I really don't want to be reborn.

"Beep, beep, beep."

"Hello, this is Xiao Hongwei."

"Hello, Uncle Xiao, I'm Chen Hansheng, I want to find Xiao Rongyu."

"Hansheng, Xiao Yuer is resting, please call me tomorrow."

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"Beep, beep, beep."

"Hello, who is this?"

"Good morning, Uncle Xiao, I'm Chen Hansheng, please let Xiao Rongyu answer the phone."

"Xiao Yuer is out, sorry."

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"Beep, beep, beep."

"Uncle Xiao, this is Chen Hansheng, I want to find Xiao Rongyu."

"Xiao Yuer hasn't come back yet, please call me in the evening."

"It's okay, then please tell her that I'm back to school today."

Hearing this, the other end of the phone suddenly became quiet, as if someone covered the microphone. Chen Hansheng had good hearing and could vaguely recognize Xiao Hongwei's vague voice: "He's back to school today..."

Chen Hansheng couldn't hear who was answering. After a long while, Xiao Hongwei picked up the phone and said, "Hansheng, I will pass it on. Then you should be careful and report the news to your parents at school."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Hongwei looked at Xiao Rongyu worriedly and said distressedly, "Why did you quarrel? Tell your father."

Xiao Rongyu was wearing a milky white suspender pajamas, her hair was casually scattered, and she sat on the sofa with her knees hugged. She looked haggard, her eyes were a little red and swollen, and her delicate melon-seed face looked a little sharper.

She didn't say anything, just sat there blankly.

Xiao Rongyu locked the bedroom door directly after returning last night, and Chen Hansheng called soon after.

Not to mention analyzing from the perspective of professional sensitivity, even judging from his father's identity, Xiao Hongwei also knew that this matter must be related to Chen Hansheng.

"Your mother is coming back soon, and she will definitely ask questions when she sees you in this state."

Xiao Hongwei sighed and said.

This sentence finally worked. It seemed that Xiao Rongyu didn't want her mother to find out anything, so she finally stood up and went to wash up.

"Xiao Yu'er."

Xiao Hongwei called her: "Are you and Chen Hansheng in love?"

Xiao Rongyu turned around and said firmly: "No, not before, not now, and never in the future!"

Xiao Hongwei sighed. He was an experienced person and a criminal investigation expert. He could tell whether his daughter was lying or not.

At noon, Xiao Rongyu's mother Lu Yuqing came home from get off work. She saw her husband washing vegetables in the kitchen, so she took off her coat and went to help.

"Where's Xiao Yu'er?" Lu Yuqing asked.

"She just got up and was washing up."

Xiao Hongwei took the initiative to help his daughter lie.

Lu Yuqing was a little surprised: "She rarely woke up so late before."

"It's a holiday, it's normal to sleep a few more hours."

Xiao Hongwei pretended to be a little impatient, so Lu Yuqing didn't ask any more questions.

After a while, Xiao Hongwei casually said, "I remember you and Chen Zhaojun's wife are quite familiar with each other."

"Liang Meijuan?"

Lv Yuqing said, "We used to be quite familiar with each other, but we haven't been in touch much recently."

"Then let's meet for dinner when we have time. Friends should still interact more often." Xiao Hongwei said while picking vegetables.

"Why, is Chen Zhaojun going to be promoted?"

Lv Yuqing, who is also in the system, immediately thought of this possibility.

Xiao Hongwei laughed and cried, "We are all so old and still thinking about promotion. It's just a meeting."

Seeing that her husband didn't tell the truth, Lv Yuqing stopped asking. Xiao Hongwei's work often involves confidentiality, and family members can't ask too much.

"Okay, I'll go help Xiaoyuer tie her hair. I'll make an appointment when I'm free."

After Lu Yuqing left the kitchen, Xiao Hongwei wiped the water stains on his hands and sighed, "We've almost reached the top. Now we need to make plans for our children early."

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A similar scene was also happening at Chen Hansheng's home, but the atmosphere was completely different.

"Why is my life so miserable? I haven't had a good day since I married into the Chen family. I finally waited for my son to grow up, but he turned out to be a conscienceless dog."

Chen Hansheng wanted to go back to school before the holiday was over. Liang Meijuan couldn't persuade him and kept nagging beside him.

"I'm the class monitor now. Time doesn't belong to me. It belongs to all the students in the second class of public administration. Mom, I can't help myself."

Chen Hansheng was packing his luggage while talking nonsense.

"Bah, I really don't know why the head teacher chose you as the class monitor."

Liang Meijuan knew her son. When he didn't want to tell the truth, he would talk nonsense.

Chen Hansheng always packs his own luggage, and Chen Zhaojun and Liang Meijuan will not interfere. This is a habit formed over the years. However, seeing two Hong Kong specialty geese in the package, Liang Meijuan asked: "Are you bringing them to your roommates?"

"No, they are for the class teacher." Chen Hansheng said.

This time, he brought local specialties from his hometown specifically for Guo Zhongyun, firstly to thank him for helping to calm down the beating incident last time, and secondly to continue to maintain his personal relationship with him.

Chen Hansheng cannot give Guo Zhongyun a red envelope of even a dime. Let's not talk about whether he will accept it. Once money is involved, this relatively simple teacher-student relationship will immediately deteriorate.

Before leaving, Liang Meijuan took out another 1,000 yuan for Chen Hansheng to take with him, but Chen Hansheng didn't want it at all: "I don't need money now."

"How much of the 2,000 yuan living expenses you brought when school started is left?"

Liang Meijuan was worried and had to ask clearly.

"Half of it has been used up."

Chen Hansheng told the truth.

Liang Meijuan was stunned for a moment: "It's only been a month, how did you spend it?"

When Chen Hansheng was studying at home, the monthly living expenses for a family of three were only about 1,000 yuan. Now that Chen Hansheng has gone to college, Liang Meijuan and Chen Zhaojun only need a few hundred yuan for daily expenses each month.

"Eating, drinking, buying sundries, men always have to socialize." Chen Hansheng said indifferently.

"You don't even have a girlfriend, and you still learn to socialize."

Liang Meijuan almost laughed out of anger, but also a little strange: "Then you don't want this 1,000 yuan?"

"I earned 2,500 somewhere else, so I'm always not short of money."

Chen Hansheng didn't want to explain too much, pushed open the door and said: "Old Chen, mother, I'm leaving first, you take care of your health at home, quarrel if you have nothing to do, just don't fight."

Looking at Chen Hansheng's back as he left, Liang Meijuan suddenly felt a little lonely.

"Old Chen, are we old?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I feel like Hansheng doesn't need us anymore. He doesn't want money or talk about things. He has his own world."

Chen Zhaojun smiled and gently hugged his wife's shoulders: "This is good. We can worry less in the future."

"That won't do!"

Liang Meijuan suddenly raised her eyebrows: "I still have to take care of the children of this little bastard. Do you have any colleagues or friends who have a daughter of the right age? Let them get married as soon as they graduate from college."

"Maybe... yes."

Chen Zhaojun didn't know that Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu had "broken up". This charming figure appeared in his mind.