After I went bankrupt, the school beauty became a CEO and wanted to support me?

Chapter 580

This money can be ten thousand.

It could be one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, or even thirty, fifty or more.

But it happened to be two hundred and sixty-eight thousand six hundred and thirty-one and fifty-one cents.

Chen Shuo held the passbook in his hand, trembling slightly.

This was given to him by Song Wanbai.

Song Wanbai was determined to leave it to him despite his sick body.

Chen Shuo's heart was hit hard. He originally thought he had hidden it well.

Especially when facing Song Wanbai, he brushed off all the things that required him to bite his back teeth and swallow his anger just to put on a smile in front of her in a relaxed and cheerful tone.

He would say that delivering food was easy, like running for fun.

But he never told Song Wanbai that rainy days were really annoying, the car would slip, and it really hurt when he fell.

It is also not the case that when a picky customer scolds him, he will give him a bad review and deduct money.

He would say that although he had to stand for a long time while selling pancakes at a stall, he could really make money.

But he never mentioned how embarrassed he was when being chased by the urban management, nor did he say how painful it was when his hands were burned while learning to make pancakes.

He would say that on Valentine's Day he would sell roses to couples who were hugging each other in the dark, and they would all pay a high price to buy them, so his roses were always the ones that sold the fastest.

But he never said that when he saw these young couples, he missed Su Qingwan too. He wondered if Su Qingwan had forgotten him or if she had met someone she liked again.

……

He didn't say.

He didn't say anything.

He would only try to cheer up Song Wanbai who was lying on the hospital bed, and would only talk about all the minor problems that were not serious or could be overcome, so that Song Wanbai would know what was going on and would not let his imagination run wild and think that he was not having a good time outside, which would make him feel more and more uncomfortable.

He thought Song Wanbai didn't know.

In fact, Song Wanbai knew everything.

She knows it all.

This thought hit Chen Shuo's brain, causing his already sore throat to swell as if a ball of cotton was stuffed in it.

The mist in his eye sockets was spreading wildly, almost obscuring the face of Song Wanbai in front of him.

He pulled the corners of his mouth, trying to draw a smile, but found that he couldn't do it.

"Hey--"

Song Wanbai took a step back, poked her invisible husband, and whispered stealthily without lowering her voice:

"Old Chen, do you think your son is going to cry because of this?"

"Are you really crying?"

Chen Yanguo thought about it and lowered his head to look at Chen Shu.

The two people just happened to look at each other.

statement:"……"

Chen Yanguo: “…”

awkward.

It's just so embarrassing.

Chen Yanguo distanced himself from his son awkwardly, scratching his head in confusion, avoiding Chen Shu's gaze and reporting to Song Wanbai:

"Don't worry, he didn't cry."

statement:"……"

Even if he wants to cry now, he can't cry, okay?

The atmosphere is completely gone!

Song Wanbai really has a talent for ruining the atmosphere.

In fact, Chen Shuo knows.

Song Wanbai just didn't want the atmosphere to be too sad.

It seems like no one in their family is born to deal with a sad atmosphere.

There was no chance before, but now after those near-death experiences, they would rather remember each other's smiling faces.

Chen Shuo took a deep breath, cleared the mist from his eyes, and said in a feigned dissatisfaction:

"You've secretly saved up so much money without my knowledge!"

"It would be great if you could take it out earlier! Why would I have to live such a miserable life?"

"Song Wanbai, you cruel woman, am I still your son? Wow, wow, wow!"

Song Wanbai slapped him on the head:

"Stinky boy."

"This money is not for you!"

"I'm giving it to my future daughter-in-law, okay?"

Chen Shu snorted coldly: "Now you don't say it's for me."

"I already have a daughter-in-law, so why should I give it to you?"

Song Wanbai snatched the passbook from Chen Shu's hand and stuffed it into Su Qingwan's hand.

If Chen Shu had not reconciled with Su Qingwan, and had not met another girl he wanted to spend his life with, she would have given the money to Chen Shu.