Rebirth Chief Ex-Husband Don't Mess With Me

After all, Shen Hanyu is also Shen Hanfeng's sister since childhood.

Although the relationship between the two is not as close as that of ordinary sisters, they are sisters after all. Shen Hanfeng feels uncomfortable leaving like this.

Lin Xue looked at Shen Hanfeng for a long time before asking: "Mom, are you reluctant to let her go?"

Shen Hanfeng shook his head and said: "It's not that I'm reluctant to give up. After all, I don't want to see the situation we are in today's situation. She has believed in Buddhism since she was a child. Now she can settle down and take refuge in Buddha and her religion." It is also good to spend your old age religiously."

Lin Xue still had some resentment towards Shen Hanyu and didn't care much about this matter, so she didn't ask any more questions. She just focused on taking care of Shen Hanfeng and hoped that she could recover soon. At the same time, she and Shen Hanfeng She mentioned that she was going to work.

Shen Hanfeng did not comment on Lin Xue's idea, but said: "If you want to, and Qu Feng will let you go, then you can go."

"Yes." Lin Xue nodded, "I will go when you fully recover."

It is already the second year since Shen Hanfeng's foot fully recovered.

The next day in spring, in April, the season when the grass grows, the sun warms, and everything revives, Shen Hanfeng finally left the wheelchair and fully recovered.

After Lin Xue confirmed that Shen Hanfeng was fine, he began to look for a job. However, it was really difficult to find a satisfactory job. Lin Xue went around in circles for two or three weeks, but could not find a suitable one.

Qu Feng once offered to help her, but she refused with courage and vowed to find a good job by her own ability.

This was already the third week since Lin Xue started looking for a job, but she still couldn't find a suitable one. On this day, as soon as she got home, she was decadent, threw away her bag, and stretched herself out on the sofa.

Chenjun brought a glass of water to his mother and continued reading his book without saying anything.

Chen Jun is eight years old this year. The older he gets, the more he looks like Qu Feng. Now standing next to Qu Feng, he looks like a miniature version of Qu Feng. Lin Xue looks at him occasionally and has to marvel at the wonder of genetic genes.

Lin Xue lay on the sofa and let out a long sigh.

Finally at this time, Chen Jun spoke: "Mom, you still can't find a job?"

Lin Xue said "Ah" tiredly, which was considered as acknowledgment to her son.

Chen Jun held his chin and pondered for a long time before asking: "Mom, are your demands too high?"

It's not that Lin Xue has never thought about this problem. In fact, her requirements are not too high, she just wants to find a suitable one.

At this moment, Lin Xue's cell phone rang. It was Wang Qianqian's call.

On the phone, Wang Qianqian said: "The company I used to work for, after I passed your information and previous works to our boss, she was very satisfied and asked you to go for an interview tomorrow. How about it, are you interested?"

The company that Wang Qianqian works for is a large company with one of the best reputations in the industry. It has gathered countless big-name domestic designers. Unfortunately, there has been no recruitment information recently, so Lin Xue did not submit her resume. Now that she has such a good opportunity, she How could you not want to?

Immediately jumping up from the sofa, Lin Xue thanked Wang Qianqian on the other end of the phone again and again. After asking for the company's address and contact number, she hung up the phone, and then rushed over to hug Chen Jun. , shouted excitedly: "Son, I found a job."

Chen Jun rolled his eyes at Lin Xue's pain. When he saw Qu Feng coming back, he pitifully extended his hands to Qu Feng for help.

Qu Feng looked at his son's strange expression while changing his shoes. After a long time, he finally realized that his wife had strangled his son too tightly. He coughed and signaled to Lin Xue that he was back.

Facts have proved that Qu Feng's signal was spot on. As soon as Lin Xue heard his voice, she let go of Chen Jun and ran towards him.

Qu Feng expressed that he really liked his wife's embrace of her, but... could she not hug her so tightly?

Chenjun sat on the sofa, looked at his father and said "I sympathize with you", and then silently immersed himself in reading.

When Qu Feng waited for Lin Xue to be excited enough, he asked with difficulty: "What are you so excited about?"

Lin Xue smiled broadly at Qu Feng: "I found a job!"

"Oh?" Qu Feng raised his eyebrows and reminded kindly, "Mrs. Qu, do you think you have found a job and don't need me to support you anymore, so you want to strangle me to death?"

Lin Xue was stunned, and finally realized that she was a little too excited, and let go of Qu Feng in embarrassment.

Qu Feng looked at Lin Xue with tenderness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. He lowered his head and kissed Lin Xue on the forehead, "Mrs. Qu, this is your reward for finding a job."

Lin Xue: "..." This is obviously eating her up.

Qu Feng admired Lin Xue's speechless expression for a while, then walked towards Chen Jun while rolling up his sleeves and assuming a fighting posture, "Son, let's continue the game of chess from yesterday."

After being ravaged by Qu Feng for more than half a year, Chen Jun's chess skills have improved at an incredible speed. Although he will still lose to Qu Feng, he is completely out of Qu Feng's control. It is difficult for Qu Feng to think of his next move.

No matter how he goes, he will occasionally plot against Qu Feng's success.

Chen Jun had always longed to win a game against Qu Feng, so when he heard what Qu Feng said, he immediately put down the book in his hand, took out the chess set from under the tea machine, and based on his memory, played out the unfinished chess game from yesterday.

Qu Feng looked at the chess game that Chen Jun played in exactly the same position as yesterday. He stroked his chin and said "hmm" in appreciation, then sat on the sofa and rubbed his son's head, "Sure enough, I inherited it.

of excellent genes.”

Chen Jun remained silent and concentrated on studying the chess game.

Qu Feng nodded, feeling that being neither arrogant nor impetuous was one of his good genes. Even if he was praised, he could still be so calm. He was indeed his son.

"Dad, what are you thinking about? It's your turn." Chen Jun reminded Qu Feng as he looked at him.

Qu Feng was brought back to reality by his son's voice, he observed the chess game, and began to fight with his son over expectations.

Lin Xue stood aside and really couldn't figure out why the father and son loved playing chess so much.

In her opinion, chess is a game for the elderly, but why is Mao so fond of this father and son? And she personally feels that it is boring...

Perhaps because she felt too bored, Lin Xue left the living room after watching for a while and went to the kitchen to cook. More than thirty minutes later, Qu Feng also came in and picked up the kitchen knife on the side to cut potatoes.

In fact, Lin Xue has always felt that for a person like Qu Feng, his hands are only suitable for signing documents, but now that he is wearing casual home clothes and an apron, there is no sense of disobedience at all. Instead, he exudes a sense of homeliness.

The smell of a good man comes.

If there is a kind of person who can confuse people's hearts no matter when, where or in what state, then Qu Feng is undoubtedly this kind of person.

Lin Xue threw the star anise into the beef soup and asked Qu Feng casually: "Who won?" Of course she was asking about the game between Qu Feng and his son.

Qu Feng neatly cut the potatoes into shreds and said leisurely: "Of course I won. It's so shameless to lose to my 8-year-old son..."

"..." After opening her eyes for a moment, Lin Xue finally said, "Do you feel that Chen Jun is becoming more and more mature?"