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195. You are only responsible for liking me【1】

None of the three people knew how to speak. In the end, Zong Zhenglie coughed lightly and said, "Sheng Xin, please speak. Didn't you just say..."

"Sheng Xin, my daughter!" Li Fenghua suddenly rushed over and took Sheng Xin's other hand.

This made Sheng Xin pull back reflexively.

Pain flashed through Li Fenghua's eyes.

"Don't be so sudden." Zong Zhenglie knew that Li Fenghua was eager to recognize Sheng Xin, but he had to let her get used to it first.

Sheng Xin shrank and leaned towards Zong Zhenglie, "Zong Zhenglie, I suddenly feel sleepy. I want to go home..."

"Sheng Xin..." Li Fenghua just saw her and obviously didn't want her to leave so soon.

Zong Zhenglie listened to Sheng Xin, nodded to her, and then turned to Li Fenghua, "Auntie, Sheng Xin wants to rest, so we'll stop here today."

"But--"

"I'll give you my mobile phone number. If Sheng Xin wants to see you, I'll call you." Zong Zhenglie didn't want to embarrass Sheng Xin for too long, so he directly gave his mobile phone number.

Li Fenghua quickly wrote it down and looked at Sheng Xin who wanted to say something else, but finally held it back.

"Madam, I called to urge you..." The driver outside knocked on the window.

Li Fenghua hesitated for a moment, opened the door and got out of the car.

It wasn't until she saw her and the driver walking into the restaurant that Sheng Xin breathed a sigh of relief.

"It turns out that this is how it feels to have a mother. I think it's better to be alone."

"That's because you are not familiar with her yet." Zong Zhenglie smiled and reached out to touch her head, "Don't think about it, let's go home."

"Um."

........

The Hummer soon arrived at Xiangyang Community, but when Zong Zhenglie was about to drive in, Sheng Xin suddenly grabbed him.

"Huh?" Zong Zhenglie raised his eyebrows.

"Um..." Sheng Xin pursed her lips, "Didn't you say that you have your own house in Anyi City? Can we not go back today? Or we can go to a hotel...

..."

"Why?" Zong Zheng was puzzled, "Aren't you willing to live in my house even if you live or die?"

Now you actually take the initiative to bring it up?

"Oh, why do you ask so many questions? Is it possible?" Sheng Xin was annoyed by the question and glared at him, "If not, I will go to the hotel to sleep by myself."

"Okay, okay, why not!" Zong Zhenglie reached into his pocket and took out a key, "Fortunately, I brought the key with me today, but no one has lived in my house for a while. Maybe

A little dirty."

"I won't mind it. I just want to help you clean it up." Sheng Xin took the key and held it in his hand. Then he stopped looking at Zong Zhenglie and turned his face to the car window.

She knew that An Ran must be at home now, so she didn't want to go back.

If An Ran knew about it, she would definitely ask questions. She really has no energy at all now.

Zong Zhenglie looked at her and knew that she must still be struggling with her mother's affairs.

Forget it, he didn't ask anymore and just let her do it.

After all, I am not a party to this kind of thing.

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Zong Zhenglie's villa is not particularly large, it is a two-story building, and it has not been specially decorated.

As soon as you walk in, you can see a small courtyard, but the gardens on both sides are empty and no one is planting anything.

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