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Chapter 82 Dad's New Love?
Chapter 82 Dad's New Love?
The Land Rover parked in the underground garage of a residential complex, and the group pushed their luggage into the elevator.
The elevator stopped on the fifteenth floor. Zhao Yanxi took out her phone to check the door number and finally stopped in front of a dark brown security door.
"This is it!"
Zhao Yanxi pressed the password to open the door and rushed in first.
Ding Heng followed in carrying two large suitcases, put them down, and looked around.
It's a typical three-bedroom apartment/guesthouse, with the living room being about 30 square meters and the three bedrooms located on both sides of the corridor.
The floor is covered with light gray tiles, and a fabric sofa and a small coffee table are placed in the center of the living room.
A small LCD TV was mounted on the wall, and a simple floor fan stood next to it.
The dining room and living room are connected, with a four-seater wooden table covered with a transparent placemat.
The kitchen is open-plan, fully equipped with a stove and refrigerator, and looks quite new.
It's about 130 square meters in total. The decoration isn't particularly nice, but it's clean and has all the basic amenities.
"good."
Ding Heng nodded.
Zhao Yanxi had already darted to the end of the corridor and pushed open the door to the master bedroom.
Wow—this room is huge!
She leaned halfway out and called out, "The master bedroom has an ensuite bathroom!"
Hua Yue went over to take a look, then pushed aside the adjacent bedroom: "This one is alright, the view is unobstructed."
Ding Heng pushed open the door to the last guest room. There was a 1.5-meter bed, a wardrobe, a desk, and a fairly large window with decent lighting.
"Send us rooms! Send us rooms!"
Zhao Yanxi emerged from the master bedroom, pulling out a deck of cards from who-knows-where: "Come on, let's draw lots! The bigger the card, the bigger the room—fair and just!"
As planned, Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing shared a room, the Hua sisters, Hua Qing and Hua Yue, shared a room, and Ding Heng had his own room.
Hua Yue looked at her suspiciously: "Where did you get those playing cards?"
"It was prepared long ago."
Zhao Yanxi said matter-of-factly, "When you travel, you need something to relieve your boredom."
She broke up the cards, skillfully washed them on the coffee table, and then arranged them in a row.
"Come on, who's first?"
Hua Yue stepped forward: "I'll go first!"
She reached out, hesitated for a long time among the cards, and finally drew one.
Turn it over—the Ace of Hearts!
"ha!"
Hua Yue's eyes lit up, and she looked at Zhao Yanxi triumphantly: "The Ace of Hearts! Pretty high, right?"
Zhao Yanxi didn't say anything, but stepped forward with a smile, lightly ran her fingers across the playing cards, and then drew one.
Turn it over—the Ace of Spades.
Hua Yue's smile froze on her face: "Ace of Spades???"
"What luck! What luck! He's just a little older than you!"
Zhao Yanxi shrugged, then turned to Ding Heng: "Brother Ding Heng, it's your turn."
Just as Ding Heng was about to randomly draw a card, he suddenly saw Zhao Yanxi wink playfully, gesturing for Ding Heng to look at one of the cards.
The card was positioned quite far forward, as if it had been deliberately pushed out a little bit.
Ding Heng raised his hand, drew the card, and flipped it over—the King!
Hua Yue: "???"
The Ace of Spades beats the Ace of Hearts, and then the Ace wins the game—is there no foul play involved?!
She glanced at Zhao Yanxi, then at Ding Heng, and immediately concluded: "Zhao Yanxi, are you cheating with your girlfriends?!"
Zhao Yanxi looked completely innocent: "What are you talking about? Ding Heng was just lucky, what could I do?"
Hua Yue glared at her, furious!
Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated; did this girl have to be any more obvious about cheating?
"Alright, alright."
He put down the cards: "I live alone, so I don't need the master bedroom's double bed. Shall we switch?"
"No way! It was agreed that the decision would be made by drawing lots, and there's no going back!"
Zhao Yanxi immediately jumped up to object, then tiptoed to Ding Heng's ear and whispered sweetly.
"Brother Ding Heng, think about it, the master bedroom has a big bed and a private bathroom, in short—"
She paused, then emphasized with a meaningful tone: "Convenient!!!"
After saying that, she quickly stepped back and grabbed Wenjing's hand.
"Come on, let's go pack our bags, Xiaojing!"
"?I----"
Before Wenjing could react, Zhao Yanxi had already pulled her into the side bedroom.
Hua Yue sighed deeply and walked sullenly towards the smallest guest room.
"Fine, fine, it's my bad luck—"
Hua Qing didn't care at all, but Zi Guang paused slightly when passing by the master bedroom door.
Then he turned to look at the guest room, as if secretly judging the distance between the two rooms.
Ding Heng carried his luggage into the master bedroom and closed the door.
The room was indeed large, with a 1.8-meter bed covered with gray-brown bedding.
Bedside table, wardrobe, dressing table — and a separate bathroom.
After quickly packing his luggage, Ding Heng took out his phone and dialed his father, Ding Wenjie.
A few seconds later, the call was connected.
"Feed?"
Upon hearing his father Ding Wenjie's voice, Ding Heng couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at?!"
Ding Wenjie retorted angrily, "I'm your father! Be serious!"
Ding Heng coughed twice, trying hard to suppress his smile.
"Okay, okay, let's get serious."
He cleared his throat and earnestly advised, "Dad, you're over forty now. Take good care of your health, especially your back and kidneys. Take your medication when you need to, and exercise regularly!"
Ding Wenjie on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, his tone displeased.
"What do you mean?"
"It doesn't mean anything."
Ding Heng leaned against the headboard and joked, "I don't have many extravagant desires, I just want to be a rich kid for a couple more years. Driving this Land Rover is much better than our beat-up Chang'an!"
"Go! Go! Go!"
Ding Wenjie said irritably, "My relationship with your Aunt Qu Zhen is legitimate. Don't get the wrong idea. Your dad isn't that kind of person!"
"Okay, okay, let's have a serious relationship, a serious relationship."
Ding Heng suppressed a laugh and asked curiously, "Then why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"Isn't it because I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it?"
Ding Wenjie's voice lowered: "After all, your mother has only been gone for less than two years, and I—sigh!"
Ding Heng's smile faded, and his tone became serious.
"Dad, don't worry! Mom won't blame you. She might even be happy for you. During the two years she was sick, she advised you, and I advised you, that after she passed away, you should find someone who is kind to you."
There was silence on the other end of the phone, but Ding Heng continued muttering.
"You don't need to worry about your maternal grandparents either. After all, they still have me, their grandson."
Several seconds later, Ding Wenjie's voice rang out again, trembling slightly.
"Alright—your Aunt Quzhen and I will go back to Chengdu before the National Day holiday ends, and our two families will meet then."
"OK!"
Ding Heng readily agreed.
"Also, if it's convenient—"
Ding Wenjie paused for a moment, then said, "Bring your girlfriend along too, so I can meet her as well."
Ding Heng paused for a second, then uttered a sound of surprise: "?"
Ding Wenjie asked, "What's wrong? Is it inconvenient?"
"No, no, no! It's convenient, very convenient."
"Okay, I'm hanging up!"
"Bye-bye, Dad!"
After hanging up the phone, Ding Heng stood there, holding his phone, lost in thought.
Then he slumped onto the bed, staring at the ceiling, a thought creeping onto his mind.
It is convenient.
The question is—which one should you let him take?
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