Chapter 191 The 191st Day of Not Running Away The first day of not running away...

Chapter 191 The 191st Day of Not Running Away The first day of not running away...

"Why are you looking for me again!"

Zhao Heng didn't give Zhu Simei a friendly look when she invited him to the restaurant and ordered a table full of dishes.

Even if this person is his biological mother.

Zhu Simei hurriedly swallowed the food in her mouth, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and Zhao Heng frowned in disgust. Zhu Simei felt a little embarrassed, wiped her mouth again with a tissue, and then said, "Young Master, are you aware that Madam has been meeting with Zhou Suping frequently lately?"

Zhou Suping?

Zhao Heng's expression changed slightly.

Of all Wang Rong's friends, Zhao Heng disliked Zhou Suping the most.

For some reason, he always felt that the woman's eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

"Why would my mom meet her? They haven't seen each other for years!"

Zhu Simei raised her eyelids slightly, looked at Zhao Henghe, and said, "I think I know something."

"Then hurry up and tell me," Zhao Heng said impatiently.

Zhu Simei gave a dry laugh and said, "Your dad and I recently found a house we like, but it's a bit pricey, this..."

She seemed to want to say something but stopped herself, yet she conveyed her meaning perfectly.

Zhao Heng felt disgusted. With a dark face, he took out a bank card from his briefcase and threw it to Zhu Simei. "The password is six zeros. There's eighty thousand yuan in there. Is that enough? Don't be greedy!"

"That's enough, that's enough."

Zhu Simei quickly said.

She caught the card, overjoyed. "It seems Madam asked her to investigate that Chen Bozheng."

It's Chen Bozheng again?!

Zhao Heng's heart skipped a beat.

Wang Rong had little contact with Chen Bozheng, so why would she investigate Chen Bozheng for no reason?

Zhu Simei looked at Zhao Henghe. No one knows a son better than his mother. She had a knowing look on her face. "Young master, if you ask me, we should go all the way and get rid of him. Even if Madam finds out in the end that he is her son, it won't change anything. On the contrary, you have had such a good relationship with Madam and Master for so many years. Are you afraid that they won't love you?"

"Knock knock knock".

The beads on the rattle drum struck the drumhead.

Chen Bo was reaching out to tease his daughter when the little mosquito stretched out her chubby little hand to try to catch it. Unable to catch it, she puffed up in frustration.

Wen Chan brought over the baby formula and, seeing this scene, couldn't help but reach out and pull Chen Bozheng's ear. "You're making her angry. If she doesn't let you hold her later, it'll be your own fault."

After saying that, she picked the child up from the walker and helped the child hold the bottle.

Chen Bo touched his nose and straightened up. "This child is so young, he wouldn't hold a grudge, would he?"

"That's not so easy to say." Wen Chan snorted. Even if you don't respect the monk, you should respect the Buddha. What's the difference between bullying her daughter and bullying her?

Chen Bo reached out to pinch the little mosquito's chubby cheeks, but the little mosquito impatiently slapped his hand away and turned away, still holding the milk bottle.

"You really hold a grudge?" Chen Bo asked sheepishly.

Wen Chan chuckled, a slight smile playing on her lips.

When my child was seven or eight months old, he was able to sleep through the night.

Wen Chan placed the stroller in their bedroom. They were light sleepers at night, and if the baby cried, Chen Bozheng could get up to feed the baby and change the diapers.

That night, for some reason, Little Mosquito, who usually went to bed around eight or nine o'clock, refused to sleep.

Wen Chan was already incredibly sleepy.

Chen Bo was carrying the child and walking back and forth, swaying back and forth.

But the little mosquito had its two big eyes wide open, showing no signs of sleepiness.

"You go to sleep first, the child seems quite energetic," Chen Bozheng said.

Wen Chan yawned and said, "Is the child hungry or something?"

Chen Bozheng takes good care of the child, so he knows these things better than she does.

"No, she already ate at six o'clock, and her aunt took her out to play during the day. She should be sleepy by now."

Chen Bozheng said in a low voice, and when he looked down, he saw that the child's eyes were bright and alert, and he was looking at him and Wen Chan from side to side, as if listening to what they were saying.

"Why don't we leave her alone for now and just put her on the bed? Maybe she'll fall asleep eventually."

Wen Chan came up with an idea and said.

She never knew she was such a troublesome child; it's amazing that her father in her past life was able to raise her.

“No, she’ll cry as soon as I put her down. You can go to sleep, I’m used to brewing medicine anyway.”

Chen Bo was urging her to go to sleep.

Wen Chan had undergone surgery, and the doctor instructed her that she must rest and recuperate and not stay up late.

Wen Chan couldn't hold on any longer. She was about to go to the restroom when she twitched her nose and suddenly asked, "Where's that gasoline smell coming from?!"

The smell of gasoline was coming from somewhere.

Chen Bozheng was very sensitive to this smell. When he was young and involved in the underworld, he had heard many stories of people using dirty tricks to pour gasoline and burn down their rivals' homes.

Upon hearing this, he rushed out, sniffed the air, and said, "It's coming from outside."

"Fire! Fire!"

A shout suddenly rang out from outside.

The neighbors on both sides were alarmed and came out to see what was happening. Black flames were shooting up all around Chen Bozheng's house, the flames licking the air and billowing black smoke.

"Oh, isn't this Xiao Chen's house?"

"Have their family members managed to escape? Quick, get water to put out the fire!"

It is said that a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. This is exactly the kind of situation that happened. Although the families were not familiar with Chen Bozheng and his wife, who had only recently moved in, they all went barefoot to fetch water to put out the fire.

However, the fire was caused by gasoline.

It's not going to be under control anytime soon.

"Brother Zheng, Sister-in-law!" The monk and the others were awakened in the middle of the night. They rushed over after hearing that something had happened, but they were stunned when they arrived.

Fire trucks sprayed water to extinguish the flames.

The gate was locked.

"A-Chan, Little Mosquito!" Wen Qunshu's legs went weak and he knelt on the ground.

"We're here."

Wen Chan, carrying the child, emerged from the alleyway with Chen Bozheng and the other two.

"You, you're not home?!" The neighbors were overjoyed to see the family of three appear safe and sound.

"Are you alright?!" Wen Qunshu was overjoyed, his legs were so weak that he could not stand up if the monk hadn't helped him up. He pulled Wen Chan and looked her up and down, then looked at the obedient little mosquito who hadn't cried out.

Wen Chan shook her head and glanced at Chen Bozheng, "A-Zheng's arm is injured, but ours isn't."

The sudden fire became known throughout the city the following morning.

Some say Chen Bozheng offended someone in the past and was retaliated against, while others say he seized someone else's land and was taught a lesson.

Wen Chan is unaware of these matters for the time being.

Chen Bozheng's burns are quite severe, with second-degree burns on his elbow.

After the doctor performed the surgery, Wen Chan and her daughter remained at the hospital.

When Sister Liu and the others came over to see, they saw that Chen Bo's right hand was tied up like a rice dumpling, and they couldn't help but gasp in shock, feeling extremely frightened.

"Is this serious?" Even the monk's mother felt a pang of pain in her teeth just looking at it.

Chen Bozheng replied, "It's alright."

"What's so good about it? Don't push yourself. The doctor said it was just a hair's breadth away from your tendons not being reattached."

Wen Chan scolded Chen Bozheng.

She still felt lingering fear when she thought about what happened last night.

If they hadn't all stayed up last night, and if Chen Bo hadn't reacted quickly and pulled the mother and daughter to a place where the fire was smaller, they might have really perished inside.

"Who on earth is so ruthless as to do such a thing?"

Sister Liu looked at Wen Chan with concern, "I think you two should lay low for a while and go abroad to hide."

Chen Bozheng nodded: "That's what I think too."