The host is irritable every day

Chapter 97 Xiao Qingmei is a little difficult to deal with (39)

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Ever since his parents quarreled that day, Tang Junchen subconsciously took the beginning of the quarrel between the two of them to himself.

In order for them to calm each other down and get back to their original state, he offered to live at his grandparents' house. This time, he would not see each other for three months...

Three months later, he went home alone, but accidentally ran into Guo Yueyue and a strange man getting off a stretched car in front of his house.

The two behaved intimately, as if they had just finished shopping, and the strange man even helped carry the big and small bags to the house.

At this moment, Tang Junchen finally realized that his parents' divorce was inevitable...

Being so blatant, someone naturally told Tang Zhuoyu that later, although the two lived under the same roof, they always quarreled every day, and Guo Yueyue always talked about divorce every time.

She was no longer a virtuous wife and gentle mother. She ignored Tang Junchen and even found him annoying several times. If she was at home all day long, she would always be listening to the phone and hearing the words she repeated the most. It's "money".

As time went on, she didn't come back from outside until the middle of the night several times. She was dressed beautifully, with heavy makeup, and she smelled of alcohol.

Knowing where she had gone, Tang Zhuoyu turned a blind eye and didn't mention the word "divorce".

Sometimes, in order not to let myself be irritated, I just stayed overnight at the company and went home early the next morning to change.

A torn family... Tang Junchen gradually got used to this kind of life.

He has strong self-care ability and good academic performance. His childishness has not faded away, but he lives his life better than any adult.

In the class, parent-child activities are not involved, group projects are not involved, and parents will be alone.

Originally, his personality to outsiders was relatively withdrawn and deserted. Now, he is extremely indifferent to everyone around him. He is taciturn, depressed, and always likes to be alone.

Tang Zhuoyu's company officially declared bankruptcy when he was eight years old due to the lack of capital turnover and the sudden deficit of several major industries.

This time, Guo Yueyue dragged Tang Zhuoyu every day to call for a divorce, and even threatened to go to court if she didn't get a divorce.

It is impossible to go back to the past.

I don't know what Tang Zhuoyu insisted on, but in the end, his face was still calm, as if Tang Junchen, who was telling a story, persuaded him to divorce.

"Junchen, if your mother and I divorce, you will really have no home."

That day, Tang Zhuoyu squatted down slowly in front of Tang Junchen, tears ran out of his dark and gloomy eyes involuntarily, and looked at his son's indifferent face that did not belong to this age due to bitterness.

Tang Zhuoyu has really aged a lot, his eyes are black and blue, and the wrinkles around his eyes are obviously black before, but the hard work during this period has brought the star spots that are not forgiving.

Tang Junchen's black eyes were dim, and his voice was as cold as ice like a machine without emotion.

"You don't need to wrong yourself for me. Even if it takes a while now, it won't last forever. I'm not a child anymore and can take care of myself."

In the evening, it was rare for Tang Zhuoyu and Guo Yueyue to sit down and communicate calmly.

"You have seen my current situation, I have paid off my debts, I am penniless, and Jun Chen is still young, can you..."

"No!" Guo Yueyue sternly interrupted his speech on "Take care of the child for a while first".

"Tang Zhuoyu, do you have a conscience? If I earn money to remarry, I still need to bring such a bottle of oil?"

As the biological mother of a child, Tang Zhuoyu was completely shocked by her remarks.

"Junchen...Junchen, why is he such an oil bottle? He is your own son!"

"Heh, you don't seem to be talking about your son. Why, do you want to marry again? Since we are all like this, why did you throw that oil bottle to me?!"

"Guo Yueyue, that's Junchen, our son, not a fool!"

"Why are you yelling! Let me tell you, the thing I regret the most in my life is having sex with you!"

"..."

The two quarreled once again.

What they didn't know was that in front of the closed bedroom door, the expressionless Tang Junchen lowered his eyelids, covering the gloom under his eyes that seemed to melt into the night, and listened quietly.

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Tang Zhuoyu and Guo Yueyue were still divorced, and they took Tang Junchen to the Civil Affairs Bureau for divorce.

The two walked out of the gate with their divorce certificates together. Guo Yueyue didn't bid farewell to her ex-husband like others did. She didn't even look at the two of them anymore, and trotted towards the man who came out of the white luxury car not far away. .

Tang Junchen recognized the man, the strange man who sent Guo Yueyue home a few years ago.

However, Tang Zhuoyu really loved Guo Yueyue more than he imagined. After the divorce, he transferred the only real estate he had left to her.

Although to Guo Yueyue at that time, she was extremely small.

On the surface, the failed marriage of his parents did not affect Tang Junchen at all, but in fact, irreparable damage had already been caused in his heart.

In order to go to elementary school near him, Tang Zhuoyu rented a house near the city's key elementary school at that time.

Because the company went bankrupt and had to support his family, Tang Zhuoyu worked outside the house all day and only came home at night. When he was in a hurry to go home and cook, he could see hot food on the table as soon as he entered the house .

Tang Junchen is too sensible, he can indeed take good care of himself, but unfortunately, his personality is cold and lonely.

For this reason, the head teacher also reported to Tang Zhuoyu many times about his performance in the class.

I usually stay alone and don’t like to talk. I always stay away from any group activities, especially girls.

Later, when it was Tang Junchen's birthday, Tang Zhuoyu asked him what he wanted, a ball or a toy to play with his classmates, but he said that he only wanted a book of Mathematical Olympiad exercises.

I remember one time at school, a girl in a small flower skirt saw Tang Junchen was handsome, and she smiled and grabbed his arm. Who knew, she turned pale and pushed the girl out.

On the playground, where there was no artificial grass, the girl fell to the ground. Small stones scratched her arm, which was as white as a knotted lotus root. When the pain came, the girl kept crying.

A lot of people saw this scene, and they usually share things about everyone in the school with adults and children. They heard a word in their mouths, "womenphobia", so someone stood up and pointed Tang Junchen yelled loudly without any cover:

"Hypophobia! Stay away from him, everyone, he has phobia!"

Hearing this, those around him who understood and those who didn't, all stayed away from him as if they were guarding against the plague.

"Isn't gynophobia scary?"

"Although I don't know what it means, I heard from my mother's psychiatrist that this kind of illness is a mental illness. It should be the same as a terminal illness and other strange diseases that cannot be cured..."

"It's terrible, will it be contagious?"

"..."

A group of people pointed at him, while constantly carrying out various suspicions about him.

The girl sitting on the ground was still crying, Tang Junchen wanted to reach out to help her up, but found that his hands were shaking violently.

The resistance and fear deep in my heart also began to spread in my heart.

(End of this chapter)