A beautiful reporter encounters the rich second generation of beasts: the confused wife broke into the wrong house 939. A Loving Father, a Loving Son, and a Filial Piety
939. A Loving Father, a Loving Son, and a Filial Piety
Seeing Gong Si's bad attitude, Luo Cheng almost yelled back, letting Gong Si know that he was the backbone of the family.
On the contrary, he suppressed his temper at the right time and replied with a smile on his face: "My wife's words are true. My wife has worked hard outside for a day, so I should serve her as my husband."
He said he was going to take the meal, even if all the food was eaten by Tang Shaobai, a slut, he couldn't complain at all.
Now is the time to talk to the outside world. After his love rival leaves, he can communicate with Gong Si.
Having convinced himself in this way, Luo Cheng poured the remaining vegetable dregs into his bowl. Seeing his own father's miserable state, Xiaojun couldn't help but sigh: "Mommy, Daddy is so pitiful. I will go and help Daddy."
Bring out some food."
Luo Cheng was surprised and happy when he heard this. This was the first time that Xiaojun called him daddy since he and Xiaojun met.
After all, he is his own flesh and blood, and he will not be embarrassed at all at the critical moment.
Not long after, the little guy returned to the dining table with his short legs, took a bottle of chili sauce, handed it to Luo Cheng, and said in a sweet voice: "Daddy, take this with the meal."
"Son, you are so good!" Luo Cheng took it happily and kissed Xiaojun hard on the face.
Gong Si and Mi Xiaojia were speechless as they watched Luo and his son perform fatherly kindness and sonly filial piety in front of Tang Shaobai, and both felt surprised.
It turned out that when outsiders were around, the relationship between father and son was so good that it made them think that the Luo father and son usually had a deep relationship.
Gong Si and Mi Xiaojia were insiders, but Tang Shaobai didn't understand, thinking that the relationship between Luo and his son was really good.
He felt unhappy and said to Luo Cheng, who was immersed in eating happily: "I'm going back, Luo Cheng, please give me a ride!"
When Luo Cheng heard this, he didn't even raise his head and said: "The gate is over there, please go slowly without seeing me off!"
"We have been friends for many years, so why not give me a ride? I also want to thank you for everything you have done for me!" Tang Shaobai looked at Luo Cheng with a half-smile.
Luo Cheng paused while eating, then put down his bowls and chopsticks gracefully, stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll take you out."
Just like that, the two men left the small apartment one after another.
Gong Si looked thoughtfully at the direction the two men were leaving, and murmured softly: "Xiaojia, did you see it? There is something wrong between them."
"I can't tell, are you thinking too much?" Mi Xiaojia disagreed, saying that Gong Si was just looking for trouble.
The biggest problem between Luo Cheng and Tang Shaobai is Gong Si. Both men like Gong Si, but there is only one Gong Si, so one of them will always get hurt, and Tang Shaobai is the one who can't get it.
"I think there was something in what they just said." Gong Si insisted.
She knew Luo Cheng's awkward temperament. If he didn't want to, even if someone put a knife to his neck, he wouldn't even say a word.
But Tang Shaobai's words just now made him willingly send Tang Shaobai out.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, and she was afraid that the two men would fight together where she couldn't see it.
Thinking of this, she walked out of the small apartment and saw two men arguing loudly, and there was already a physical conflict.
She was stunned for a moment, then rushed forward and said: "Shaobai, Luo Cheng, you two stop, what are you doing, people who are dozens of years old are still fighting?!"
"Honey, I'm exchanging feelings with Shaobai, it's nothing." Luo Cheng casually put his arms around Gong Si's slender waist, and with a strong force, he pulled Gong Si into his arms.
