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Chapter 1184 He Chen's Shocking Moves! (Day 78, Saturday, please vote!)

"Then I'll go?"

He Chen joked.

"..." Huang Zhenhua paused, speechless.

He wouldn't take it seriously if it were someone else, because that would be too inhumane.

But now he's not sure.

There was even a vague feeling that He Chen might actually do what he said he would do.

He had endured four agonizing days until He Chen finally returned, and he was determined not to let He Chen leave.

If He Chen leaves, and his sister doesn't see him when she comes out tomorrow, she'll go crazy again. If she finds out it's because of him, her brother, that He Chen left, she'll smash the house up too.
I know it, but I don't dare to do it, but I'm still so angry!

Fortunately, he soon felt much better and followed He Chen back to He Chen's house. Looking at He Chen's house, which was still completely untouched after four days, just like when it was smashed, he adjusted himself and complained, "It's been four days since the incident, why did you only come back now?"

Although it was a complaint, the tone was not very aggressive.

After all, he had figured it out: Ruan Liuzheng, a member of He Chen's family, really didn't like his sister Huang Yimei and was probably very opposed to He Chen being with his sister Rose.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to force his sister, who was likely to become his future sister-in-law, into the prison.

Now, four days have passed and the house, which was smashed to pieces, has not been cleaned up. It's obvious that she's deliberately leaving this unpleasant scene for He Chen to see, so that He Chen will feel disgusted with his sister, Rose.

"It's not a natural disaster or an act of God, why the rush?" He Chen retorted directly to Huang Zhenhua's complaint.

"When faced with natural disasters and man-made calamities, do those foreign presidents and monarchs still go on vacation, play golf, or go to the beach?"
That place was truly rife with deaths and injuries, a scene of utter devastation, and yet it was still like this!
Rose is just being sent in for a few days to be "educated," so what's wrong with me going on vacation?
I told you all long ago not to spoil her so much, but you wouldn't listen. Her current state is entirely your fault!

"..." Huang Zhenhua's low blood pressure was cured by He Chen's words.

Those inhumane things done abroad are things done abroad.

Furthermore, can the intimate relationship between you and Rose be compared to that between a so-called monarch and a disaster victim abroad?

And education and stuff... Rose doesn't call you dad!
What gives you the right to say such condescending things?

"I heard from Zhengzheng that you told her that Rose smashed my house, and that it was just a playful joke between Rose and me?" He Chen said with a half-smile.

"So don't look at me like that. Just think of this as a fun interaction between Rose and me."

Stop talking.

It's inappropriate for you, as the older brother, to ask about this!

As he spoke, under Huang Zhenhua's angry glare and clenched fists, He Chen walked to the wall and looked at the wall that Huang Yimei had smashed with a bottle of red wine, leaving a red stain. He smiled and directed, "Senior brother, could you please go home and bring me the rose paintbrush? I need to tidy up my room."

Although Huang Zhenhua was reluctant, he still silently agreed to go back and get it.

He realized that He Chen was treating him less and less like a senior brother, let alone a double brother-in-law, but now he had to treat He Chen as a brother.

Furthermore, if He Chen asked him to get the paintbrush, it was most likely because he wanted him to draw. This was definitely good news for his sister, who loved to draw, as it greatly reduced the risk of He Chen embarrassing her by acting inappropriately in this matter.

He didn't doubt whether He Chen could paint.

Putting aside their architectural design, which requires a foundation in drawing, He Chen's major in university, photography, shows that he has a background in visual composition.

Not to mention that He Chen was a master in this field, having been the third-highest scorer in the Beijing college entrance examination.

Anyone who ranks third in the imperial examinations is bound to be able to draw.

Li Xunhuan, the Flying Dagger Master, was also a sculptor, carving his beloved into a lifelike likeness.

And he soon realized that He Chen was indeed a painter. Watching He Chen begin to create a large mural on the wall, starting with the red marks his sister Rose had made by smashing a wine glass, and seeing several blooming roses unfold before his eyes, he was amazed, and his expression improved considerably.

With this painting of roses on the wall, his sister Rose will have a way out. If Rose finds out about He Chen's inhumane behavior later, she certainly won't be so angry anymore.

He knew his sister Rose was too artistic; she simply couldn't resist He Chen's performance art expression.

Although I lament the future, at least I've gotten through this hurdle.

But as he sighed, the mural changed again, and his slightly better expression instantly turned ugly once more.

"He Chen, what do you mean?"

Huang Zhenhua questioned.

He Chen drew a few blooming roses, but he didn't stop there. He then drew the flower branch below another blooming rose, and instead of a realistic drawing, he drew it as an 'octopus monster'. The branches looked like tentacles, baring their fangs and claws, creating a kind of crazy and indescribable artistic conception.

Very artistic, very meaningful!
He didn't have time to think about it carefully, but his first reaction was that this was clearly a mockery of his sister, Rose.

It was only after this reminder that he belatedly realized something else: He Chen hadn't drawn one rose, but a full seven.

But only the stem beneath one rose is twisted like this.

Although the two flowers he knew didn't match the two flowers he had drawn for Jiang Nansun's sister, Huang Zhenhua still vaguely sensed that He Chen's drawing of seven flowers wasn't just random; there might be another meaning behind it.

Just like the menacing tentacles that He Chen drew, they have profound meaning.

"Like I said, this isn't something you, as the older brother, should be asking about." After finishing his painting, He Chen threw the brush back to its place, admired his masterpiece, and then rebuked Huang Zhenhua, who was about to lose his temper again, before giving his instructions.

"When Rose comes out and asks me about it, bring her here, show her this painting, and then have her clean the house and restore it to its original state!"
You are not allowed to help her!

Let her clean it up by herself!

We'll talk about other things later!

As he spoke, he ignored Huang Zhenhua's reaction, leaving the house in a mess, and took Huang Zhenhua away from the house, got into the car, and drove off.

It's impossible for me to clean up by myself.

Ruan Liuzheng was unwilling to help clean up, and he supported her decision.

Mei Chao's crazy outburst is best left to her to handle.

Anyway, it's not like he has nowhere to stay!

Not to mention going back to Ruan Lu's house, Qiao Yingzi's family has so many houses that he couldn't possibly stay in them all.

However, he didn't bother Qiao Yingzi's mother, Song Qian, anymore, lest she actually sell all the houses and run away with the money.

Although Qiao Yingzi has a complicated relationship with her mother, she certainly doesn't want to come home one day to find her mother gone.

He Chen chose to go directly to a hotel.

As for which hotel?

This time, He Chen chose the Waldorf Astoria Hotel.

After all, having just retorted to Huang Zhenhua's example of foreign presidents being inhuman and taking vacations whenever they want, it would be best to choose a foreign-owned hotel now, as that would be more appropriate for the occasion.

Ah!
That's it!

(End of this chapter)