Whether that woman is willing to stay in the Chen family or is stubborn and stubborn depends on how she chooses tonight.
If you choose to stay, the people Tengu brought, plus Jiang Yuezhong, are enough to deal with Kunlun's deliberate provocation.
If she is determined to leave, Chen Xuanjun doesn't mind watching the fire from the other side and watching a farce between mother and son.
The Chen family's face was important, but he cared more about Fang Wenxuan's decision than face.
"Red fish, make a pot of strong tea."
Chen Xuanjun shook off the ashes, put out the cigarette butt, stood up, stretched his arms and said, "Has Old Jiang passed?"
Hongyu took out the tea leaves from the refrigerator and said with a slightly tired expression: "Let's go, we will probably arrive at Yanran Entertainment City by now."
While making tea, she asked hesitantly: "Fourth Master, Fang Wenxuan's luck in life is so thin that she has lost her role to you."
"Go or stay, does it matter?"
"She is not of the same mind as you. I think it is meaningless to force her to stay in the Chen family."
Hongyu said incomprehensibly: "She is devoted to her son. You know this."
"Over the years, in exchange for luck, she has gained a lot of wealth from the Chen family."
"Not to mention the distance, the old woman of Ziwei's lineage is by her side. During this time, countless pairs of eyes are staring at us."
"Under the same roof, it is inevitable that she will be involved."
Chen Xuanjun said calmly: "I think this is good."
The red fish blinked in confusion, confused.
Chen Xuanjun walked to the bookshelf, picked up a copy of "Thirty-Six Stratagems", and roughly browsed through it: "Ziwei Xunlong appears in the Chen family and confuses the outside world. It will do no harm to me."
Hongyu pursed his lips and said, "Fourth Master wants to take advantage of the situation?"
Chen Xuanjun asked: "Fang Wenxuan used me, why can't I use her?"
"It doesn't matter whether she and I are of the same mind. What's important is that she lives in the Chen family and is known to everyone as the mistress of the Chen family."
"This level of relationship is enough to drag Ziwei into trouble."
"Besides, the situation is changing all the time. Just because Ziwei looks down on me now doesn't mean it will be the same in the future."
"I need some time and an opportunity to change the current predicament."
The red fish's eyes flashed as he poured boiling water into the teapot.
Steaming steam enveloped her enchanting face, and for a moment a complicated look flashed across her face.
Chen Xuanjun returned to the sofa, placed "Thirty-six Stratagems" on the coffee table, and raised his head, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, and asked: "You have been very close to Jiang Yuezhong these days, how are you? How many unscrupulous things did the old man do behind my back?"
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Hongyu's eyelids twitched slightly, and his right hand holding the teapot suddenly became stiff.
After a brief moment of panic, she regained her composure and said, "The old traitor is very cunning. I don't see what's wrong with him."
Chen Xuanjun said gently: "Take your time, don't rush, the only one I can trust is you, don't let me down."
Hongyu forced a smile on her face, twisted her delicate body, brought the strong tea to Chen Xuanjun, and said in a tired voice: "I have never let you down, right?"
Chen Xuanjun stretched out his hand, held up Hongyu's fair and round chin, and said with a swaying smile: "I haven't touched you for a while. Does Fourth Master miss you, or do you miss Fourth Master?"
Hongyu laughed foolishly, her red lips half-opened and said, "I miss the Fourth Master."
Chen Xuanjun stretched out his big hand, grabbed Hongyu's arm and dragged her into his arms. His breath was hot and he said: "Then Fourth Master loves you so much, can you just stay here on the sofa?"
The red fish twisted its body, like a weak and boneless water snake, and circled around Chen Xuanjun's neck. It blamed itself and said guiltily: "A relative is here, woo woo woo, fourth master really knows how to choose the right time."
She lay on Chen Xuanjun's shoulder with tears in her eyes, disgust and panic flashing through her eyes.
Fourth Master Chen comforted him softly, his cold light showing.
