm. At that time, he thought that this is my daughter. I will use my life to protect and beloved daughter..."

Lao Xiao spoke very emotionally, because these are all his true feelings, just like high school writing, the Chinese teacher often asks us to write real things, so that the scoring teacher has a sense of substitution.

Therefore, when Old Xiao spoke, many relatives and friends of parents in the banquet hall were all immersed in it.

Liang Meijuan was also touched and said to her husband: "Han Sheng was also very cute when he was a child. When I got off work, he stood at the door, holding on to the door frame and shouting, "Mom is back". I only need to hear this voice after a busy day. Is full of power."

Chen Zhaojun gave his wife a blank look: "When he called like this, he basically got into trouble. He pretended to be obedient when he was worried about being beaten. Do you think about it carefully?"

Liang Meijuan tilted her head and thought for a while, and suddenly hit Lao Chen: "Could you not remind me so bluntly, let me retain a good impression."

Old Chen shook his head helplessly. On the stage, Xiao Hongwei spoke more and more deeply, causing Xiaoyuer to burst into tears.

She didn't know how the real princess lived, but in the first two decades of her life, her parents did hold herself in the palm of her hand.

"I hope you can treat me better in the years to come."

Xiao Yuer turned his gaze to a certain person. He was the emcee of the banquet. Even if the fake phono was punctured, he could not leave the stage. From time to time, he handed paper towels eye-catchingly, because Lao Xiao was a little choked.

"Uncle Xiao, it's almost done."

Chen Hansheng turned off the microphone and quietly reminded: "Don't behave like Xiao Yuer is about to marry, save a little bit to wait for her to get married, you think it's 12:30, everyone always has to eat. "

Xiao Hongwei didn’t express his feelings. The biggest waste of time seemed to be the emcee in front of him who pretended to be innocent. Old Xiao didn’t care about the younger generation. He just glanced at him and said, if there are some things, I actually said something. I'll listen to you."

After Xiao Hongwei went down, Chen Hansheng silently spread his hands: "Tell me what to do, I'm just a child."

Fortunately, all procedures are finally completed, and the waiter can serve the dishes.

As for the effect, just look at the affection in Xiao Rongyu's eyes.

While eating, Chen Hansheng sat next to Liang Meijuan and licked his face to say hello: "Mom~"

"Oh, this is not Emcee Chen."

Liang Meijuan sneered: "Why come to our table."

Chen Hansheng smiled "hehe", and shouted at Old Chen: "Dad~"

"Well, eat first."

Chen Zhaojun had a faint expression as before, but first handed Chen Hansheng his clean dishes.

Seeing his son devouring food and his wife habitually scolding by the side, Old Chen also had a trace of calm satisfaction in his eyes.

"mom."

As Chen Hansheng ate, he suddenly remembered something: "You let me watch the Sharp LCD TV in Jianye. I forgot about it."

"It's not surprising that you either took the female guest number one with your relatives, or you celebrated the birthday of the female guest number two. It's not important for your parents to have a pretty girl."

Liang Meijuan satirized her son without mercy.

Chen Zhaojun was a little strange: "What do you do when watching LCD TV? Isn't there a color TV at home?"

"My mother cares about your eyes."

Chen Hansheng grinned and said: "She said that at the time. She only knew that she was holding the TV after work. If her eyes are blind, I have to wait for me. Let's show your dad the LCD TV. Sister Mao said that the material damages the eye mask. It's small, but you can't buy it in Hong Kong City. You can take a look at Jianye."

"I always felt that there was an important thing in life that I had forgotten, but fortunately, I have asked the secretary to buy it."

Chen Hansheng revealed an important message that he has a secretary.

However, Lao Chen and Liang Meijuan only discussed LCD TVs on their own.

"I heard that the LCD TV is now more than 10,000 yuan, it is too expensive."

Chen Zhaojun frowned and said.

Liang Meijuan curled her lips: "It's okay. Your son has money. He can spend 100,000 yuan to buy a car for a girl and honor him with a TV. What's wrong?"

Chen Zhaojun nodded: "It seems to make sense."

Liang Meijuan snorted coldly: "Don't save money in the future, or you will lose too much."

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Chen Hansheng watched his parents gossiping like this, thinking that they hadn’t heard clearly, and then said emphatically: “That secretary is still good, I can say that I trained it by myself, clever, loyal, and dare to speak out... "

"Are you listening!"

Chen Hansheng couldn't help complaining, because his parents didn't dump themselves at all.

Liang Meijuan looked at Chen Hansheng at this time: "I didn't hear it, what did you just say?"

"Forget it, you did it on purpose."

Chen Hansheng threw the bowls and chopsticks away, and left his seat depressed. He couldn't show off in front of his parents.

"Have you heard, our son has a secretary."

Only then did Liang Meijuan reach Lao Chen's arm.

"This will happen in the future."

Chen Zhaojun was very satisfied with the results just now: "He was unruly at first, and his personality was a bit unruly. If we mix well, we have to suppress his temper at home so that he can't keep him proud; one day his business fails. We must encourage him and give him the courage and strength to come again."

Liang Meijuan raised her head. Her son had a cigarette in his mouth. He was talking to the classmate who was on stage just now with a hippie smile, nodding slightly: "I listen to you."

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Wang Zibo's poems and the others sat at a table alone, Chen Hansheng walked over and made a couple of jokes, then came to the table of Xiao Hongwei's family.

Xiao Rongyu's gaze never left Chen Hansheng that much. Girls like her are easy to get angry but are also very good at coaxing. What Chen Hansheng did today, including fake singing, will be enough for Xiao Yuer to remember for a lifetime.

"Han Sheng, eat so quickly?"

Lu Yuqing asked.

"Ok."

Chen Hansheng blinked at Xiao Rongyu, smiled and said, "I'll discuss how these students will arrange?"

"How to arrange?"

Xiao Rongyu was stunned for a moment: "I will go back to school tomorrow, didn't I go back together?"

"It's okay to go back together, but it will inevitably owe favor."

Chen Hansheng explained: “For example, after you return to Dongda University, you can face your roommates again, just think that they have come to Hong Kong City for your birthday party hundreds of kilometers, will you be grateful?”

Xiao Yuer thought for a while, and said honestly: "Yes."

Xiao Hongwei had just finished drinking, he blushed and leaned over to listen.

"That's it."

Chen Hansheng said: "Rather than owe this favor, it is better to pay back as soon as possible. I am going to invite them to Huaguoshan in the afternoon. I will cover the entrance fee. I will ask them to sing a song in the evening. In short, just spend the money to let them see. In the end, everyone is happy and doesn't owe each other."

"Han Sheng makes sense."

Lao Xiao had been in officialdom for so long, and he immediately figured out the flavor of it. He knew that Chen Hansheng was planning for his daughter.

"We should give this money."

Lu Yuqing said politely.

Chen Hansheng smiled and said nothing.

Xiao Hongwei glared at his wife: "Then the hard worker will get promoted. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"But, I can't live without this afternoon."

Xiao Yuer looked around, "There are relatives here."

"You don't need to go."

Chen Hansheng stood up: "You can stay with your relatives at home and leave it to me."

"Little Chen..."

Xiao Yu'er stretched out his hand to hold the hem of Chen Hansheng's suit, and looked up at him, eyes full of dependence.

Chen Hansheng patted her on the head with a smile, and shook his body and left.

"I raised a twenty-year-old girl, and grew up since then!"

Lao Xiao sighed and sipped two sips of wine, only he knew what he felt best.

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