Father Shen looked at the contract for a long time, but couldn't write anything.

He didn't dare to sign, and after signing, he will really never be Pinghui's boss anymore.

But if he didn't sign, Han Cheng would definitely not help him. Shen Qingyu had already done such a thing here, and he would definitely not stop. With the help of Yan Jiayu and Zhao Heng, he might not be able to win this battle.

He suddenly felt uncomfortable. Pinghui Pinghui, Ping is his Ping, and Hui is the homophony of Xu Hui's Hui. He chose the brilliant Hui, which has a clear meaning, but he didn't expect it to end up like this.

Mother Shen looked at him without speaking.

Of course she can understand the pain in Shen Ping's heart, and she is also in pain. She has watched Ping Hui build up, watched it do it with her own eyes, and now she is also watching it sway in wind and rain.

After signing the contract, Ping Hui may be able to keep it, but it no longer belongs to Shen Ping.

If the contract is not signed, Pinghui may be completely finished.

She sighed and persuaded Shen Ping to say, "Either that's it, this company will also give it to Xiaoshu in the future, and now it is given, but it is just ahead of schedule."

When Shen Qingyu did such a thing, they would never be able to rely on him anymore in this life, but they would also get old. If Pinghui continues, then he can only be sparse to Shen Qing, so to put it bluntly, they have reached this point. , This company can only be Shen Qingshu, it's just a matter of time.

What's more, there is Han Cheng's help behind Shen Qingshu. As long as he is willing, Ping Hui will definitely have more outlets, far more brilliant than now.

Father Shen listened to her and looked up at Han Cheng. Han Cheng sat calmly on the sofa and poured himself a cup of tea. Seeing him look over, he said warmly, "Do you want it?"

"No, thank you." Father Shen said.

Han Cheng didn't ask any more, he drank slowly.

Father Shen didn't hesitate for too long, picked up the pen and signed his name.

He pushed He to Mother Shen. Mother Shen looked at the contract and asked Han Chengdao, "Can I see Xiaoshu again?"

"Maybe," Han Cheng said calmly, "but not now, when he becomes the new president, you may be able to see him."

"Hancheng, I..."

"I don't care what you think." Han Cheng said indifferently, "just like you used to, don't care what he thinks."

Mother Shen lost his words in an instant.

"You didn’t like him so much, so now, he doesn’t like you so much either. He has his own life and his own pace. He doesn’t want to be disturbed by you. So in the future, whether it’s the company or life matters, if you really solve it No, you can find me, but don't bother him."

"Of course, I'm also very busy, so it's best to come to me again if I really can't solve it, otherwise, if there are too many trivial things, I'm tired, maybe I don't bother to manage it."

Shen Mu pursed her lips, picked up the pen depressed, and signed her name.

Hancheng collected the contract they signed, and then handed them the copy he signed, "Take some time in a few days and send me the account book. If you find it troublesome, send it. Come here too."

"then you……"

"Relax, I will help you solve Shen Qingyu as soon as possible. After all, Pinghui is now Qingqing's company, and I am more concerned than you."

Father Shen choked all of a sudden.

Han Cheng asked him, "You come to me, does Shen Qingyu know?"

"He doesn't know, I didn't tell him." Father Shen mentioned him, wishing to kill him.

"Then it's best. If he asks, he will say that I didn't agree. After all, the enemy is bright and I am dark, so it's more convenient to operate this way."

"good."

"Let's do this first, you have my phone number, you can call me later if you have something to do."

When Father Shen heard the words, he finally glanced at him for the last time, his eyebrows were deep, and he said, "You will do your best, right?"

Han Cheng smiled, "Qingqing will have his birthday in more than a month. This will be his birthday present."

Father Shen nodded, comforting himself. This is also considered an affirmative answer.

It's just that he doesn't even remember that his son's birthday is almost past.

It's surprising that his son is about to pass his birthday.

How many feelings can a person have in his lifetime?

His limited affection had long been invested in Xu Hui and Shen Qingyu in the early days.

He really loved Shen Qingyu, but Shen Qingyu grew up, he also wanted more in Shen Qingyu's growth, so in the end, they only loved themselves.

"Happy birthday to him." Father Shen whispered.

He rarely felt guilty for Shen Qingshu, "If he wants, his mother and I can spend a birthday with him, we..."

"It's not necessary." Han Cheng refused, "It's fine for him to live with me."

Father Shen looked at him, feeling a little uncomfortable. He tossed all his life, but when he arrived, it turned out to be like this.

His career is gone, and his father-son relationship is gone.

He was like a person drifting in the ocean, trying to grab the driftwood in front of him, but was evacuated mercilessly.

He and Shen Qing are separated, and they are destined to be unable to continue the relationship between father and son.

Father Shen bowed his head regretfully, did not stay any longer, and left Hancheng's office.

Mother Shen looked at him, she stopped talking, and finally left with him.

In the afternoon of the next day, Mother Shen came to Hancheng's office again and brought the family registration book.

Father Shen did not come, for fear of causing Shen Qingyu's suspicion.

Han Cheng took it and looked through it carefully. Shen's mother asked him, "Do you want to do it today? I have to take back the hukou after I finish it."

"Don't do it today. I will accompany Qingqing to do it tomorrow morning. Tomorrow afternoon, I will ask someone to send you the hukou."

"Can I go with you?" Mother Shen thought, "I want to see Xiao Shu."

"There is no need, as I said, he doesn't want to see you very much. If one day, he wants to see you, I will naturally contact you."

Although Mother Shen had guessed the answer a long time ago, she was still unavoidably lost.

She went out and sent a WeChat message to Shen Qingshu: [Xiaoshu, do you really want to sever ties with your family? 】

Shen Qingshu ignored her.

She waited for a long time before she could only say to him like her fate: [I gave Hancheng my household registration. 】

Shen Qingshu looked at this message, but was a little surprised. When he passed it through, the original owner had already recognized his ancestor and returned to the Shen family's registered permanent residence.

When he remembered it later, he didn't bother to go back to the Shen family to talk to his parents and move his household registration out.

Fortunately, Han Cheng helped him do it.

The household registration is still very important. When he and Han Cheng get married, don't he have to take this thing to register?

Shen Qingshu felt happy when he thought of this, thinking about moving his registered permanent residence out tomorrow.

When Han Cheng came back in the evening, he saw Shen Qingshu rarely busy in the kitchen.

"Are you back?" Shen Jingshu looked at him with a smile, "I guessed that you are coming back soon, so-chuch, please have a hand cake."

Han Cheng laughed, "Is this also a gift from the brand?"

"Of course not, I bought this." Shen Qing unscrewed the electric baking pan and put a hand-held cake in it, "Do you want tomato sauce or salad dressing?"

"Salad dressing." Han Cheng asked him, "In a good mood?"

Shen Qing didn't speak, and looked at him with a smile.

Just looking at it, he couldn't help throwing down his chopsticks and walked in front of Han Cheng and hugged him.

"You are amazing, so I want to reward you."

"If you reward me, invite me to eat hand cakes?" Han Chenglou pressed his waist, "Is this too shabby?"

"Then what do you want to eat? I can't do it if it's a little more complicated."

"It doesn't need to be too complicated. You can spread your ketchup and salad dressing on a quilt and bring it to my bed. It's delicious."

Shen Qingshu:...

"Can you still want the quilt?" his soul asked.

"Don't you know if you try?" Han Cheng smiled.

Shen Qing glanced at him disgustingly, "I don't want it, I'm not grabbing cakes!"

He let go of Han Cheng and was about to look at the hand holding the cake in the electric baking pan, but Han Cheng tightened his hand and took him back into his arms.

He rubbed his face, bowed his head and kissed him on the cheek. Shen Qingsuo looked up at him, and saw Han Cheng's eyebrows expressing affection. His eyes were full of tenderness and love, which was intoxicating.

He raised his head and kissed his lips.

Han Cheng kissed him and slowly kissed him.

After Shen Qing missed the kiss, he smelled the scent of the cake with his hands, and immediately pushed away. He ran to the electric baking pan and took a look at his cake.

Han Cheng followed him and hugged him from behind.

Shen Qingshu picked up the biscuits and put them on a plate aside, before he started to fry him eggs, ham and lettuce.

Han Cheng looked at his unskilled but methodical behavior, and praised him, "Yes, it looks good."

"Yes, I'm also very smart."

Han Cheng laughed, "Is it smart to be a hand cake?"

Shen Qingshu turned to look at him, "Do you have an opinion?"

Han Cheng smiled and kissed his eyebrows, "No."

"It's pretty much the same." Shen Qing was satisfied, and began to apply salad dressing to the hand cake.

He put the fried eggs and ham on the lettuce, and sprinkled a handful of pork floss. Then he rolled the cake and put it in a small paper bag.

"Here." Shen Qingshu handed out the cake.

"The first hand cake I made, try it," he said excitedly.

Han Cheng didn't answer, so he took a bite with his hand.

"Not bad," he said.

Shen Qingshu laughed immediately, "Really?"

"Try it yourself."

Shen Qing looked at him, then lowered his head to look at the cake in his hand, lowered his head and took a bite.

It's not bad, almost the same as what he had eaten before.

He took Han Cheng's hand, and stuffed the hand-grabbing cake in his hand into his hand, "You eat, I'll get another one for me."

"By the way, I also cooked the porridge." Shen Qingshu pointed to the pot behind him, "Shrimp."

Han Cheng glanced at the automatic porridge cooking pot behind him, and he did not dislike it, boasting, "Awesome!"

Shen Qing shook his head triumphantly, "That is, I said I'm very smart."

Han Cheng laughed and kissed his face again without holding back.

It's so cute, so cute and well-behaved.

He put the hand cake in his hand on the plate, put his arms around Shen Qingsuo's waist again, and hugged him.

"Why don't you eat it?" Shen Qing wondered, "Don't like it?"

"No, I just want to hug you more." Han Cheng kissed his ear.

Shen Qing's ears suddenly burned.

"Oh." He whispered, "Then wait for me and we will eat together."

"Yeah." Han Cheng smiled.

Shen Qingshu also made a hand cake for himself, Han Cheng filled the porridge, and the two of them went to the restaurant.

"Tomorrow, we will go and get your registered permanent residence registration for you." Han Cheng said to him, "Your mother brought me the registered permanent residence. You can check it on the coffee table in the living room for a while."

"Okay." Shen Qingshu nodded, "But where do I get my new residence?"

"Let it be with me." Han Chengdao, "tomorrow morning we will add your name to the real estate certificate, and then you will put your residence here."

"Then you..." Shen Qingshu looked at him and reminded, "You can't get married with a registered permanent residence."

Han Cheng smiled swiftly, "Why, do you want to marry me already?"

Shen Qing turned into anger from anger, and quickly denied, "Who can't wait, am I thinking about the future?"

"I think it's pretty good." Han Cheng smiled, "I just moved you out of the Shen family's registered permanent residence and moved to my registered permanent residence. Isn't it right?"

"You want to be beautiful."

"Anyway, sooner or later you will have to share the account with me, don't you?"

"Humph." Shen Qing snorted, bowing his head to drink the porridge.

Han Cheng had made people entertained enough, so he said slowly, "My hukou is not under the name of this suite, so I add a name to the real estate certificate, and you can just fall here without any problems."