Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 1305 He Chen is disgusted

  Here, He Yanyi went to the window to have a meal, and He Yanmo took out his phone and opened WeChat.

  It’s late August, why isn’t brother Yin coming back...

  She hasn't seen him for more than a year.

  He Yanmo's eyes became lonely, and his eyes became much dim.

Suddenly, the corner of the table was hit by someone, He Yanmo raised his eyes, and in front of him was a red-faced boy trying to strike up a conversation with her, "You, hello, my name is Han Cheng, do you have any …That…is there…"

  He Yanmo put down the phone and answered the conversation patiently, "Do you want to ask me if I have a boyfriend?"

   "Hmm, yes, do you have one?"

  He Yanmo lightly said: "Sorry, I am a minor and cannot fall in love."

"Uh…"

   Han Cheng, who came to strike up a conversation, was dumbfounded by this answer.

  Minors can’t fall in love. Has it been written into the law now?

  Otherwise...why did she say so confidently?

  Are there few minors falling in love?

  His little niece started to pretend to be trapped by love at the age of twelve!

  The education of the school flower family...is it so demanding?

  Han Cheng turned around and ran away, He Yanmo shrugged disapprovingly, and continued to look down at his phone.

  It’s a good excuse to be a minor, and it’s been tried and tested.

  Not long after, He Yanyi brought two identical dishes on the table. He was about to speak when He Yanmo's phone rang.

   "Hey, handsome dad."

  At the end, it is daughter Nu Hechen.

  Hearing He Yanmo’s gentle call, He Chen blew out his cigarette, "Girl, have you eaten yet?"

   "Not yet, just arrived in the cafeteria." He Yanmo leaned back in his chair, "What's the matter if you are calling at this time?"

  He Chen’s legs overlapped on the edge of the table, and his tone was a little mysterious, "Go home tonight?"

   "The school will not let the night go home."

  He Chen chuckles, his voice is always indulgent, "I need I to call your principal?"

   "Class ends at five o'clock." He Yanmo curled his lips, "Brother and I go home together?"

  He Chen said: "He is whatever, I will let your Uncle Yong go over at 4:30."

   hung up the phone, He Yanyi asked: "What's the matter?"

   "Father asked us to go home at night, and didn't say anything. I guess I'm angry again."

  ...

  In the evening, the He family brothers and sisters returned to the old house as scheduled.

  The two entered the door and did not see He Chen, only their mother Yin Mo was sitting on the sofa and talking on the phone.

  He Yanmo wore a loose, thin sweater and swayed to her side. After sitting down, he began to peel the oranges and stuffed Yin Mo's mouth after peeling.

  This is the habit of the He family. The whole family, regardless of male or female, treats their hostess as a child.

  Handsome dad said that their mother's brain is not very good, and she must not be angry, otherwise she will be cut off from rice and food.

  At this moment, Yin Mo ate half a slice of orange and smiled while holding his mobile phone: "Qiaoqiao, then I won’t tell you yet. I will go to the laboratory to see you tomorrow, and we will talk at that time."

  He Yanmo leaned on the sofa, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Mom, how about my dad?"

   "Speak well."

  He Yanmo held his shoulder, "Mother, where is my father?"

  Yin Mo poked her forehead without a smile, "He is in the study upstairs."

   "Meet the guests?"

   Yin Mo cleared his throat, pretending to be mysterious and authentic: "It's a distinguished guest."

  He’s brothers and sisters looked at each other and said in unison: "Godfather?"

  Generally speaking, the "noble guest" her mother said, except for the godmother Li Qiao, only the godfather Shang Shaoyan is left.

   And this time, Yin Mo touched her daughter’s cheek, “You’ll know if you go up and take a look.”

  He Yanmo’s personality is most like He Chen. She fed Yin Mo two oranges, then got up and said, “Then I’ll listen to you. I’ll see how expensive this distinguished guest is.”

  Upstairs in the study room, the door is ajar.

  He Yanmo walked over gently and listened.

  But for a long while, there was no movement in the study. She grabbed the ponytail and took a short step forward with her waist.

   Still nothing happened.

  He Yanmo twisted his eyebrows and gently poke open the door to probe inside.

   didn't see her handsome father, but there was a black figure sitting at the desk with her back facing her.

  He Yanmo's red lips slightly opened, and his heartbeat speeded up inexplicably, with an indescribable feeling.

  She didn't hesitate anymore, knocked on the door of the room and walked forward step by step.

  In the study, there is an unobvious medicinal fragrance floating around.

  He Yanmo, seventeen years old, looked at that figure intently and gradually approached.

  From behind him, walking to his side, the outline of the side face reflected in the pupils gradually became clear.

  He Yanmo put one hand on the edge of the table, stood in front of Shang Yin, did not speak, just looked at him like that.

  Shang Yin folded his legs and played with the crystal bracelet in his hand. He raised his eyes slightly, his dark eyes were softly smiling, "Don’t know anymore?"

  He Yanmo remained silent, with her fingertips in the scribble circle on the corner of the table. She stood with her eyes drooping, which also covered the dark red of her eyes.

Shang Yin sighed softly, and put the old crystal bracelet on her wrist again, "Momo, I'm back."

  He Yanmo grabbed his finger and said, "August 10th, you did not come back, August 17th, you did not come back..."

   "Something has been delayed, I will apologize for you?"

  He Yanmo turned his back and gently rubbed the crystal on his wrist, "Then I..."

   Before the words were over, footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the door.

  He Yanmo shook off Shang Yin's hand, took two steps back and stood beside the bookshelf, and winked at Shang Yin with a smile.

  As if tacitly, the two opened a proper distance, so that when He Chen entered the door, he always felt that the atmosphere was particularly wrong.

  Speak ambiguously, they are very divided.

   Talk about warmth, but it is not appropriate.

  He Chen’s narrow, sharp eyes shuttled back and forth between Shang Yin and He Yanmo, “Why don’t you talk? You both have amnesia?”

  The two little boys grew up wearing crotch pants when they were young. How sticky is He Yanmo? Does he still know how he is a father?

  How did this grow up and become rusty? !

  He Yanmo has always been generous and frank, but at this time he rubbed his toes against the ground. A young girl said with an expression of Huaichun: "Dad, there is no memory loss, don't talk nonsense..."

  He Chen took his seat, and narrowed his eyes with indescribable words, "Be normal, who did you learn to do this?"

  He Yanmo glanced at her father, trying to explain, "I have always been here..."

"It's not such a virtue when you step on a stool to gamble in a casino." He Chen ruthlessly exposed He Yanmo's true face, "Go downstairs and play with your mother for a while, and I will talk to your brother Yin. "

"Oh."

  He Yanmo turned around hesitantly, and took a deep look at the handsome Shang Yin in a place where He Chen couldn't see it.

  I haven't seen him for more than a year, so I miss him so much.

  But in front of her shrewd father, she didn’t dare to be too presumptuous...

  He Yanmo couldn't help thinking, and had to think of a way to get him away.

  This dad is a little in the way.

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  (End of this chapter)