Looking at Bai Jingchuan's coming towards him, she stepped forward two steps and walked to Bai Jingchuan's side, holding his hand with a smile and nodding softly: "good."

With that, they decided to leave.

Chen's father sat there, watching Bai Jingchuan dare to refute himself in front of his face. He also dared to say that the third junior was his wife. He was so angry that he almost jumped up.

He patted his thigh forcefully. His voice was full of anger and said to the white master: "Mr. Bai, is this the guarantee you promised me before?"

See Chen father angry, white old man's face is also full of anger. At first, he thought that even if Bai Jingchuan was going too far, he should know which was more important. It was impossible for him to really put Chen Kerou's father to say anything important.

But what he didn't expect was that his son had such a deep feeling for the evening that no one was allowed to hurt her.

The black eyes are full of anger. The white man knocked the crutches in his hands and looked at Bai Jingchuan angrily and said, "you son of a rebel, do you really want to piss me off?"

"But you don't know how to cherish such a good girl. You have to be with a woman with a bad style. Are you blind?"

Holding the handgrip of the wheelchair slightly tight, the evening show eyebrows subconsciously frown, scarlet thin lips tightly closed, palm big face full of displeasure.

Although Bai Jingchuan could not see his face at this time in the evening when he was sitting in his wheelchair, he could feel it. Moreover, for Bai Jingchuan, what he said, he was also furious.

This gloomy face, black like the weather when the storm comes, the whole living room is gloomy and depressing, the deep eyes are full of cold, Bai Jingchuan's face has no expression, only a pair of eyes glared at the white master, "did I tell you before, can't touch my bottom line?"

Bai Jingchuan's mood was the same as that of her. Looking at Chen's father staring at himself with a face like a sinner, a chill flashed through his dark eyes, his thin lips slightly opened, and there was no temperature in his voice.

When he saw his precious daughter yelled by Bai Jingchuan, Chen Fu Deng stopped working. He suddenly got up, glared at Bai Jingchuan, and yelled, "Bai Jingchuan, do you know what you just said? How can you speak with that attitude and softness? In order to take care of you, she ran to the hospital early in the morning, regardless of my obstruction. Moreover, she did not do any rough work with her hands. Now she goes to push a wheelchair for you. Why don't you know how to be grateful? "

...

standing on one side in the evening, listening to Chen Fu's criticism of Bai Jingchuan, I really want to roll my eyes.

"Am I talking to you?" Without waiting for Chen Kerou's words to finish, Bai Jingchuan shot a cold light in the past, which directly scared her back with a layer of goose bumps.

The atmosphere in the living room becomes very dignified. Chen Kerou holds her hands tightly, and a touch of timidity flashed in her moist eyes. She nibbles at the corner of her lip, looks at Bai Jingchuan, her red lips are slightly open, and she says in a low voice, "brother Bai, don't be angry, uncle Bai doesn't mean anything else...

in a small voice, she says