Chapter 1124: Meeting
Chapter 1124: Meeting
In late July, with school on summer vacation and Chen Zhe not having any urgent work, he planned to go to Australia to see his son first, and then talk to Chen Qiao to see if he could find a way to get custody of his son, Chen Wuhen.
He had discussed this matter with Cheng Ling beforehand and received her support, which made him very gratified and gave him the confidence to talk to Chen Qiao.
Three days before he was about to leave, his good friend Huang Xiaochuan called.
"Old Chen, have you booked your plane ticket?"
"I've booked a flight for the 25th."
"Let's cancel it!"
Chen Zhe didn't react for a moment: "Returned?"
At this point, Huang Xiaochuan explained the reason: "I'm going to Sydney, Australia at the end of this month to attend an academic forum, and my daughter is also going to the Great Barrier Reef. I was thinking that you're going too, so why don't we go together and save you a plane ticket."
Chen Zhe hesitated for a moment: "Isn't it unnecessary?"
Unfortunately, Huang Xiaochuan didn't give him a chance to refuse: "Alright, it's settled then!" and then hung up the phone.
On July 25th, at 9:30 AM, a Gulfstream G650 took off from Shanghai bound for Australia. After a nine-hour flight, it landed at Sydney Airport at 3:35 PM local time.
Because Australia is located in the Southern Hemisphere, it is winter here. However, the temperature is not very low, with the lowest temperature being around 7 or 8 degrees Celsius and the highest temperature reaching 15 or 16 degrees Celsius. In addition, there is plenty of sunshine, so it is quite comfortable.
"I didn't know until I saw it! The world is so amazing! We've gone from summer to autumn all of a sudden!" Huang Ruiying started chattering away as soon as we landed.
Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaochuan corrected him, saying, "It's winter here now. The seasons in the Southern Hemisphere are the opposite of those in the Northern Hemisphere."
Huang Ruiying glanced at her father with dissatisfaction: "I know..." Then she muttered under her breath, "So long-winded!"
The two were so close that her father heard everything, which made him furious. Chen Zhe witnessed this scene, but he was preoccupied and couldn't laugh.
Huang Xiaochuan originally planned to bring Huang Zeji along, but the boy said he had a new idea and didn't want to go out, so he only brought his daughter.
He didn't want to talk to his daughter, so he turned to Chen Zhe and said, "Old Chen, it's still early. Let's go to the hotel and rest for a while. I'll go with you to see your son later."
Chen Zhe waved his hand: "No need, I can go by myself later, I'm familiar with this place."
Huang Xiaochuan didn't insist and nodded: "Okay, let's go to the hotel now."
"good!"
The group split into three cars and headed to the Park Hyatt Sydney in The Rocks.
"Wow, it's so beautiful!" Huang Ruiying didn't go to her room right away, but went to her father's room first.
This luxury suite has a spacious balcony from which you can clearly see the Sydney Opera House and Harbour Bridge across the harbor. This exotic view gave Huang Ruiying, who was visiting for the first time, a sense of novelty.
Huang Xiaochuan wanted to rest, so he rudely shooed his daughter away: "Alright, alright, go to your room and read at your own pace."
"Tch! So petty!" Huang Ruiying expressed her dissatisfaction once again.
Huang Xiaochuan raised his hand as if to hit her, but Huang Ruiying quickly stuck out her tongue and ran back to her room, which wasn't far away, just next door.
After quickly washing up in his room, Chen Zhe left the hotel and, with the help of the doorman, got into a taxi.
About forty minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of a high school.
This is Somnash High School in Sydney, where Chen Wuhen is currently in the tenth grade, similar to the first year of high school in China.
Because Australia is located in the Southern Hemisphere, its school holidays are different from those in China. Moreover, unlike China, Australia's holidays are divided into four periods, each corresponding to one of the four seasons: spring, summer, autumn, and winter. In other words, there are holidays in each season.
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This was at the time, just after the winter break had ended, and the students had only been back in school for a few days.
Chen Zhe checked the time; it was exactly five o'clock, and school would be letting out in ten minutes.
I haven't seen my son for almost a year. When we met last year, he had already grown quite a bit taller, and I guess he's even taller this year.
As Chen Zhe waited at the school gate, he reminisced about the past.
School let out at this time, and students began to walk out of the school in groups of three or five, with many children riding bicycles.
Chen Zhe stared intently at the school gate, afraid of missing his son.
Suddenly he saw a familiar face: "Wuhen!" He raised his hand, waving it as he shouted.
"Daddy?" Upon hearing the call, Chen Wuhen subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice and was stunned to see that it was his father.
At that moment, a white girl next to him asked, "Thomas, who is that person?"
"Stella, it looks like I can't go to your house to watch movies tonight. My father from China is here to see me."
The girl looked regretful: "Thomas, my parents don't get to be home very often."
Chen Wuhen helplessly made a phone call gesture: "If possible, I'll call you."
The girl said sullenly, "Fine!"
The two parted ways, and Chen Wuhen pushed his bicycle up to Chen Zhe, casually greeting him, "Hi, Daddy!"
Chen Zhe had witnessed the entire scene. His first thought was that his son was in a relationship too early, and he would have a serious talk with him about it tonight. However, he forgot that this was Australia, and his son's behavior was exactly like that of a European or American.
When Chen Wuhen got closer, he noticed that the kid had a row of earrings on his ears, and with his unruly hairstyle, he looked completely out of place.
Chen Zhe frowned slightly, but still smiled and replied to his son in English, "You've grown quite a bit taller again."
Chen Wuhen shrugged: "It's alright! But I can only grow to about 1.78 meters tall at most, because I've already had my bone age tested."
Chen Zhe, however, thought it was great: "To grow to 1.78 meters tall? Not bad, not bad!"
Chen Wuhen looked at his biological father with a strange expression: "Daddy, haven't you seen that many of my classmates are already over 1.8 meters tall?"
"That's because of the different races. In China, your height is already considered quite good." Chen Zhe tried his best to encourage his son.
But Chen Wuhen neither confirmed nor denied this.
Seeing this, Chen Zhe said, "Call your mother and tell her I'll take you out for dinner and then take you home."
Chen Wuhen's eyes lit up: "Can I order food?"
Chen Zhe nodded and said, "Of course, you can eat whatever you want."
"Yeah..." Chen Wuhen immediately took out his phone and called his mother, Chen Qiao.
"Mommy, Daddy's here. He's taking me out to dinner tonight and asked me to let you know. He'll take me home after dinner."
It's unclear what Chen Qiao said to Chen Wuhen on the phone, but Chen Wuhen replied, "Okay!" and then handed the phone to Chen Zhe: "Mommy wants to talk to you."
Chen Zhe took the phone and said softly, "It's me."
"When did you arrive?"
"It's 3:30 this afternoon. I plan to have dinner with my son tonight, and then see you again tomorrow."
To everyone's surprise, Chen Qiao flatly refused: "Let's skip meeting, there's no need for that. Just bring Thomas back early tonight."
But Chen Zhe insisted, "Let's meet. I've come all this way, it's not easy for me."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and after a few seconds, there was finally a response: "Okay, I'll send you an address in a bit, and we can meet there tomorrow."
"good!"
Chen Zhe then hung up the phone and returned it to Chen Wuhen.
The message was quickly sent to Chen Zhe's phone; it was the address of a coffee shop.
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