Chapter 624 Extra Story ([-]) After Han Wenhao and Xia Xue had their wedding, they went back to their room amidst the joy, ready to change out of their banquet clothes at noon. People were in the festive new house, looking around everywhere, the makeup artist saw Xia Xue coming, and hurriedly led her to the closet room, Han Wenhao just wanted to go back to the room with Xia Xue for a while, but his wife was arrested again. After pulling away, he held his wife's little hand, still smiling and refusing to relax.

"Oh, young master! There is plenty of time for the reunion. You should let the young mistress change clothes first, and the cake is about to be cut! Hurry up!" Aunt Li quickly walked in with the servants and make-up artists following Xia Xue.

Xia Xue had no choice but to walk into the closet, turned her head, looked at Han Wenhao sweetly, and said softly, "I'll be out in a while..."

Han Wenhao looked at her, smiled emotionally, and took off his suit, ready to freshen up, and also changed his noon dress. He saw the little circle on his ring finger after taking off his white suit just now. A touch of tenderness suddenly flashed across his eyes, and when he remembered that this woman finally belonged to him in name and was his wife, his heart surged in an instant.

"Young master! Please go to the side room and change your clothes!" The servant, carrying a luxurious suit, also invited Han Wenhao.

"Hmm..." Han Wenhao walked out with a smile. Before leaving, he turned his head to look at the closed door of the room, and smiled slightly before he was willing to go out.

Wedding scene!A troupe of Russian girls came to Huaqiao, dancing the most elegant and moving ballet.

The first time Han Zhizhong led Zhuang Yueming to Mr. Chen, his eyes were filled with tears, and he didn't know what to say.

Mr. Chen stood on the lawn, first took a look at Han Zhizhong, who was once his favorite apprentice, his eyes showed a tolerant smile, and then looked at Zhuang Yueming who was next to him, this child was the same as in the past. He loves to cry when it comes to emotional matters, and he will cry with excitement at every turn.

Smiling, with an old voice, but infinitely loving said: "Yueming..."

"Master..." Zhuang Yueming's heart suddenly surged when she heard the master calling herself that. It had been many, many years since she had heard the master call herself this way. She was excited for a while, watching the master choked up and said: "For so many years, How are you, old man? Zhizhong and I sent people to pick you up, and I was very worried that you would not come back..."

Old Chen walked forward with a smile, Han Zhizhong and Zhuang Yueming immediately stood on both sides, supporting the old man to move forward.

"Master, your leg..." Zhuang Yueming lowered his head for a moment, looked at the master's walking posture, and whispered in distress.

"As people get older, if there is a car accident, there is no way to heal. People who are about to fall into the loess, why do you care about this?" Mr. Chen looked at the couple with a smile and said, "How have you been these few years?" ? Are you in love?"

"Zhizhong treats me very well, don't worry!" Zhuang Yueming said immediately.

Han Zhizhong glanced at his wife and remained silent.

Mr. Chen understood a little bit, so he said with a smile: "Some things are in the past, and we will be happy if we give us a little time to regret. Yueming is a kind-hearted child, and he can forgive others easily. Let it go..."

Han Zhizhong smiled and said, "It's my blessing that I can marry her. I made her feel wronged before."

Zhuang Yueming's eyes turned red, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

"By the way..." Mr. Chen looked at the two of them eagerly and said, "Didn't you say that Wen Jia's child came back from Japan? I want to see that child. He is actually Wen Hao's younger brother. It was a surprise to me..."

After hearing this, Han Zhizhong and Zhuang Yueming glanced nervously at the master, and just as they were about to speak, they heard Han Wenhao's voice, saying in a deep and forceful voice, "Mr. Chen is here to attend my wedding banquet today, why don't you worry about it?" with me?"

When Mr. Chen heard this, he immediately turned around in surprise, and saw that Han Wenhao had changed into a black suit, and walked over the green lawn in a graceful manner. His eyes were still hot and unstoppable, and he immediately smiled at Wen Hao said: "Among so many people, you are the one I am least worried about, so I don't need to worry too much..."

Han Wenhao came to Mr. Chen's side with a smile, took his father's place, gently supported Mr. Chen's arm, and said respectfully: "No matter what, you are in my heart, and the most important thing is grandpa. Xia Xue and I keep it in our hearts, the days to come are still long, and there are still many things that you need to personally guide, so you can't forget us."

Mr. Chen laughed happily, looked at Han Zhizhong and his wife and said, "You two are stubborn people, how did you give birth to such a smart and well-behaved child? You are careful and dare to challenge..."

Han Zhizhong laughed immediately and said, "Master, you should stop praising him and go see Bai Jun."

Mentioning this incident, everyone felt a heavy weight in their hearts. They really didn't want to make this old man sad on such a festive day, but they couldn't stop it, and they were not qualified to let Zhuo Baijun tell any truth.

In the green lawn.

Jing Tong was wearing that light blue dress, holding a bouquet, smiled a little embarrassedly, raised her head and glanced at Zhuo Baijun, Zhuo Baijun looked deeply at Jingtong, her whole heart was surging Woke up, eyes could no longer move away from her body, just looking at her with surprise, sweetness and gratitude, just about to speak...

"Isn't breakfast delicious today? After entering Han's house, you still have to eat so many bowls of porridge..." Jingtong looked at Zhuo Baijun softly, and asked coquettishly.

Zhuo Bojun looked at Jingtong in surprise and said, "Breakfast...you made it? When did you..."

Jing Tong didn't make a sound, just raised his head and looked at Zhuo Baijun with a sweet smile.

Zhuo Baijun excitedly looked at Jingtong's bright and beautiful face, those dreamy water eyes, and whispered in disbelief: "Jingtong..."

"Huh?" Jingtong looked at him tenderly, and responded gently, although he was a little less silly, but still innocent and lovely.

"Are you... really Jingtong?" Zhuo Baijun wanted to get to know her again.

Jingtong's eyes were shining with dreamy colors, and he looked softly at Zhuo Baijun and said with a smile: "My name is really Jingtong... My surname is An, An Jingtong, and I did graduate from a bachelor's degree... I'm a bit silly. I'm also a little clever, the master personally trained me..."

Zhuo Bojun looked at her like this, and suddenly smiled, just now he wanted to approach her, but suddenly he didn't dare to approach her, and then he wanted to say something, but he heard someone calling him softly, so he turned his head strangely, and saw Han Wenhao and Zhuang Yueming helped an excited old man come over, he was taken aback, and found that this old man seemed familiar, and then remembered that he had such an old man in his mother's old photos. At that time, he was not so silver-haired and old. The old man at that time , piercing, with a great man's demeanor, he is his mother's most honorable father-in-law.

Zhuo Bojun immediately walked over to Mr. Chen, and called out a little excitedly, "Mr. Chen...you are my mother's teacher, right?"

Mr. Chen looked at Zhuo Baijun's sharp eyes with a sharp light, but his appearance was very similar to Wen Jia's. He was a handsome and handsome young man. He suddenly saw the past from Zhuo Baijun's body. Wen Jia's beautiful shadow, he stretched out his hand lovingly, held Zhuo Baijun's hand lightly, looked at the child, his eyes flushed with distress, and said: "You shouldn't call me Mrs. Chen, your mother is me. daughter, you should call me grandpa..."

Zhuo Bojun's eyes turned red instantly, seeing the excited but extremely loving appearance of the old man in front of him, his heart suddenly warmed up, and he whispered: "Grandpa..."

"Okay...okay..." Mr. Chen nodded with a smile, then eagerly held Zhuo Baijun's hand, and asked with a little hope in his eyes: "How has Wen Jia been these few years?"

Zhuo Bojun was taken aback, seeing the silence of the Han family members, he understood what they meant, he hesitated for a while, seeing the eager rosy eyes of the old man, he smiled slightly, and held his hand Said: "Mom is fine, I am now in Japan, and I found a... the man I love and married, and my life is good..."

The Han family members were silent, but their hearts were heavy. Zhuang Yueming's eyes flickered, and there was a trembling teardrop in his eye socket.

After listening to Zhuo Bojun's words, Mr. Chen nodded with relief when he saw the clarity of his eyes, and said with a choked voice, "Okay...Okay...as long as she lives well, it's fine if she doesn't care about me. But if you want Tell her, just say that Dad misses her very much, let her live a good life, don't worry about me...I know she will definitely miss me..."

Zhuo Bojun's eyes flickered messily, remembering that his mother was always looking at old Chen's photos, and her eyes were always full of guilt, so he said to him: "Grandpa, Mom has been thinking about you these few years..."

"I know, I know, she is a filial child, there must be a reason why she didn't come to me, as long as she is happy..." After Chen Laohua choked up, he fell silent, tears streaming down uncontrollably .

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