After transmigrating into the cultivation world, the school topper was reborn - chapter 365

This chapter is sponsored by Madlove27! 

Actually it was quite lively.

Chubby had to run outside after the New Year’s Eve dinner, and Mother Zhou frowned, “Where are you going so late?”

“I’m going to Xingchen’s house.”

Father Zhou was enjoying the joy of family with his six-year-old daughter. He said, “Let her go, I know Su Xingchen, the second prize winner in the National Mathematics League.”

Mother Zhou smiled and said nothing.

She was seven years older than Zhou’s father. She was nearly 50 years old. She also had her little lover outside, and Zhou’s father also knew.

She didn’t care about his illegitimate daughter. In terms of this matter, he only later came to know the existence of his illegitimate daughter, and now the mother of the illegitimate daughter was with someone else. The birth of this child was indeed an accident. Her mother had a special physique and couldn’t have an abortion.

She didn’t care if he raised three, four, or five outside as long as he didn’t give his property to anyone outside. She was too lazy to manage his affairs.

She didn’t care about his matters, he didn’t care about hers. The couple held their little lovers, and had the happiness they had when they were at home, as if nothing happened. They had built a tacit understanding. .

Although Father Zhou was capable, he was only a businessman. Mother Zhou’s family was strong. She wasn’t afraid of what Zhou would do. She also had many business affairs and he still depended on her family’s relationships.

On the other side, Curly couldn’t bear to be at home, and he ran outside every day. 

His grandmother shouted, “Where are you going so late?”

Curly had run so far that the corners of his clothing were flying, and the coat was fluttering, “I am going out with my friends. You don’t mind me!”

The same was true of the Cheng family.

Mother Cheng was rarely at home. The family was rarely reunited at New Year. Like a partner’s party, they had a New Year’s Eve dinner. Then Father Cheng asked Cheng Kangyao to arrange time for the evening. He used to go out to spend time in Internet cafes, and this year they were still sullen and didn’t speak. The atmosphere was depressed and dull throughout.

Father Cheng asked Mother Cheng about her arrangements for the night. Mother Cheng was going back to her mother’s house and asked Cheng Kangyao, “Will you come with me?”

Cheng Kangyao sneered, “No!”

Even after so many years, he wasn’t used to it. This family atmosphere still made him uncomfortable.

He had lived in such an atmosphere since he was a child. When he was young, he didn’t understand it. He thought that all families were like this. As he grew up, he became more eager for a warm and harmonious family and wanted a normal family.

In his childhood, he had an ideal home.

After the dinner, Father Cheng and Mother Cheng left. As in the past for so many years, only Cheng Kangyao remained in the house.

The servants at home also went home on vacation. Aunt Liu had made a New Year’s Eve dinner early, and went back.

Father Cheng went to his little house outside. Mother Cheng also left.  

Cheng Kangyao sat on the icy dining table and looked at the dishes that were already cold on the table. He snorted and dropped the spoon in his hand. The metal spoon and the delicate white porcelain plate made a bang with a crisp impact.

He got up, didn’t look at the table full of dishes, picked up his coat, and left.

Every New Year’s Eve was the most difficult time for him; cold, quiet and lonely.

He could hardly wait to drive the car all the way to Su Xingchen’s home.

City H was empty, the road was empty and there were no cars.

He parked the car and went to Su Xingchen’s house. His cold heart warmed up again. When he opened the door, the heater in the house made him warm. 

Su Xingchen was meditating on the balcony.

All the small lanterns on the balcony, like tiny stars, were turned on, which was very festive.

Su Xingchen got up from the chair when she heard the movement and Cheng Kangyao walked forward two steps holding her in his arms.

It seemed that after a long time, in fact, only ten seconds, Cheng Kangyao said, “Happy New Year.”

She patted his back with a smile, rubbing it up and down, “Happy New Year.”

Cheng Kangyao hugged her and didn’t let go.

One minute passed, two minutes passed… Su Xingchen patted his back helplessly, “Brother Kang, are you crying? Or are you addicted to hugging?”

Cheng Kangyao backed slightly, blushed and said very honestly, “Addicted to hugging you.”