Chapter 394 Childhood Sweetheart 1
Chen Xiaopang is thin. This time he is really thin. Tang Cao is scared when he sees Chen Xiaopang.
âWow! Have you lost weight?â
Tong Yue also eats with them today. He sits down and glances at Chen Xiaopang.
âHow can you be like this? A few years ago your mother had an operation but you didnât lose weight for more than half a year. But you lose weight for a woman now.â
Chen Xiaopang and Tang Cao despise him. Tong Yue was also not calm when he was chasing his girlfriend.
Of course, they dare not to say it. Tong Yue is the one who makes money for them. Itâs not good to offend him.
âDo you think Zhao Ying doesnât like men?â Chen Xiaopang begins to comfort himself, âOtherwise, why doesnât she like me?â
Tang Cao snorts, âIf I am a woman, I wonât choose you. Maybe she suspects that you have AIDS because of your promiscuity.â
âF**k! If I have AIDS, you two will be infected.â
âAnyway, you know what I mean.â Tang Cao pats him on the shoulder, âAs Iâve said, Zhao Ying, a girl with high education, intelligence and income, wonât like you.â
Chen Xiaopang is very aggrieved, âI know I was not good before. But she canât compare me with those bastards that play with women! Iâve always taken what I needed. I havenât had sex with women casually.â
âWell! In womenâs eyes, you are the man who has sex with women casually, who cares if you need it.â Tang Cao says triumphantly, âLook at me! Iâm so clean that Diandian likes me so much.â
Chen Xiaopangâs whole body shrinks and he looks like he is going to die at any moment.
âDo you like her so much?â Tang Cao asks, âWhy donât you try someone else?â
Chen Xiaopang lowers his big head. Tong Yue chuckles.
âYou and Zhao Ying have known each other since childhood, havenât you?â
âYes.â Chen Xiaopang says weakly, âWe are also childhood sweethearts. Why doesnât she like me? What the poem says is deceitful.â
âIâve never learned it. But I know itâs not like that.â Tang Cao kicks him.
Tong Yue rubs his eyebrows and says, âThink carefully. Did you do something to her when you were a child? So she ignores you now.â
âWhat?â Chen Xiaopang is shocked, âWhat could I do when I was so young?â
Tong Yueâs mouth twitches and he says, âWhat do you think Iâm talking about?â
âTong Yue means whether you have bullied her, like pulling her pigtail and putting bugs in her schoolbag.â Tang Cao scolds him, âDonât think about everything in that way.â
Chen Xiaopang ponders for a few seconds and then his face suddenly turns white.
That year, Chen Xiaopang was eight years old and in second grade. His father made a fortune two years ago and became rich. As a native northeast man, Chen Xiaopangâs father thought that he should take his wife and child to big cities to see the world. They had a relative in Yanjing, so they reached Yanjing and started to set foot in the real estate industry.
âJinjin, when you were born, a fortune-teller said you were helpful to me. He let me give you a name with wealth in it. So your name is Chen Jinjin. Ha-ha! You are surely helpful to our family.â
In a word, when Chen Xiaopang was in his second grade, his family was rich in Yanjing. Otherwise, he could not go to such an aristocratic school called Caesar. Of course, many people in the background thought that he was an upstart and he was uncool. Thatâs out of his consideration. He didnât mind. What he cared about at that time was that a little girl suddenly appeared in his home.
âXiaopang, come on.â That day when he went home from school, his mother happily waved to him.
Then Chen Xiaopang saw a little black and thin girl standing in the living room.
âMom, who is she?â He asked warily.
Wang Cailian was shocked by her sonâs expression, âWhy are you so afraid?â
âIs it the child my father brought back?â Chen Xiaopang stared at the little girl viciously, âHe even had another child!â
Chen Qing, who was chewing an onion came out of the kitchen, almost choked to death. He raised his hand and hit Chen Xiaopang on the head.
âWhere did you learn these words?â
Chen Xiaopang covered his head and stared at his father, âOur classmates said that their father had other children outside.â
âLook, look!â Wang Cailian looked at her husband discontentedly, âI told you not to let him go to the noble school. You see what heâs learned.â She pulled Chen Xiaopangâs ear, âThis is your Aunt Cong Feiâs daughter. Do you remember? You were hugged by her when you were little.â
How could Chen Xiaopang remember? But when he heard that it was not his fatherâs child outside, he immediately became captious, and âWhy is she here?â
âZhao Ying comes to live in our home. In the future, you should treat her as your sister. Do you hear that?â After scolding his son, Chen Qing turned his head and smiled at Zhao Ying, âYing, donât be afraid. You can take this as your own home! If he dares to bully you, tell me and I will hit him!â
After dinner, Chen Xiaopang figured out why Zhao Ying would live in his home.
âZhao Yingâs mother has gone to work abroad, so she has no way to take care of her. So I brought her to our home. She can go to school with you.â
âWhere is her father?â Chen Xiaopang asked, âDoesnât her father want her?â
âWhat are you thinking?â After saying this, Wang Cailian lowered her voice, âYingâs father has gone far away. You see how pitiful she is. Donât bully her.â
âThen her father is dead and sleeping under the ground.â Chen Xiaopang said, âThere are many poor people. There are so many poor children in the orphanage on TV last time. Do you want to bring them to our home?â
Standing aside, Chen Xiaopangâs father couldnât help patting his son again, âYou donât know anything! When we went to play in the mountain, we met a bear. If Yingâs mother hadnât led the bear away, your mother and I would have been dead. You wouldnât come to this world.â
In a word, Zhao Ying is the daughter of his parentsâ friend and benefactor. Chen Xiaopang thought that the girl was black and thin, so he couldnât help asking again.
âIs her family very poor? She is so uglyâ¦â Then his mouth was covered by his father.
Wang Cailian stared at Chen Xiaopang and stood up. She went to the stairway and pulled the little black girl to the living room.
âHow about the room I prepared for you?â Wang Cailian asked enthusiastically, âTell me what you like and what you donât like. You can regard it as your home in the future!â
Chen Xiaopang broke away from his father and looked at Zhao Ying carefully. She wore her own family clothes, grey autumn clothes.
Sheâs uglierâ¦
Chen Xiaopang disliked her.
âThank you, Auntie. The room is beautiful. Donât worry.â Zhao Ying whispered. Her thick bangs covered half of her face. Others could not see her expression.
This was the first time Chen Xiaopang had heard her voice. Itâs quite pleasant, at least not harsh. But! He didnât want to play with such an ugly girl. Girls are the most troublesome. They often cry.
âWell!â Wang Cailian probably hoped that the two children would become good friends, so she let Chen Xiaopang take Zhao Ying back to the room to put away books.
Chen Xiaopang didnât want to go, but he wanted to let the little girl know his strength. So he walked ahead with his head up. He gave Zhao Ying a squint when passing by.
âFollow me.â
The villa of Chen Family had three floors. The house maids lived on the first floor. Chen Xiaopangâs parents lived on the second floor. Chen Xiaopang himself lived on the third floor. But Zhao Ying would live on the third floor too.
âMy mother is very kind to you.â Chen Xiaopang opened the room on the far right jealously and looked, âThis room is as big as mine.â When he saw that there were many dolls in the room and the carpet and furniture were also light pink and purple, he snorted.
He shut the door with one foot, âWhat are you doing? Where are your books?â
Zhao Ying, who had almost no sense of existence, silently took her bag out of the cabinet. Wang Cailian had bought her a new bag, which was also pink and beautiful.
âLet me see. Ah? Are you also in second grade?â Chen Xiaopang found that the little girlâs books were the same as his, âHow old are you?â
Zhao Ying reached out her five fingers.
âYou are five years old. You are in the second grade.â Chen Xiaopang was surprised as if he had an egg in his mouth.
Then he pushed Zhao Ying fiercely, âHow dare you cheat me?â
Zhao Ying was so little that she almost fell down. She held a chair to stand and shook her head, âI didnât cheat you. Iâm in the second grade.â
âI mean youâre five!â Chen Xiaopang yelled at her, âYou can only go to the second grade when you are eight, you know?â
Zhao Ying finally raised her head and said earnestly, âMom said Iâm smart, so I donât need to go to kindergarten. I can just go to primary school.â
Chen Xiaopang is speechless.
âMom! Mom!â He rushed downstairs and said, âYou should send that child away. Sheâs not a good child. Sheâs lying!â
Wang Cailian was chatting with the school teacher on WeChat. She asked the teacher to take care of Zhao Ying. Hearing her son shout again, she said to Chen Qing angrily, âTake care of your son. He always lies. He thinks others are the same as him!â
âDad, do you know how old she said she was?â Chen Xiaopang shouted, âShe said she was five years old! Five years old!â
Chen Qing smoked in the kitchen. He grinned and came out, âYing was in the first grade when she was 4 years old. Isnât she in the second grade when she is 5 years old? I told you to study hard but you didnât listen. You canât even solve such a simple math problem now.â
âSheâ¦â Chen Xiaopang didnât know what to say.
Wang Cailian patted his big head, âYou should learn more from Ying. She is smart! When she started school, she was on the news.â
âYing!â Seeing Zhao Ying go downstairs, Wang Cailian waved at her, âCome on! You and Xiaopang are in the same class. Please help me to keep a good eye on him. If he makes trouble at school, you can go home and tell me.â
Chen Xiaopang looked at Zhao Ying fiercely and threatened her with his eyes, âIf you promise, I will hit you!â
Zhao Ying says, âOkay, Auntie. I will stare at him.â
âWell! Please help him with his study.â Wang Cailian added, âHe is not smart and his academic performance is always poor.â
Chen Xiaopang looked at Zhao Ying with more ferocious eyes.
Zhao Ying looked at him and said, âXiaopang, donât worry! I will help you with your study.â
Chen Xiaopang is speechless again.