MTL - Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian-Chapter 1942 Slowly bury the entire face in the palm of your hand

Chapter 1942 Slowly Buried The Whole Face In The Palm

Xu Jinfei grinned, "You tell me, is there a law that breaks the relationship between father and son?"

Xu Bohan's face was surging without saying a word.

But Zhuang Tianya hurriedly explained, "Uncle Xu, don't get me wrong, we didn't reunite, but I lived across the street and happened to meet him when I happened to buy breakfast."

"You have also lived opposite?" Xu Jinfei smiled with narrow eyes. "Live alone, aren't you married? I heard you were engaged to Tang Yan before?"

Zhuang Tianya froze and bowed her head, "I'm alone now, I broke up."

"Oh," Xu Jinfei raised his eyebrow and nodded, "The lovers who have lived so many years apart are so close again, this is fate."

"What the **** are you doing here?" Xu Bohan forbearably interrupted him. "Don't talk nonsense, I have a girlfriend, Zhuang Tianya, you go, this is a matter between our father and son."

Zhuang Tianya bit her lip and nodded helplessly, "Uncle, you and your son shouldn't quarrel with each other. What's the best thing to say, after all, they are biological."

She left with a bitter expression after speaking.

Xu Jinfei watched her cross the road before she looked back. "When did you find a girlfriend and what did you do, your mother knows?"

Xu Bohan looked at his father's look indifferently. Is he still not clear about who he is? Lilai is a poor and rich man. "No matter what she does, she is my girlfriend. Please do n’t You interfered in my own affairs, and you said it yourself. My son, you will be dead, I am very busy, I am going to work, you go to home, the key has not changed, please do not disturb me, There is nothing for us to say. If you are asking me for help, it will be even more impossible. "

"Sin child," Xu Jinfei's body shivered, "I came back to inform you that your grandfather died of illness last night."

Xu Bohan left a dead figure.

Xu Jinfei went on to say, "In the funeral home over Yecheng City, you can go there or not. I'll be honest, if you were cold and ruthless then, watching your uncle in jail would be unwilling to help, and your grandpa would not be angry. He had suffered a stroke for several years, but he still hasn't survived. "

Xu Bohan shook his fist hard, half-snapped, turned sideways, half-slumped in the shadow of morning light, indifferent. "Also, after so many strokes, I am afraid he didn't think that his son had to go to jail. It is because he is not disciplined as a father ... "

"Wang bastard," Xu Jinfei furiously, slap directly on his face.

But before he hit his face, Xu Bohan blocked it and fixed Xu Jinfei's hand in the air. "Dad, you are old, and now you are much slower and weaker than your hand that hit me."

After he said, he shook Xu Jinfei's hand away. "I have received your notification. If I have time, I will send him the last trip. If I don't have time ... just forget it."

He finished speaking and turned away without looking back, no matter how fierce Xu Jinfei scolded behind.

After getting in the car, he sat still for a while before slowly burying his entire face in the palm of his hand.

...

When he rushed to the court, Su Run saw his embarrassed complexion, and was surprised, "Master, you are ten minutes late today."

Seeing him late for the first time.

"Well, be late," Xu Bohan dragged his chair away and sat down expressionlessly.

Su Run watched his back for a while, and uneasy went out and secretly called An Lan.

(End of this chapter)