Four Hundred and Thirty-Five, Are You Willing to Go Home with Me?

After Huang Hui took a shower, she walked out wearing a bath towel, but the complexity in her eyes had disappeared, and it seemed to be no different from usual.

Wang Zibo was inexplicably flustered. Both of them were already like this. Why did Sister Xiaohui react so calmly?

"You should go take a shower too."

Huang Hui said.

"oh oh."

Wang Zibo moved a little slowly. In fact, he had a lot to say, but he just didn't know how to say it.

Before entering the bathroom, Wang Zibo turned his head and glanced at Huang Hui again, and found that she was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking down at the text messages on her phone, not paying attention to herself at all.

This feeling made Wang Zibo very uneasy. Under normal circumstances, a girl should throw herself into a boy's arms, and the boy should hug her shoulders and whisper comfort.

"Should I be more proactive?"

Wang Zibo thought silently. Chen Hansheng didn't teach him how to operate in this situation. Everything relied on his own true thoughts.

Therefore, Wang Zibo thought for a while and suddenly came to Huang Hui. This action shocked Huang Hui.

"Aren't you going to take a shower?" Huang Hui asked.

"Sister Xiaohui, I...I will be responsible!"

Wang Zibo said this vow hard and nervously.

Huang Hui had a strange expression, blinked and looked at Wang Zibo, and finally just said: "You go take a shower first."

The "casualness" displayed by Huang Hui made Wang Zibo feel empty. While taking a bath, he reflected that maybe his promise was not practical enough and he should really put it into practice.

"How to practice it?"

Wang Zibo thought for a while and felt that he should take her to meet her good friends. Although Chen Hansheng and Huang Hui had already met, this time was different.

"I want to meet you as my woman!"

Wang Zibo said to himself.

He really did this and called Chen Hansheng immediately after taking a shower.

"last night······"

Chen Hansheng also wanted to tease a few more words,

Unexpectedly, Wang Zibo interrupted him directly: "Huang Hui and I are looking for you to have dinner at noon."

"This is a successful sword show."

Chen Hansheng's words were still so incoherent: "Then find a small restaurant nearby, and the three of us can have something together."

"No, you still have to take Shen Youchu with you."

Wang Zibo glanced at Huang Hui. She was still playing with her phone with her head down, as if she didn't care about her behavior.

"What to do with her?"

Chen Hansheng asked.

"I brought my girlfriend, you brought your girlfriend, and we ate in this capacity!"

Wang Zibo emphasized seriously.

Chen Hansheng understood that Wang Zibo expected him to respect Huang Hui and not be like before.

"Well, let's do that."

Chen Hansheng was silent for a while: "You and Huang Hui come to our school cafeteria. Since you are our own people, there is no need to eat outside. Just deal with it casually."

Wang Zibo was very happy to hear this. For Chen Hansheng, the more polite you are, the worse it is. Being silent only shows how important you are in his heart.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zibo excitedly said to Huang Hui: "We will go to the University of Finance and Economics later, and I made an appointment with Xiao Chen and Shen Youchu for dinner."

Huang Hui originally wanted to refuse, but seeing the sincerity and determination in Wang Zibo's eyes, she hesitated and nodded in agreement.

After the two left the hotel, nothing seemed to have changed in Gangneung University Town, except that the weather was a bit cloudy, there were still many students coming and going, and Guangliang's "First Time" was displayed in the roadside clothing store.

"The first time I said I loved you, I couldn't breathe and my heart was shaking; the first time I held your hands, I lost my direction and didn't know where to go..."

Wang Zibo listened and suddenly took Huang Hui's left hand.

This action is relatively rare between the two of them. In the past, Huang Hui would hug Wang Zibo and act coquettishly when she wanted to buy something.

When Huang Hui saw her hand being held, she probably didn't react, so she walked for more than ten steps. Just when Wang Zibo was feeling happy, Huang Hui suddenly withdrew again.

"It's too hot and my palms are sweaty."

Huang Hui explained.

Wang Zibo nodded, pretending not to notice Huang Hui's slightly frowning, hoping it wasn't disgust.

The two of them were already like this, how could she still dislike them?

Arriving at the Caida cafeteria, Wang Zibo saw Chen Hansheng and Shen Youchu standing at the door.

One was talking on the phone with his arms akimbo, and seemed to be quite excited; the other was waiting quietly beside him, carrying a small cloth bag.

Wang Zibo was quite moved. This was the first time that Chen Hansheng had such a temper, which showed that he listened to what he said.

When Huang Hui saw Chen Hansheng, a smile filled with awe appeared on her face: "Mr. Chen, You Chu."

Chen Hansheng nodded his chin. He was on the phone: "Director Cheng, please listen to my explanation. This is impossible. I guarantee my personality that that contract is definitely a fake!"

Not knowing who was opposite him, he actually forced Chen Hansheng to "vouch for his own personality."

"Okay, since you don't believe it, I can't help it. In short, if I say no, it means no. Otherwise, you can give an order to the following franchisees to cancel all cooperation with Rocket 101."

Chen Hansheng hung up the phone and muttered impatiently: "Fuck you, you bitch!"

"Who?"

Wang Zibo asked.

"fine."

Chen Hansheng waved his hands and didn't want to talk more.

Wang Zibo didn't take it seriously. It was too common for Chen Hansheng to curse people. He pointed at Huang Hui and introduced: "Xiao Chen, this is Huang Hui."

Chen Hansheng turned his head and looked at Wang Zibo like he was looking at a fool: "I knew this two years ago."

Wang Zibo couldn't help but pat his head. He really wanted to express that his and Huang Hui's identities were now different.

Huang Hui greeted Shen Youchu affectionately. Although Shen Youchu's clothes were ordinary, Huang Hui knew that to her, the luxury goods in Xinjiekou were just stored on the counter.

Shen Youchu can buy it back whenever he wants it, without any difficulty.

The four of them found a table and sat down. Chen Hansheng bought several plates of stir-fried vegetables. These were naturally far inferior to the luxury in the hotel, but Chen Hansheng ate quickly, and Shen Youchu also took small bites of green vegetables.

"What a strange couple. They don't look like rich people at all."

Huang Hui felt a little greasy, but she didn't dare to show it.

After finally finishing the meal, Wang Zibo suddenly said solemnly: "Xiao Chen, I want to take Sister Xiaohui home to meet her parents."

"What?"

Chen Hansheng's eyes widened.

Huang Hui's reaction was even more exaggerated. She spat out all the soup she was drinking on the table, choking and coughing.

Shen Youchu took out a tissue from the small cloth bag and handed it over. Huang Hui glanced at Wang Zibo in disbelief, stood up and walked towards the sink in the cafeteria.

"You must be crazy."

Chen Hansheng couldn't help but cursed: "Why did you take her to see Aunt Lu?"

"We already have this kind of relationship, and I want to make her feel at ease." Wang Zibo said seriously.

"You just want to make yourself feel at ease."

Chen Hansheng sneered: "Being sure that you will not leave can only be called a sense of belonging; being sure that Huang Hui will not leave is called a sense of security. You just hope to bring Huang Hui to meet her parents to increase your sense of security."

At this time, Huang Hui cleaned her mouth and came back, while Wang Zibo was still explaining stubbornly.

"Sister Xiaohui, I'm not kidding."

Wang Zibo said sincerely and simply: "We already have this kind of relationship. I want to take you home to meet your parents."

Huang Hui glanced at Chen Hansheng: "It's still too early."

"It is late."

Wang Zibo was very insistent.

Huang Hui stopped talking.

Chen Hansheng suddenly found it very interesting, how would Huang Hui answer if he was not here.

"Jingle Bell."

When the phone rang again, Chen Hansheng shook his head and said, "I have something to do. You can go back by yourselves. Huang Hui doesn't have to go to work in the afternoon, so take a rest."

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the cafeteria in a swagger. After Shen Youchu said goodbye politely, he trotted to the door of the cafeteria and saw Chen Hansheng standing at the door, holding a mobile phone in one hand and stretching out the other hand.

Shen Youchu was a little shy, but he held on gently and listened silently as Chen Hansheng vouched and swore about his "personality".

Wang Zibo was very envious. Whether it was Xiao Rongyu or Shen Youchu, the relationship between them and Chen Hansheng had a particularly beautiful side.

"Sister Xiaohui, let's go too."

Wang Zibo also extended his hand, wanting to give Huang Hui a hand.

Unexpectedly, Huang Hui just stood up and said, "I took a taxi back first. I didn't get a good rest last night."

"Oh... Okay."

Wang Zibo nodded blankly. He suddenly lost his courage and once again asked Huang Hui to follow him back to Hong Kong City.

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