2245. Chapter 2244 What does it feel like to stand
Chapter 2244 What does it feel like standing
"Chen Bo ..." Lin Qirui was angry, but dared not refute, after all, Chen Bo was the old man of He's family.
"You like to talk more," Sure enough, He Zhiyong did not blame Chen Bo, but just said gently, "You are right."
Chen Bo's hand supported the wheelchair, and He Zhiyong suddenly sighed, "My wheelchair has been sitting for decades, what is the feeling of standing?"
He used to be a young and handsome master, and now he is just a bad old man who has been sitting in a wheelchair for decades.
Because of that incident, he lost too much, not just as simple as standing.
He slammed his unclear legs, and he gave birth to layers of anger and resentment.
"Master, take a good rest. You can see the owner of the Kyoto Feng family at dinner. That is your family, many people can't think of it!"
"Chen Bo, the older you are, the more you are, the more you are."
After entering the room, Chen Bo used to spread the bed for He Zhiyong, and then pushed the wheelchair to the bed.
"The older the master is older, the more you care about the past, hey! Time is not good, can it be resolved with hatred? Master ..."
"Chen Bo," He Zhiyong interrupted him, his hands were supported on the edge of the bed, and a cold cold at the bottom of his eyes. "I want you to help me do things."
"Master, please instruction, my life is given by the master. If you insist on going on, I must go all out. However, Miss Er ..." Chen Bo said, while helping He Zhiyong lying on the bed.
He grew up watching Su Hanyan. Although he couldn't choose to stand on the side of Su Hanyan, he inevitably couldn't bear it.
However, in the long years, as the oldest person who has been with He Zhiyong, he can also experience what kind of pain and helplessness in sitting in a wheelchair for decades.
"then……"
"Chen Bo, I'm tired, you go out!" He Zhiyong waved his hand and looked tired.
Chen Bo stepped forward to reason, "Master, take a good rest."
After speaking, he turned around.
Hearing the sound of the door closed, He Zhiyong stared at the ceiling, his eyes were cold, "I couldn't repay anything ..."
Nympho
Chen Bo came out and saw Lin Qirui standing beside the floor -to -ceiling window and looked outside.
"Did Dad sleep?" Lin Qirui felt his existence.
Chen Bo replied, "The master is asleep."
"Chen Bo, the family will be the young lady in the future, do you understand?" Lin Qirui slowly turned and stared at Chen Bo with severe eyes.
"Grandpa, your mother is a good person."
"I'm not interested in discussing this with you, I just want to remind you to pay attention to your identity."
Chen Bo smiled slightly, "This is exactly what I want to say to you, because you don't know how to know the master, big aunt, so self -do! Oh! People are old, I'm tired too ..."
His wrinkled eyes were crowded with a smile, and he turned back to his room slowly.
"I can enjoy it too, this is the top presidential suite ..."
His low voice echoed in the air.
"Excessive," Lin Qirui stared at the old man's shaking back angrily, gritting his teeth, "In the future, I will teach you how to be a person."
Nympho
After leaving the hotel, Su Hanyan proposed to take a walk, Feng Yan agreed, holding her hand to walk on the streets of City A.
The sun is just right, warm and not dazzling, lazily passing through the gap between the branches, scattered on their hair, on the shoulders.