his spring breeze

Chapter 276 Shen Chaosheng: Teacher Jiang is very beautiful!
Jiang Chunhe caught a cold.

Maybe it was because he had just returned to Ningcheng, the climate was not acclimatized, so he was not used to it, and Jiang Chunhe lay on the bed without eating dinner, with a small fan on beside the bed, blowing the wind.

Shen Chaosheng knocked on the door and came in, reaching out to turn off the fan beside her bed.

"Hey, don't turn it off!"

Jiang Chunhe hurriedly said, "I have a cold and it's too dry. It's better if there is wind. Go to the supermarket tomorrow and buy me a humidifier."

"Are you too dry?"

Shen Chaosheng's focus was on her first sentence, and he laughed lowly, with a clear smile rippling into the depths of his brows and eyes, he stared at Jiang Chunhe and said in a low voice: "I don't want to do it, little girl, she's quite wet."

"Ah?" Jiang Chunhe blinked innocently.

"what do you mean?"

She lost her memory and became stupid. She couldn't understand anything, and she didn't pretend.

If it had been done before, he would have yelled at him angrily, "Ah, ah, Shen Chao gave birth to you bastard, you bastard, shameless—"

Seeing her ignorant appearance, Shen Chaosheng was heartbroken and affectionate. The heartache was when she would change back to the original Jiang Chunhe, and the heartache was that she was well-behaved now, which made him feel happy.

"Okay, be good, I cooked porridge for you for my husband." Sitting on the head of the bed, pinching the tip of her upturned little nose, Shen Chaosheng had a loving and gentle voice.

"Oh, thank you..."

"Little stupid girl, how many times have I told you that you don't have to be so polite between husband and wife."

Bowing his head, Shen Chaosheng let go of her and went out, and came back soon, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, simple and nutritious vegetable porridge, steaming, Shen Chaosheng rolled up his sleeves and fed Jiang Chunhe the porridge himself.

He feeds it spoon by spoon.

She drank it spoon by spoon.

Jiang Chunhe lowered his head and couldn't help but look at Shen Chaosheng a few times.

His face is full of spring breeze, with plump and timeless facial features, and a tear mole under the corner of his long and narrow eyes. Jiang Chunhe can feel that Shen Chaosheng is in a good mood these days. She has also heard about Shen Yuting and YC Group .

It's like a general who bravely killed the enemy on the battlefield, tensing a string. After finally defeating the enemy, the string is broken, and it is rare to feel relieved and happy.

"Is your husband so good-looking?"

"Cough cough cough..."

Being caught, Jiang Chunhe felt so embarrassed that he coughed.

Shen Chaosheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, "What were you thinking just now?"

"I didn't think about anything! I... I'm full."

"it is good."

After wiping her mouth, Shen Chaosheng pressed Jiang Chunhe's shoulders, told her to lie down, and covered her with the quilt himself. The whole process was considerate and gentle, just like a father taking care of his daughter.

But Jiang Chunhe felt that Shen Chaosheng was gentler than Jiangbeiyuan. He was more meticulous to himself than Jiangbeiyuan was to him. She seemed to be relying more and more on this man.

"Chun'er won't go to school these days, okay? If you catch a cold, rest well at home. Otherwise, if you infect the students, Chun'er will blame yourself, right?"

"Well, can you ask for leave for me then?"

"of course can."

"..." Jiang Chunhe finally stopped saying thank you.

"Then go to bed early, good night!"

Shen Chaosheng smiled, but didn't say goodnight to her right away. He put the bowl on the bedside, and then he leaned on the bedside, took Jiang Chunhe into his arms, and raised his hand to stroke her hair.

"Teacher Jiang looks very pretty in glasses."

"...Really." Jiang Chunhe was absent-minded, his breath was hot, spraying behind her ear, itching.

"Tonight, can you?" Shen Chaosheng asked patiently.

He stared at her face for a moment, waiting for her answer.

Although he has become stupid, Jiang Chunhe is not a three-year-old child, how could he not understand what this man meant, the base of his ears turned red instantly, and his long eyelashes fluttered and fluttered down to cover his eyes.

"I have a cold and it may be contagious to you."

"will not."

This person answered too simply and neatly.

Jiang Chunhe swallowed, his eyes dodging around, "I, my brother and father haven't reconciled yet, and I've always had something on my mind, so I can't get involved. After you help them reconcile, let's talk about it."

Knowing that her reason was very, very lame, Shen Chaosheng still couldn't help laughing.

"Madam will really find an errand for my husband."

While speaking, he lowered his head and rubbed against her forehead, leaned over and kissed her lips.

He propped his hands on her side, wanting to go deep, but she shouted that he couldn't contagious, so he could only give up.

"Good night." Shen Chaosheng finally stood up.

Jiang Chunhe was so ashamed that he quickly covered his head with the quilt.

……

The next day.

problem occurs.

A piece of news suddenly came from Ningcheng Prison——

Shen Yuting committed suicide in prison.

At this moment in the study of the Shen family, Shen Chaosheng stood with his back against the floor-to-ceiling windows, with his hands behind his back, watching the pattering rain outside the window. The raindrops hit the glass windows, crisp and piercing, which made people flustered.

On the table are photos of the inside of the prison.

Shen Yuting committed suicide by cutting his wrists.

When he died, his eyes were open, and he was horrifying, as if he had some unfinished regrets in his lifetime.

Shen Chaosheng's thoughts drifted away, he swallowed his Adam's apple, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, and there was an indelible loneliness hidden in the depths of his brows and eyes.

Once upon a time, at the entrance of the alley with peach blossoms and willows, brothers and sisters used to sing to each other.

It's just that those days are too short, and with the grievances, they are gone forever.

Shen Chaosheng remembered that when he was young, he never ate at the table of Shen's family.

It's not that he doesn't want to.

He is unworthy.

The Shen family pays attention to bloodlines and inferiority. As soon as he came back, he was called an "illegitimate child" by Shen Yezhong. Someone whispered all kinds of nasty things in his ear.

Shen Chaosheng was very impressed once, when Shen Yuting forcibly pulled him to the dining table regardless of the servant's obstruction.

The head of the family, Shen Yezhong, went downstairs to see this scene, and felt that he had broken the rules, so he slapped Shen Chaosheng on the face and ordered him to go back to the room and not come out.

The old man hit hard, and Shen Chaosheng, who was in his teens, was directly beaten to the ground.

Shen Chaosheng stood up from the ground without saying a word, staring at the red and swollen palm marks on his face, with blood coming from the corner of his mouth, but at this moment he could still smile, and said gently:
"Dad, I'm going back to my room."

Dong Huizhu and Shen Xiuqin fanned the flames and scolded him for kicking his nose.

The moment he turned around, he heard Shen Yuting and Shen Yezhong confront each other:

"Dad, you are too much to Chaosheng."

At that time, he felt warm in his heart, because he really thought that Shen Yuting was treating him sincerely.

Unexpectedly, later... He heard him talking with Shen Xiuqin in the garden.

"Of course I can't be nice to him. All I do is to make my parents hate him more and more."

"Brother, tsk tsk, you are really smiling."

(End of this chapter)