Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 490 Please go abroad to buy a pack of cigarettes.
Chen changed his shoes and saw Sweet Sister, as well as Xiao Mou making a funny face next to him.

Actually, Song Shiwei had arrived early after hearing the noise at the door, but her family blocked her from entering.

Given her personality, she didn't push forward but simply stood quietly in place.

When Grandma, Aunt, Xiang Xiaohui and others returned to the living room, the entryway was empty again, and Sweet Sister went up there.

It sounded like a welcome, or like she wanted to say something, but also a little shy.

Even a straightforward and outspoken girl like Yu Xuan was a little reserved when Chen Zhe first formally visited her.

Chen smiled and nodded in greeting. Although the weather outside was like a furnace, the air conditioner in the large apartment was blowing "whoosh," and even the walls felt a little cool.

Song Shiwei was wearing long-sleeved pajamas. The light white color wasn't too dazzling, but it exuded a peaceful and tranquil temperament, like a rosebud about to bloom.

"I am Grandpa Chen visiting the Grand View Garden."

Chen took the initiative to speak, saying with a smile, "This is my first time entering such a mansion, it's been quite an eye-opener."

In 2008, Guangzhou did not yet have residential buildings with one unit per floor; the most valuable properties were these riverside large apartments and villas.

As for villas, Song Shiwei's family also owns one at the foot of Baiyun Mountain, which is why the nanny thinks Chen is lucky.

Putting aside Song Shiwei's figure and looks, her family background alone is enough for an ordinary guy to transcend several social classes.

Sweet Sister ignored Chen's frivolous teasing, but her eyes held a gentle light, like stars falling into a lake.

After passing through the entryway and turning the corner, you arrive at the living room.

The living room is divided into two sections: the left side is the dining area, and the right side is where the sofa and TV are placed. The living room seems to be larger than Chen's house, and the orientation is also very good.

It was the time when the afternoon and evening were "changing shifts," and outside the floor-to-ceiling glass wall, the orange-red sunset seemed to have stolen a drink from the human world, writing a romantic twilight poem on the clouds that resembled wrinkled letter paper.

The warm light shone on the faces of everyone in the living room.

Looking down at the shimmering river, Chen exclaimed, "The scenery is indeed beautiful."

"right."

Old Song smiled and said, "It's mainly because you came at the perfect time. If you had been a few minutes later, you wouldn't have been able to see it. By the way..."

Song Zuomin's eyes flickered, and he suddenly stood up from the sofa and said to Chen Zhe, "I'll show you around your house."

"what?"

Chen thought to himself, "Is this really necessary? Is Lao Song going to show me how luxurious and ingenious the renovation is?"

Or does he have something else to tell me?

With this thought in mind, Chen followed behind Song Zuomin. Xiang Xiaohui's teasing laughter came from the living room: "Uncle is being a bit biased. We've been staying here for several days, and he hasn't even offered to take me around."

"This is Auntie's bedroom, this is the guest room, this is also a guest room... this is the study... this is Weiwei's bedroom, the room with the best light on the whole floor... this is the storage room..."

It seems that Song Zuomin was really just showing Chen around the house to familiarize him with its layout.

Chen chuckled to himself, thinking that even someone of Lao Song's rank still harbored a deep-seated desire to show off.

However, when Chen arrived at a suite, he was surprised to find that the lighting, location, and orientation were no worse than Song Shiwei's bedroom, and the room was even larger.

This 300-square-meter apartment feels like the real "master bedroom".

It's just that there are few beds and tables inside, only empty, shiny wooden floors, which look a bit lonely, as if it's an abandoned place uninhabited.

“We only have one daughter, Weiwei. Her mother said that she shouldn’t move out after she gets married. This apartment was deliberately left out during the renovation…”

Song Zuomin stopped there, knowing that Chen Zhe was intelligent enough to understand what he meant.

Chen Zhe understood perfectly; this was the wedding room prepared for Sweet.

The fact that I brought myself here today is also to show our attitude—we hope you can get along well and we have high hopes for you.

While the underlying emotions are touching, this approach is just too "civil servant-like".

It's like one day, a leader says to a subordinate, "Sooner or later, it will be your turn to sit in this office of mine."

In reality, Chen Zhe didn't like living with his elders, but he couldn't very well tell the truth in the face of Lao Song's earnest expectations.

So, he peeked around the suite and said with a smile, "The room is very nice, but..." "But what?"

Song Zuomin raised his thick eyebrows, not seeing any other flaws.

"If we add a crib or something, it will be a bit too small."

Chen blinked and said.

Song Zuomin was stunned for a moment before he reacted and said, "There's no need to rush this. You're still students."

There was a hint of panic and anxiety in his tone.

snort!
Chen thought to himself, "Now you know how to be scared, right? Young people have their own pace in dating. If you keep putting pressure on him, you'll be promoted to a higher generation in no time!"
……

In fact, Song Zuomin did not intend to exert pressure. He just saw that good days were coming. After all, his wife had removed her prejudice against Chen Zhe and was actively trying to change his erroneous view that "studying abroad is a step above studying abroad".

I believe that after returning from the United States with my daughter, the rift between us will lessen or even disappear.

With a "harmonious family life" within reach, Song Zuomin also fell into the common trap of leaders—he couldn't help but offer a few words of advice to ensure that no mistakes occurred on the way to a "better life".

The father-in-law and son-in-law returned to the living room and started chatting again.

Lu Bingtang and his girlfriend Wei Qi have returned to Hong Kong to work. Liu Hongjian and Xiang Xiaohui were able to stay in the mainland for so long because they had taken their annual leave.

Although Chen Zhe could participate in discussions on those "high-level" social topics, he preferred to talk to Sweetie in private.

After all, we won't be able to see each other for about a month.

"What were you doing just now?"

So Chen asked quietly.

"Playing Connect Four with Jiawen in the bedroom."

Song Shiwei turned her head slightly and told her boyfriend.

"Backgammon?"

Chen chuckled, but upon reflection, he realized that this was exactly how Sweetie relaxed at home.

It's quiet and not noisy, but it also has some educational value, even though it sounds a bit childish.

"or……"

Chen brazenly said, "Count me in, I'm pretty good at Gomoku."

Song Shiwei seemed a little surprised, as Chen Zhe was not the type to enjoy playing such simple games.

However, seeing her boyfriend's serious face, Sweetie nodded.

Just after Liu Hongjian delivered his long-winded speech on the "trend of the Internet economy," Song Shiwei, Chen Zhe, and Mou Jiawen stood up and left the living room.

Liu Hongjian was immediately a little disappointed. He had made some preparations that afternoon when he learned that Chen was coming, hoping to attract the young boss's attention and have another career option.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhe wasn't very interested in discussing serious matters, and now he was about to leave again, and there was no way to stop him.

Although Chen is not a relative, his "status" in this family far surpasses that of hers.

Finally, we left the bustling living room and arrived at the fragrant bedroom.

Before Chen could say anything, Xiao Mou pouted and sighed, "Finally back! I couldn't get a word in edgewise in the living room. It was so embarrassing."

"Well……"

Chen looked at the bright "light bulb," sat down in front of the chessboard, picked up two sandalwood chess pieces, placed them down, and then looked up and said:
"Wen, why don't you go abroad and buy me a pack of cigarettes?"

"Ok?"

Xiao Mou was taken aback: "You don't smoke, and besides, why would you buy it abroad..."

Mu Jiawen wasn't stupid; as she was talking, she suddenly realized what she was talking about, clenched her little fist, and angrily punched her shoulder with a "thud."
"If you think I'm in your way, just say so! This roundabout way of saying it's infuriating!"

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(End of this chapter)