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

Chapter 566 The Hidden Ex-Husband
Chen Zhe: I vaguely remember. When Wang Changhua was beaten in high school, his girlfriend Wu Yu went to visit him in the hospital. Yu Xuan was Wu Yu's good friend, and I think she was there too.

Chen Zhe would never reveal the story of "heroically rescuing a damsel in distress at a convenience store".

The most sophisticated lie is not to explain your words with things the other person doesn't know, but to verify your words with things the other person already knows.

This is how lies can be anchored to reality and increase their credibility.

If you mention the "convenience store hero saving the damsel in distress" incident, Sweetie might not think her boyfriend was telling the truth.

Instead, I was thinking that you and Yu Meiren had such a complicated history, which you had never mentioned to me before.

Therefore, Chen directly mixed truth and falsehood in his expression: "Wang Changhua was beaten" is true, but "Wu Yu is Wang Changhua's girlfriend" is false.

As expected, this answer reassured Song Shiwei a lot, but the "inexplicable sense of panic" from before still hadn't completely disappeared.

Song Shiwei: I just saw her at the entrance of the East Lake North Campus.

Chen Zhe: Oh, maybe she has something to do?
Song Shiwei: I also encountered it once at the airport.

Chen Zhe: Hehe~, that's too much of a coincidence.

Seeing her boyfriend's flawless reply (the less he said, the less likely he was to make a mistake), Song Shiwei subtly pouted.

She wasn't the type to cause trouble, but she possessed a sixth sense common to girls. The moment she saw Yu Xian in the neighborhood, it seemed as if an invisible thread was suddenly stretched taut.

If it's not related to her boyfriend, is it because the other person is too beautiful that she feels insecure?

Thinking about this, Song Shiwei also found it somewhat amusing.

I've experienced pressure from my studies, my parents' relationship, or even my company's development. Why would I have concerns and anxieties about my appearance because of a former high school classmate?

But thinking about it this way, my mood brightened up a bit, and I could still hear my mother's dissatisfied nagging in my ears:
"Your dad is really something, going home late for the Mid-Autumn Festival. What job could be more important than family reunion?"

Song Shiwei did not respond, as usual.

However, she had already memorized the name [Yu Xian].

……

After finishing his chat with Sweetie, Chen felt a large wet patch on his back.

He hadn't expected his mother to not answer the phone all afternoon. Luckily, there was a landline; otherwise, if Coss and Sweet had met at home, things would have exploded almost immediately.

Even now, Chen could clearly sense that Song Xiaohua had some doubts.

"Mr. Chen, is everything alright?"

At this moment, Zhang Zhiming, deputy director of Xinhua News Agency in Hong Kong, walked over.

During the meeting just now, Chen was running in and out, which made President Zhang a little worried, so he came out to ask him what was wrong.

"good."

Chen smiled and said, "It's just that it's rather urgent."

Zhang Zhiming could naturally see through Chen Zhe's forced smile.

President Zhang initially thought it was a legal issue, and couldn't help but sigh that it's really not easy for young people; their promising entrepreneurial endeavors have been dragged into the vortex of "national destiny and rise."

"Don't worry, most of the influential newspapers in China have already published your company's statement, and Secretary Zhu from Guangzhou even inspected your electronics factory. In terms of public opinion support, you are far ahead of the competition."

Zhang Zhiming comforted her, saying, "Even in Hong Kong, Psion is now in a somewhat passive position because they seized the initiative."

"I heard they officially filed a lawsuit this afternoon?"

Chen asked.

"Correct."

Zhang Zhiming nodded: "Does the retroactive case have a lawyer to respond to the lawsuit?"

This lawsuit must be defended; otherwise, those Western powers will certainly use the excuse of "being too guilty to respond" to spread rumors everywhere.

With the cooperation of those domestic "experts," the favorable situation could be gradually tarnished.

"Yes, Principal Luo sent over several outstanding senior students who graduated from the law school."

Chen said, feigning embarrassment, "I have not accomplished anything and have caused my alma mater any worry. I am truly ashamed."

"Hahaha!"

President Zhang laughed heartily: "If I were your Principal Luo, I would be so happy that Zhongda University could produce such a treasure as you. This lawsuit must not be lost. If you need anything, just ask Director Gu."

The two chatted for a few more minutes, and Chen also showed Zhang Zhiming a few messages.

This was sent by Yang Lili, the Chinese member of the Psion team.

She initially invited Chen to come out and sit down, saying that any misunderstandings could be cleared up, but she also asked if the statement could be withdrawn.

Later, seeing that Chen Zhe was ignoring them, they directly threatened to expose Chen Zhe's use of cultural relics for bribery.

"Dealing with these bastards is something you can't afford to be careless about," Zhang Zhiming sighed. He already held a military rank, and having become familiar with Chen Zhe, he spoke more casually.

"fine."

Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said modestly, "Luckily, I'm not a good person either."

Seeing Zhang Zhiming's strange look, Chen immediately changed his tune: "Luckily, I'm no pushover either."

"That's right."

Zhang Zhiming patted Chen Zhe on the shoulder heavily: "You must always remember that we are on the side of justice. Let's go to the Hong Kong Garrison for dinner and moon-viewing tonight!"

"okay!"

Chen verbally agreed, but didn't take a step. After Zhang Zhiming left, he called Chen Peisong again.

This time he learned his lesson and bypassed his biological mother, contacting Old Chen directly.

If Lao Chen doesn't answer the phone, then continue bombarding him with calls from the landline.

Clearly, Chen Peisong had learned his lesson and answered the call almost immediately after only two rings.

"what happened?"

Old Chen's tone held a hint of panic, like someone crying wolf: "Could it be that Xiao Song is back again?"

"Don't scare yourself, you're scaring me too!"

Chen Zhe was also startled by his father. You're acting out "Lurking" here, and Song Shiwei even went back and forth to check it again?
But to be honest, it's possible that Song, the school beauty, might really be so bored as to come back for a visit.

"Lurking" instantly transforms into "Ex-Husband," and Chen Zhe becomes the ex-husband of two top beauties from now on.

"What is Yu Xuan doing?"

Chen asked in a low voice.

"You're having soup with your mom."

Chen Peisong dared not raise his voice, even when scolding his son: "When are you coming back? We need to have a serious talk. Aren't you going to become a probationary party member? Then you should understand that love is not only a part of a party member's personal life, but also an important area for tempering party spirit..."

Chen Peisong gave a long lecture, and Chen listened attentively, just like a well-behaved child.

There was no way Chen could argue that adult love is selfish and impulsive, restrained yet crazy, rational yet foolish.

There's no way we'll split up. I can only fool you like this. Even if Old Chen has the best temper, he'll hang up the phone.

Until Mao Xiaoqin called from the living room, "Old Chen, Old Chen, bring some tissues over."

"I'll go there first."

Chen Peisong quickly replied, "I'll let you know if anything happens."

"what……"

Chen was stunned for a moment. Actually, he was just about to say, "Let me know if anything happens," but he didn't expect Old Chen to be more perceptive.

It seems he really wants his family to be harmonious and prosperous.

……

Back in the living room, Mao Xiaoqin and Yu Xuan were still drinking soup and chatting.

Yu Xianzheng occasionally introduced the things he had brought.

"This is 'Ye'erba' (a type of steamed rice cake), this is brown sugar bird's nest roll, and this is wonton. I made these myself this morning; they just need to be briefly boiled in water..."

Xianmei also explained how to eat it, proving herself to be a little foodie who never gains weight.

"Carrying so much stuff must be tiring."

Mao Xiaoqin said with heartache, "Next time, give me a call and have your uncle pick you up."

"Not bad~"

Xianmei's eyes curved into crescent moons: "It's much easier than when I'm practicing painting, holding the paintbrush all the time, except when I'm entering the neighborhood..."

Looking at this lively and cheerful Sichuan girl, Mao Xiaoqin realized that she had also been deceived for a long time, and felt a tightness in her chest.

Just as she was secretly blaming herself, she suddenly heard Yu Xuan casually say, "...When I entered the community, I saw an acquaintance."

Dr. Mao's arm, which was scooping soup, trembled slightly.

"Who?"

Empress Dowager Mao wiped the soup spilled on the table and asked, holding her breath.

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