After discussing it for a while, He Peiyuan called her mother again and reluctantly said: "Let's go and have a look. If it really happens... yes... it shouldn't happen... I know..."

Facts have proved that Fan Yali didn't care about her daughter, maybe she just didn't want to talk nonsense with Yang Jingxing. In this phone call, she started with driving safety after the snow, and then did not miss out on food, clothing, housing, and even the mobile phone charger. But this time

He Peiyuan dislikes her mother again?

Yang Jingxing was really brave and reached out for the phone: "Give it to me...uncle."

He Weidong wondered: "How to drive? The high-speed rail is so easy."

What Yang Jingxing was thinking was: "It will be more convenient when we arrive. Don't worry, you and auntie, I have made dozens of trips to Huqu."

"You still have to pay attention to safety." He Weidong seemed to be repeating his wife's words: "It's best not to drive late at night, especially on the highway."

Yang Jingxing said, "Let's try to be as early as possible tomorrow and try to go back to Puhai for dinner."

"We don't have much time." He Weidong predicted: "How about taking a look at the West Lake? In fact, we can wait until spring."

Yang Jingxing is so trustworthy: "I promised to see the snow two months ago, but I don't know if God will give me face. It's hard to explain."

He Weidong laughed and thought about it: "Have you eaten anything after getting off the plane?"

"have eaten……"

He Peiyuan became impatient again: "Okay, give it to me, the battery is out...hang up, we'll talk about it when we get there!"

Yang Jingxing was worried: "Be gentle, otherwise the account will be put on my head."

He Peiyuan was proud: "I just want to keep accounts for you! Let's see how dare you..." She pointed her cell phone at the driver and made a clicking sound.

Yang Jingxing was shameless: "Are you handsome?"

He Peiyuan looked very proud: "I'll show you something."

Are there a few grilled chicken wings in the photo on the girlfriend’s cell phone? There are also potatoes, and the plate is from his own house! Yang Jingxing was furious: “While I’m not here, fine!”

He Peiyuan was sweet and proud: "It was extremely successful and super delicious!"

Yang Jingxing changed his mind: "Go home! I won't go unless I eat grilled chicken wings."

He Peiyuan hummed: "I won't do it for you even when I get home."

Yang Jingxing was even spoiled and lost his temper: "I'm just telling you, I didn't do any hygiene, it's too lazy to eat."

He Peiyuan felt aggrieved and frowned: "You dislike me... You can't say it yourself, I'm going to do it tomorrow."

Yang Jingxing was generous: "No, it's like this anyway. Let's show our true colors as soon as possible. I haven't showered in a few days."

He Peiyuan giggled angrily: "You are the real person... Oops, will my mother think I have clothes at your house? Underwear!"

Yang Jingxing calmly said, "Have you ever asked about this?"

"How could you ask so openly?" He Peiyuan shook her head strongly and then remembered: "In the beginning, she didn't come back until twelve o'clock one day. She said once that she wanted me to cherish myself, but I ignored her."

Yang Jingxing thought of a way: "Tomorrow you can bring your clothes home generously..."

"What clothes!?"

"Prepared for you." Yang Jingxing said thoughtfully, "The entire set has been washed inside and out."

"Ah!" He Peiyuan said freshly: "When did you wash it?"

It turns out that Yang Jingxing bought the clothes in Pingjing and had them washed at the hotel. Hahahaha. Compared with her parents’ suspicion, He Peiyuan was more willing to imagine whether the hotel waiter would guess that the famous music producer was a transvestite. Hahahaha! It’s okay!

Yang Jingxing wanted to order a facial, but he washed the women's underwear by hand, so He Peiyuan had to check it and went back to get the travel bag from the back seat.

Yang Jingxing explained: "All your things are in the box, the trunk."

He Peiyuan was even more demanding: "Do you have the facial cream?"

Yang Jingxing even wore a protective pad.

He Peiyuan was very worried: "Then do you sell weird underwear!?"

Yang Jingxing: "I'm thinking about it, I'm sorry."

He Peiyuan was more pleased with the rogue's last bit of shame: "What kind is that?"

"You'll know after you see it." Yang Jingxing tried to save trouble again: "Just take it as a gift."

He Peiyuan muttered with dissatisfaction, then remembered to observe: "Where are you?"

While Yang Jingxing was proving that he was not lying, he also told his girlfriend about driving precautions, especially on these viaducts and overpasses.

He Peiyuan was completely absent-minded: "Did you book a double bed, or a double room?"

Yang Jingxing also has a temper: "Listen carefully to me! What did I just say?"

He Peiyuan recalled tenderly: "Husband, is this our first time going to Quhang?"

Yang Jingxing was helpless: "It's over, I've lost my memory."

He Peiyuan insisted: "This is the first time!"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Forget it, she wasn't my wife last time."

He Peiyuan indeed lost her memory: "When was the last time?"

The highway ride lasted nearly three hours, and the first half was filled with memories. Under her own questions and Yang Jingxing’s guidance, He Peiyuan remembered many things, and her conclusions became increasingly clear. Things are so unpredictable! She finished her role as a child a year ago.

On the night when Yi Chunquhang rushed back to Puhai overnight after the concert, in the conversation that the two people defined as the first real heart-to-heart conversation with each other, how could He Peiyuan think that she would end up like this? It’s true that there is evil.

If you retaliate, you will eventually become someone else’s talking point.

Lamenting her fate, He Peiyuan also endured the humiliation and endured the hardship. Her husband screamed and made love more and more frequently, and asked for the first time: "How long will it take?"

Just after we passed Jiaxing, Yang Jingxing comforted him: "Don't worry, is it difficult to be with me?"

He Peiyuan complained a little: "It's been four days, do you not miss me at all?"

Yang Jingxing was too lazy to wait: "I don't want to think about it, I don't think about it, I don't think about it at all."

He Peiyuan became even more convinced: "That's right! I don't know how to drive even if I don't kiss anyone passionately."

It was like waking up from a dream and a bolt from the blue. The driver was deeply shocked. When he came to his senses, he kicked the floor with oil.

It must be the first time she experienced the speed of 150 or 60 kilometers per hour. He Peiyuan was really frightened and almost hysterical: "...I'm not kidding you!"

Yang Jingxing was very annoyed: "It is very dangerous, but have you ever thought about it, saying that to the driver and being so obsessed with the driver who misses you is much more dangerous than driving at 200 kilometers per hour! Do you know?"

He Peiyuan looked at the driver and then observed the road conditions: "Honey, I want to kiss you wetly...ah hahaha!"

Yang Jingxing was struggling, he smiled and said seriously: "You are just taking advantage of others' danger. If you can, wait for another two hours."

He Peiyuan lifted her right leg and touched her knee and thigh: "Husband..." However, her movements, expressions and even tone of voice were too stiff and inexperienced.

Yang Jingxing was very hungry: "Next exit!"

"No more kidding!" He Peiyuan immediately became dignified and criticized: "How can you break into the entertainment industry if you don't have any determination? Husband, I want to hear a story."

Yang Jingxing was funny: "Let's talk about it before going to bed."

"I want to listen!" He Peiyuan leaned sideways in her seat and almost reclined: "Just tell me how other women approach you."

Yang Jingxing shook his head repeatedly: "No, it's not worth talking about, let alone my wife's listening."

"Yes!" He Peiyuan remembered: "You clearly said..."

Yang Jingxing defended: "That's not called approaching, that's conspiracy. Approaching is just a process."

He Peiyuan is not picky: "That's what I want to hear."

Yang Jingxing thought for a while: "Let me tell you a little story."

He Peiyuan was excited but a little nervous: "Let me tell you who it is first..."

Yang Jingxing started directly: "One of the most violent quarrels between my parents in my memory was when I was in the first year of junior high school. What was the reason? My dad had just started a business not long ago, and he had a lot of requests for help. I went there with my mom that day.

I had dinner with some bosses, and found out that the other two bosses were bringing their mistresses..."

He Peiyuan was surprised: "Ah, your dad doesn't know?"

Yang Jingxing was happy: "Looking at my Yuanyuan, they immediately grasped the key point, but neither of them could understand the key point at the time. My mother thought that my father wanted to find a lover, and my father thought that he was innocent and thought that my mother was making a fuss..."

No, it's too general. He Peiyuan needs details, like telling a story.

Yang Jingxing went into more detail. One day he was told by his parents that he didn’t have to go home for dinner. He was so happy that he went crazy until ten o’clock in the evening to go home. But when he arrived at the door of his house, he couldn’t be happy anymore and was frightened. There were a bunch of people outside his house.

I was listening to Xiao Shuxia crying and yelling inside the house.

When the child came home, several enthusiastic neighbors took the opportunity to enter Yang's house and wanted to be peacemakers, but they were all kicked out mercilessly by Yang Chengyi. Xiao Shuxia was very interesting. She solemnly told her son that your father doesn't want us anymore.

We were the only two who depended on each other. Maybe Yang Chengyi wanted to use his temper to prove his innocence and confidence, so he yelled at his wife fiercely... Oops, the situation was tragic for a while, and Yang Jingxing's young heart was hit hard. Many scenes are still vivid to this day.

In the head.

However, no matter how noisy they were, the parents still did not completely ignore their son's existence. After all, he had to go to school the next day, so they jointly forced Yang Jingxing to wash up and go back to his room to sleep.

Of course Yang Jingxing couldn't sleep, and he could hear the outline of his parents' conflict in bed: "...the more I thought about it, the angrier and angrier I became. I felt that those people had insulted my mother and disrespected my father. They had a quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed.

I have hated him for a long time and wanted to go there and take revenge on one of them’s son, who is already in high school.”

He Peiyuan comforted her boyfriend: "It's probably not intentional...Those people didn't expect so much. After watching TV, it turns out that a small boss who doesn't have a mistress has no face, and no one else will discuss business with him."

Yang Jingxing sighed: "I didn't understand it at the time. Maybe my dad's anger at that time was also a kind of helplessness. I guess it was quite difficult."
To be continued...