The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

Wei Chengze glanced at the caller, gritted his teeth, and did not stop Lin Zhi'an: "My phone number at home, you go upstairs and send a message."

"Okay. Answer the phone quickly, don't worry your family."

Wei Chengze thought what she said was funny: "I am such a big person, what can my dad worry about?"

He lowered his head and hung up the phone, while watching Lin Zhi'an unbuckle her seatbelt and stagger upstairs. Her back looked like a kitten that had sniffed catnip and was staggering on cat steps.

The phone kept ringing three or four times. Wei Chengze frowned irritably and finally answered the call.

 “You still remember my phone number.”

 Said on the other side of the phone.

 “Are you cheap?” Wei Chengze had no expression on his face.

 “I’m a bitch, I’ve never forgotten you. Are you satisfied?”

"It's too late." Wei Chengze sneered, "I have a girlfriend now, do you understand? If you dare to let Lin Zhi'an know, I won't let you go."

 “I have a girlfriend, do you want to be a third party?”

The other side was silent for a while, and his voice was soft and ethereal: "I miss you very much, Chengze."

 “What if I say I do?”

Zhou Shu parked the SUV into the garage, took the key and entered the door. When he saw the sumptuous dinner on the table, his voice was faint.

In the middle of the night, Wei Chengze was absent-minded, squinting at the figure walking up the stairs in the distance.

at the same time.

　　“I just want to see you once, just once…”

“What day is it today that you call me home so grandly?”

 Zhou family.

 “Think about it for yourself!” Zhou’s mother didn’t even look at her. Zhou’s father liked wine and put the white wine on the table.

"Okay, I've eaten outside, you guys can eat." Zhou Shu hung his coat on the hanger and changed his shoes.

 “You, serve me the table.” Mother Zhou’s face was expressionless.    The door opened.

　　A little girl pushed the door open like a whirlwind: "Ah, you are secretly eating at home behind my back. Do you even notice me?" she exclaimed exaggeratedly to a table full of feasts.

 “I don’t have eyes for you.” Zhou Shu snorted, his voice low and hoarse.

“Brother!” Zhou Jinyao put down the bag in her hand, chopped peppers angrily, pointed at Zhou Shu and said, “You’re so annoying!”

"Don't tease your sister." Mother Zhou's expression finally softened.

 “Hmph!” Zhou Jinyao relied on his strength.

 On the mahogany table, the atmosphere is quiet and peaceful.

 Zhou's father asked Zhou Shu about his recent work, and Zhou Shu responded simply.

 “I have been married for twenty-seven years and my children have grown up. What is my biggest wish?” Father Lu raised a glass and asked his son.

"Did you hear that?" Zhou Shu turned to Zhou Jinyao and said, half smiling, "Get into a better university, don't let dad worry about it all the time."

Zhou Jinyao: “…”

 This trick of pressure transfer can be considered as clear for you.

"Brother! You have to work hard!" Lu Jinyao said directly and seriously, "You said that you have never had a girlfriend in your life. When can you make your parents worry less?"

“It’s done.” Zhou Shu’s voice was low and steady, “It’s just that I’m not careful, so you can’t learn from me.”

Zhou Jinyao immediately said to her mother: "Mom and dad, how about you hold your grandson first?"

Zhou's mother immediately hit Lu Jinyao on the head with chopsticks: "You are too young to talk nonsense about puppy love." Then she told Zhou Shu, "Don't talk nonsense to your sister."

 “She is very refined.” Zhou Shu said casually.

 Lu Jinyao gave her brother a roll of her eyes: "You show that you know everything. I think your shabby board game store is about to close down."

The war was about to spread, and Zhou's mother had a headache. She hurriedly came out to smooth things over, "Your brother finally came back, so you two should stop arguing and shut up."

Father Zhou frowned and wanted to say something, but since the topic was over, he couldn't say anything anymore, so he sighed heavily. (End of chapter)