Chapter 141 First Love "Xiaochu." The man smiled and this time, Huang Yimei just walked out of the art gallery. When the man saw Huang Yime, the smile on his face deepened and his eyes were filled with tenderness. The two talked naturally, and there didn't seem to be any awkwardness or estrangement after the divorce. Seeing this, Chen Mo turned around and asked Fang Taichu next to him, "Your mother is your father's first love, right?" "Yes, uncle, how did you know?" Fang Taichu asked in surprise. Chen Mo pointed at her father's car, "Six horizontal and twelve vertical, buy a Huo Xi, chase first love, eat cold noodles with first love." This million-dollar luxury car is enough to show that the man is successful in his career. Fang Taichu blinked, "But when my father and mother were together, they ate longevity noodles, not cold noodles." "It's all noodles, don't worry about the details." Chen Mo just remembered a story about these two cars on the Internet and made a random guess. He didn't expect that two people not far away really had such an experience.
"Oh." Fang Taichu didn't quite understand what was going on, but he didn't care. After Huang Yimei and Fang Xiewen talked for a few words, they walked towards Chen Mo and Fang Taichu. Seeing this, Chen Mo had no choice but to stand up to show politeness. Huang Yimei walked closer and said openly, "Let me introduce you. This is Xiaochu's father, and also my ex-husband." Fang Xiewen smiled and extended his hand. "Hello, nice to meet you, Fang Xiewen." "Nice to meet you, Chen Mo." Chen Mo also stretched out his hand, and the two shook hands briefly. Fang Taichu skated to Fang Xiewen's side on roller skates. "Dad, why are you here?" Fang Xiewen supported his daughter and stopped. "I'm here to pick you up. Let's have dinner together tonight." Huang Yimei took out a tissue from her bag and said, "Wipe your hands. Be careful not to get the ice cream on your dad." "I don't know." Fang Taichu took the tissue and responded vaguely with an ice cream in his mouth. "It's okay." Fang Xiewen smiled and wiped the sweat off his daughter's forehead, then looked at Chen Mo, "I heard that Xiaochu caused you trouble yesterday. I'm really sorry." Chen Mo waved his hand, "It's just a small matter. Besides, your wife, Rose, already said this yesterday." Originally Chen Mo was going to respond politely, but when he hurriedly said "Madam", he noticed that Huang Yimei frowned slightly, so he stopped talking and quickly changed the address. There was nothing he could do, and it wasn't his fault, because the three people in front of him looked like a harmonious family of three, so he subconsciously said it and ignored the fact that they were divorced. Fang Xiewen didn't care about Chen Mo's slip of the tongue. On the contrary, his smile became more sincere. "As a father, I should also express my opinion." In fact, Fang Xiewen came here today because when he was sending his daughter to school in the morning, he heard Fang Taichu say that she and her mother had just met an uncle who was very handsome and played the piano very well, and the three of them had dinner together last night. Upon hearing this, Fang Xiewen began to hint at the issue.
Fang Taichu also knew that his father had been single all these years and was still thinking about his mother, so he told her the whole story truthfully. Although he had learned from his daughter that Huang Yimei had said in person that she and Chen Mo would not develop that kind of relationship, Fang Xiewen was still a little worried. Mainly because he heard from his daughter that Chen Mo also drives a luxury car and is a musician and understands art. This made Fang Xiewen think of someone in the past, and Chen Mo's conditions in all aspects were obviously better than that person. That's why he came here specially today to find out the situation. Now seeing Chen Mo's attitude, Fang Xiewen felt relieved. With many years of competitive experience, he could still clearly sense whether someone was a love rival or not. But just now I heard Chen Mo call her "Rose" again. "Rose" is a name only people close to Huang Yimei call her. The two have only known each other for one day, so aren't they a little close? Fang Xiewen couldn't help but feel suspicious again. Chen Mo didn't know that Fang Xiewen would think so much about a title. "Rose" was what Huang Yimei said yesterday that all her friends called her, so Chen Mo called her that, and he didn't think of anything else at all. "Is this Mr. Chen's company?" Fang Xiewen glanced at the office building next to him. "Yes, I work in the entertainment media industry." Chen Mo nodded. "I wonder where Mr. Fang is working?" Fang Xiewen smiled and said, "I work in the Internet industry, developing games, and I currently run my own company." Chen Mo joked, "Mr. Fang doesn't look like a programmer from this appearance and temperament." Fang Xiewen understood what he meant, "Is it because my hairline is not outstanding enough?" Chen Mo shrugged, "Blame my 'stereotype'." Fang Taichu next to him also said happily: "Haha, Dad, your hair is too thick, it looks a bit unprofessional." "There's no way. If dad wasn't more handsome, given how poor he was back then, he wouldn't have been able to pursue your mom." As he said that, Fang Xiewen glanced at Huang Yimei. Huang Yimei just smiled when she heard this and didn't say anything. When the two were together, Fang Xiewen had nothing, but she didn't care. But Fang Xiewen always wanted to prove something, to prove that he was capable, to prove that he was no worse than someone else, and to prove that she was right to choose him. In the end, it seemed as if she was just a proof to him, proving that Fang Xiewen was right, proving that others had underestimated him, nothing more. Obviously, she didn't stay with him because of these things, but he never understood, no, he didn't believe it. Until now, he is still like this, nothing has changed. [Self-esteem often drags people down, making love take twists and turns. People pretend to understand because they are afraid that the truth will be too naked.] "Hmm?" The sudden melody made Chen Mo stunned for a moment. He glanced at the two people in front of him calmly. It seemed that there must be a reason for their separation. Just as Chen Mo was thinking, a voice came from not far away. "Rose."
Chen Mo heard the voice and turned to look. A well-mannered man walked over. His clothing style was somewhat similar to Fang Xiewen's. He was also wearing a suit and tie, and also wore a pair of rimless glasses. He was also very tall. Originally, Chen Mo and Fang Xiewen were both over meters tall, but this person was obviously taller than them. He must be at least meters tall. Fang Taichu was the first to greet the visitor: "Uncle Guodong." At this time, Chen Mo noticed that Fang Xiewen had restrained his smile, and his eyes were calm and indifferent. Zhuang Guodong first smiled at Fang Taichu, then nodded to Chen Mo, but ignored Fang Xiewen, as if he didn't see him. Chen Mo quietly looked at the two people who obviously had different auras, and felt that there seemed to be another story behind them. "You haven't left yet?" Huang Yimei spoke, breaking the sudden and inexplicably cold atmosphere. "Just getting ready to leave." Zhuang Guodong said with a smile. "Do you have any plans tonight? I'll treat you and Xiaochu to dinner. We haven't gotten together for a while." Huang Yimei asked curiously, "Why do you suddenly want to treat us? Don't we often meet at meetings?" Zhuang Guodong shook his head. "It's different. That was work, but now it's a meal with friends to catch up on the past." At this time, Fang Xiewen said, "You may have to reminisce about the past some other time. We are having a family dinner tonight." Zhuang Guodong glanced at Fang Xiewen and ignored him, instead using his eyes to inquire whether Huang Yime was genuine. Fang Xiewen narrowed his eyes, then smiled indifferently. As long as Xiaochu is around, he and Rose will always be a family, but everyone else will be nothing. At the beginning, he was poor and his conditions were not as good as Zhuang Guodong's, but he still won. Now, he is the winner in terms of identity, career and status. What can Zhuang Guodong compare with him? Chen Mo maintained a calm smile on his face, but he was amazed in his heart and suddenly felt like eating some melon seeds. He was not a gossipy person, but after seeing this scene, he couldn't help but be curious about the love-hate relationship between the three people in front of him. Huang Yimei sighed, "You two, the child is still here, so be careful." "Xiaochu, have you finished eating the ice cream? Let's go wash our hands." Chen Mo called. "Okay." After looking around, Fang Taichu went to the faucet beside him to wash his hands with Chen Mo. "Come on, throw the cardboard into the trash can and wash your hands." Chen Mo gestured. Fang Taichu said while washing his hands: "Uncle, I know you want to get rid of me." Chen Mo did not deny it, "I just don't want you to get involved in some trivial matters between adults." "Actually, I know all these things." Fang Taichu said nonchalantly. "When my parents had just divorced, their relationship was a bit strained. One of them lived in Shanghai and the other lived in BJ. I often flew back and forth when I was five years old. I went to school in BJ and went to Shanghai during holidays."
"Later, my dad's company moved to BJ, and he and my mom did reach an agreement, but my dad and my uncle didn't get along for a long time. They didn't like each other, and it was only in the past two years that their relationship eased." Fang Taichu spoke these things with ease, as mature as an adult. Chen Mo rubbed Fang Taichu's head. It was heartbreaking to see such a sensible child. Sure enough, how could the divorce of parents not affect the children? It's just that the children don't talk about it. Fang Taichu covered his mouth and whispered, "Uncle, let me tell you, Uncle Guodong is my mother's first love." "I heard that when my father and mother returned to their hometown in Jilin to get married, Uncle Guodong followed them, and that's why they don't get along so well." Chen Mo laughed when he heard this: "How do you know so much, little girl? You probably weren't even born at that time, right?" Fang Taichu blinked playfully, "Hehe, when my uncle let the cat out of the bag at home, I pretended to be asleep and overheard it." Chen Mo laughed dumbly, "Okay, let's go back after washing our hands and see who will treat you to a meal." "Let's go and have dinner." Fang Taichu jumped and shouted. On the way back, the Koelreuteria trees in the park were hung with strings of pink lanterns, swaying gently in the breeze. The scattered sunset shined on the girl's face, and she showed an innocent smile. Chen Mo was also infected by this smile and smiled knowingly. Back at the entrance of the art museum, Chen Mo looked at the three people standing together and couldn't help thinking: If there is one more, we will have enough space for a mahjong table. At this moment, Fang Taichu saw something and said, "Hey, Coach He Xi?" Upon hearing this, Chen Mo followed Fang Taichu's gaze: A young, tall-legged handsome man was walking towards this side, holding a bouquet of yellow roses. (End of this chapter)
