Cultivation in the Republic of China
11 I’m an autodidact

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Looking at Chen He's back as he stumbled out of the door, the manager flicked the check, smiled proudly, and spat softly.

"Bah, spineless."

Chen He ran to the road, fell to his knees, and hit his head on the ground. The dancers waiting outside were scared out of their wits when they saw him.

"Young Master Chen, are you alright? Are you smoking? Do you want to smoke?"

"If it's nothing, then f * ck you. If you're addicted to smoking, then f * ck you! Smoke two mouthfuls, you motherf * cker!"

"Zhang Baoyi, I'm going to kill you!”

Zhang Baoyi, who was hiding in the corner and peeping, held her stomach and laughed until she was out of breath.

"Hahahaha…this guy is too funny. Look at his desperate look. Next time the school has a civilized play, remember to recommend him to play Romeo.”

After watching the show, the sky gradually darkened. Zhang Baoyi suddenly remembered and slapped her head.

"Oh no, Mom told us to go home early for dinner!”

He quickly hailed two rickshaws, one to send Ruan Ling 'er home, and the other to 18 Gispir Road.

It was already dark when they reached home. Aunt Fang stood at the door and looked around on tiptoe. In this era where there were no cell phones, it was just so inconvenient.

"Yes, it seems that it's settled. In a few days, they would arrange a few tables for relatives and friends to be witnesses and settle the marriage first.”

"After the two of them graduate from high school, it depends on Xiao Chen's thoughts. He can either continue to go to university or go to the company to help manage the business. As for the baby, just stay at home and do the housework. It's best if you can hold him for three years…"

Seeing the Ford parked outside the house, Zhang Baoyi knew that her father was back. She immediately restrained her movements and handed the Brandy in her arms to Lin Muchen. She walked into the house with light steps as if she was afraid of stepping on ants. She was simply a lady from a rich family.

Aunt Fang held Lin Muchen's hand and asked gently," How are you guys getting along? Where did you go? Did Baby do anything funny?"”

"We got along quite well, so we were just strolling around on the streets. As for whether or not she was being funny, that was for sure.”

Lin Muchen answered casually. He did not feel uncomfortable at all. It was completely out of his inner closeness. Unknowingly, he had already treated this gentle woman in front of him as a true family member.

"Daddy, you're back. I missed you so much. Did you bring a gift?”

Zhang Baoyi crossed her arms and placed them behind her back. She instantly transformed into a lady and called out to a middle-aged man on the sofa in the living room.

It was a square-faced man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His face was stiff and serious. He held a thick report in his hand and was frowning in thought.

"How could I forget your gift? This is the latest Parker gold pen. Remember to read and write well.”

"Wow, it's really beautiful. I like it so much. Thank you, Daddy.”

Zhang Baoyi's performance caused Lin Muchen's hair to stand on end and goosebumps to appear. Her acting skills were too exaggerated and she completely failed!

The man acted as if he did not see Lin Muchen and treated him as air. He put down the report and walked to the table, ready to eat.

"Yaozong, it's Little Chen's first day here, and you don't care about him at all." Aunt Fang was unhappy.”

It was as if Zhang Yaozong had only realized that there was another person here. He gestured casually.

"Since you're here, let's eat together.”

Faced with the cold reception, Lin Muchen was not angry. Instead, he was happy." Hahaha, I've waited for a long time. It's finally my turn to perform."”

"Okay, let's prepare the lines first. What do you mean by not accepting food given to you by others?”

Just as he was thinking about which sentence to say first, Zhang Baoyi suddenly rushed over and snatched the bottle of Brandy that had been sealed for a long time and stuck to the cobwebs from Lin Muchen's arms. She handed it to his father.

"Daddy, we came back so late because we wanted to buy you a gift. He chose this bottle of wine after a long time. Can you appraise it and see if it's authentic?”

"Oh, really?"

"This, this…Could this be a 1982 Cognac?”

"Daddy really has good taste."

Zhang Baoyi gave Lin Muchen a thumbs-up and turned her head to smile at him. The corners of her lips moved slightly. The way she mouthed seemed to be saying,"

"Thank me, thank me."

Aunt Fang was feeling ashamed of her husband's cold attitude. She did not expect her daughter to break the deadlock. She was secretly happy, but she complained.

"Little Chen, why are you wasting money? I'm afraid it'll take dozens of minutes. I'll give it to you later.”

Zhang Yaozong's eyes flickered. He did not expose the true price, but carefully placed the bottle on the wine rack behind him. He stood up, pulled out the chair beside him, and patted the back of the chair.

"Come, sit beside me."

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