Hearing Xiao Changkun say this, Ye Chen guessed that he should have already known about Han Meicheng’s intention to marry He Yuanjiang.
So, Ye Chen spoke, “Dad, I happen to be not far away, I’ll go over there now, let’s meet at the door.”
Xiao Changkun choked, “Good, then I won’t drive, I’ll go to the door and wait for you, good son-in-law you hurry up!”
“Good.” Ye Chen agreed, but hung up the phone or deliberately slowed down for a few minutes.
After all, He Yuanjiang had just left on the front foot, and was also going to the Senior University to pick up Han Meicheng, so if he went over now, the four of them might meet squarely in front of the school gate, which would be even more embarrassing at that time.
Ye Chen is not afraid of embarrassment, he is afraid of the old man is more irritated.
Only after deliberately dragging his feet a bit did Ye Chen drive to the Senior University.
And just as he was heading towards the Senior University, Han Meiqing was waiting for He Yuanjiang on the roadside in front of the Senior University.
Xiao Changkun was also out of the senior university at this time in a state of disorientation, but when he looked at Han Meiqing standing by the roadside from afar, he subconsciously stopped in his tracks.
At this moment, his heart has been extremely lack of self-confidence, in fact, he has always had this self-awareness, knowing that he and He Yuanjiang difference is not a little bit half a point.
He Yuanjiang is a real senior intellectuals, people with high education, broad knowledge, not only when the financial field is quite successful, and now to Jinling as a professor, social status is also very high.
Moreover, He Yuanjiang’s people, taller than himself, better than his own body, better than his own handsome, and even more eloquent than their own number of strong, English, Korean, Spanish that is the mouth, the key to the people are also multi-talented, will dance, will be musical instruments, f*cking sing better than the average person, their own in front of him, not even a piece of sh*t.
So, Xiao Changkun before in front of He Yuanjiang, can only rely on one thing to find self-confidence, that is, Han Meicheng love is their own, not he He Yuanjiang.
Sometimes, he would even be complacent about it, thinking that so what if you, He Yuanjiang, are stronger and better than me? The woman you like just doesn’t like you, instead she likes me for more than thirty years, this kind of thing, feelings, is so unreasonable.
But what about now?
The only a little bit to save face advantage also swept away, and even the other side is taken away, into the other side of the advantage, which makes his heart is even more inferior to the extreme.
Therefore, when he saw Han Meiqing waiting for He Yuanjiang from afar, his first reaction was to hastily turn his face away and find a thick French sycamore tree, using the trunk to block his face.
Soon, He Yuanjiang arrived at the roadside in his new domestic energy car.
Xiao Changkun hid behind a tree, sneakily revealing one eye to survey from afar, and couldn’t help but mutter, “Damn, driving such a shabby car still has the nerve to come out, the key is not even a window film, surnamed He’s you’re so confident? If it were me, I wouldn’t be able to lift my head up in this car!”
While complaining in a low voice, Han Meiqing had already sat in He Yuanjiang’s co-pilot with a smile on her face.
Then, the scene that made Xiao Changkun collapse happened, Han Meiqing and He Yuanjiang couldn’t help but move closer to each other, and then kissed across the armrest of the car.