Zhou Han finally boarded a plane to Shanghai with Xia Xia and the others. After several hours of air flight, they successfully arrived at Shanghai Hongqiao Airport.
"Why is it colder than last time?!" After getting off the plane, Zhou Han couldn't help complaining. He was not afraid of the cold, but was afraid that Xia Xia would catch a cold. He quickly took out the down jacket he had prepared in advance, "Hurry up and put it on.
Otherwise you’ll catch a cold!”
"Well... of course it's cold, today is New Year's Eve." Xia Xia hid under Zhou Han's warm arms, "Tonight, let's stay up together!"
"Okay~"
Ning Dashu and Lin Meihong were particularly warm when they returned to their hometown. The weather was cold, but their hearts were full of warmth. The couple smiled from ear to ear and looked around at the new changes in Shanghai. Although they come back once a year, they may not necessarily come back.
It's the Chinese New Year, so it's very happy for the whole family to come back together this time.
A car has been prepared in Shanghai to take them to the hotel. The Xia Xia family's house in Shanghai has always been rented out to others. Every year they come back and squeeze in the same room with Xia Xia. Now Zhou Han is here.
We arranged a five-star hotel and had a comfortable stay.
"Wow, this is the room we stayed in last time!" Xia Xia praised as soon as she entered the door, "The night view of this room is very beautiful, and it will be even more beautiful on New Year's Eve."
Zhou Han put down his luggage and said with a smile, "This is also the place where we first knew the baby was coming...remember?"
Xia Xia thought about it carefully, "Hoho, yes, yes, the baby also likes to eat Shanghai snacks, haha~" She stepped forward and hugged Zhou Han, "The Chinese New Year is more lively than usual, there are more uncles and family members, I'm afraid you are not used to it...
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"Didn't I go there last time? It's okay. I like drinking soju with them and chatting about trivial matters!" Zhou Han held Xia Xia in his arms, "Actually, I have always longed for a lively New Year...
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They took a short rest in the hotel and then went to their uncle's house. The community seemed a little cleaner, the scattered debris in the corridors had been cleared away, and the cracked plaster in some places on the walls was still firmly there.
Zhou Han wondered if it would fall off if he pinched it gently with his fingers.
As soon as Mr. Ning entered the room, he and his uncle were all over each other. The two brothers went to one side to chat, while Lin Meihong rolled up her sleeves and went into the kitchen to help her aunt. The well-behaved Minmin seemed to have grown up again, and her smiling face was so red that she looked like him.
The ripe apple has been sitting in Xia Xia's arms asking for sweets. Zhou Han chatted with Xia Xia's cousin casually, talking about work, life and stress. Although the two people have different identities, they are both men and they are similar in age.
It's not difficult to find common topics.
After a while, the New Year's Eve dinner started with everyone's long-awaited call. No one regarded Zhou Han as an outsider. Uncle took a sip of Baigan and got drunk, "Zhou Han, I didn't have a good time with you last time, but today I can't."
If you want to drink well, I have prepared enough wine."
"No problem, I'll stay with you until the end!"
Xia Xia nudged Zhou Han with her elbow and leaned into his ear to remind him, "My uncle drinks a lot. Be careful. I won't take care of you when you're drunk."
"Xia Xia, are you siding with your husband so soon?" The tip of my uncle's ear heard Xia Xia's murmur, "Don't worry, I won't knock your Zhou Han down, haha~"
Zhou Han smiled and touched Xia Xia's head, helping her cover up her shame, "Haha, don't worry, I'm not drunk even after a thousand cups!"
The sound of firecrackers was heard outside the house, and Minmin clamored to watch, but her cousin couldn't resist her and held her to the window to watch. Zhou Han fantasized that in the near future, I would be able to hold my own child and watch the fireworks.
Shanghai is lively and bustling, but Australia is deserted. Zhou Zhigao and Lin Sha's living habits have not changed for several years. It doesn't matter if their son is at home or not. But Qingyou starts to be irritable, she is like just now
The trapped animals that are released from the cage are accustomed to loneliness when they stay in the cage, but once they are released from the cage, they can no longer bear it.
She was annoyed that Zhou Han went to Shanghai, and also annoyed that Yang Yifeng had ignored him recently. She seemed to be used to Yang Yifeng's one-word greetings in the past, but now that he was suddenly cold, she was not used to it.
"Hey, Yifeng, I want to see you. I'll meet you in Times Square!" After saying that, Qingyou hung up the phone, picked up her handbag and went out.
The streets at night were still bustling, and the lights of the city were far brighter than the stars in the sky. Yang Yifeng stood in the center of Times Square, looking at the woman walking leisurely in front of him, Qingyou, are you done yet?
This is the fifth time Xia Qingyou has come out to Yang Yifeng in just three days.
"What on earth do you want to do?" Yang Yifeng finally couldn't help but get angry, "One moment you say you want to go to California, the next moment you say you can't go, the next moment you want to do this, the next moment you want to do that, what on earth do you want to do?!"
Qingyou was stunned for a moment and looked at him pitifully, "I just don't want to be alone..."
Yang Yifeng felt soft-hearted for a moment. Damn it, women know this trick, and he was just fooled by it. He pursed his lips helplessly, "It's so late, why don't you go to my place? Don't get me wrong, I just don't want you to do it again.
I screamed!"
Qingyou calmly stepped forward and hugged Yang Yifeng's arm, "Okay, let's go then~"
Returning to the apartment, Qingyou saw the people inside and stayed at the door in a daze. When did Xiao Bu catch up with Yang Yifeng?
"Sister Qingyou~" Xiaobu was filled with joy and trotted to the door and took Qingyou's hand, "Why are you here? Great, I haven't seen you for a long time."
Qingyou was so surprised that she stammered, "Why...how come you...at Yifeng's house..."
Yang Yifeng closed the door and came in, "She lost her job when you moved back to Zhou's house, so I hired her." You should be happy now. You can reminisce, chat and complain to Xiao Bu.
"Ha..." Qingyou looked embarrassed, "She also works as a nanny at your house?" Who are you kidding? She is not a woman hiding at home, but a woman of such low status.
"Well, there happens to be someone who cleans the house and cooks for me!" Yang Yifeng replied naturally. Maybe I can be your companion in the future, but he can only think about this in his heart, and it is estimated that he will never realize it.
"Xiaobu!" Qingyou suddenly yelled at Xiaobu, "Why did you find a relationship to find me? Are you short of money? I didn't expect that you are so fond of playing tricks at a young age. You use me as a springboard, don't you?
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Xiaobu looked puzzled, why did the always gentle and weak Qingyou sister change so much, "Sister Qingyou, what are you talking about..."
"Pah!" Qingyou said nothing, stepped forward and raised her right hand, and slapped Xiao Bu on the face as mercilessly as she slapped Xia Xia. The slap caused her to feel pain, and she shrank her hand behind her back and held it tightly.
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How could the thin Xiaobu withstand such a strong force and was knocked down directly to the ground, "Sister Qingyou..." Her eyes were full of horror and disbelief.
Yang Yifeng could no longer hold back his anger. He pushed Qingyou away, stepped to Xiao Bu, bent down to support her, then raised his head and glared at the crazy woman, "Xia Qingyou, what on earth are you doing?
What's wrong with you!"
"What are you yelling at? I'm teaching this damn kid not to seduce other people's men at a young age!" Qingyou clenched her hands, still domineering. Facing Zhou Han, she would shrink back, but in front of her was Yang Yifeng, she