deliberate kiss

Chapter 127 Died Once

Zhou Lingshan also smiled, his gentle face showed his youthful handsomeness.

It's just that the shrewdness in his eyes is too much, even the beautiful appearance can't conceal his ambition.

He smiled and said, "Jing Wei hasn't come back for so many years, and finally came back, and I want you to pour tea for us. Uncles like us have a disturbed conscience."

"Uncle was joking." Zhou Jingwei was kind, rubbing the wall of the cup with his slender and cold knuckles, raised his eyes slightly, and smiled calmly: "I am a junior, so pouring a cup of tea is nothing, it should be."

Zhou Lingshan suddenly laughed happily.

He looked at Zhou Jingwei with satisfaction, thinking that he felt happy in his heart, and the smile on his face was quite real: "You have a much better temper than your father. You are worthy of being a lawyer, so you can hold your breath."

Zhou Siheng, who was sitting opposite Zhou Lingshan, took over the conversation with a gentle and gentle tone: "Uncle, when Jingwei returns to Zhou's house, he will rely on everyone's suggestions."

"That's what you said!" Zhou Lingshan waved his hand, drank the tea in the cup, put the cup on the table casually, and pointed the table with his fingertips, "Jingwei is the only son of my brother Bingquan, I How could you ignore him?"

"In that case, after the Spring Festival, when I return to the Zhou Group, I would like to ask my uncle to give me some advice." Zhou Jingwei smiled loosely and filled the tea for Zhou Lengshan. The eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses couldn't see the smile clearly.

Zhou Lingshan said that naturally, they are all family.

There were also people beside him.

Everyone was about to get into the topic when the butler came in from the outside. He walked up to Zhou Jingwei and said respectfully, "Master, madam is looking for you, please come with me first."

Zhou Jingwei wiped his fingers one by one with a clean hot towel, then put the towel aside casually, and said lightly, "Okay, I'll go there with you."

The butler was obviously relieved.

Lin Xuansu was crying all the time, Zhou Bingquan didn't care about the other people present, all his thoughts were on his wife.

Without the opportunity to chat with Zhou Bingquan, Zhou Jingwei easily attracted everyone's attention when he walked down the stairs.

A tall and tall man, dressed in a black suit, with a gloomy and lazy indifference between his brows and eyes, his eyes were cold and shallow, with a careless and extremely unapproachable appearance.

Someone in the crowd was asking, "Is this Zhou Jingwei?"

"Yes, it's Zhou Jingwei."

"Young Master Zhou looks even better than the head of the Zhou family when he was young."

"With such an appearance and identity, I don't know which girl is so lucky to marry him in the future."

"What are you thinking about? I'm afraid the marriage partner was decided at birth, so it's my turn to choose now?"

The whispers of the crowd could not reach Zhou Jingwei's ears, but this did not prevent him from seeing scrutiny and curiosity in the eyes of everyone.

A slight annoyance crossed his mind.

He really hated such an occasion of hypocrisy and obedience. Everyone had masks on their faces, and they couldn't see anything except the desire that was about to come out.

He would rather accompany Cheng Weiyue and have a simple home-cooked meal.

The moment Zhou Jingwei walked down, people flocked to him.

The smile on his lips was faint, concealing the impatience between his brows and eyes.

"Sorry, I still have something to do, please let me go."

It is the dull politeness reflected from the bottom of his heart, which makes people unable to make mistakes, and makes people lose all the courage to approach him the moment he opens his mouth.

He strode forward with long legs and passed the crowd without looking sideways.

Lin Xuansu finally stopped crying when she saw Zhou Jingwei approaching.

The tension and concern in her eyes were deep, Zhou Jingwei's eyes darkened, and he stopped in front of her.

Before he could speak, Lin Xuansu eagerly held his hand: "Jingwei, you haven't come back to see mom for a long time."

"The office is a bit busy." Zhou Jingwei pulled his hand away from Lin Xuansu's while speaking: "What do you want?"

"I'm fine, I just want to see you." Lin Xuansu looked at Zhou Jingwei uneasily, her elegant and beautiful face flashed a strong anxiety: "Jingwei, don't you want to see me, are you still blaming me? "

Zhou Jingwei said no.

Very crisp, calm enough.

Lin Xuansu not only did not feel relieved, but felt even more embarrassed.

Zhou Bingquan didn't get angry, got up and walked to Zhou Jingwei: "Apologize to your mother."

There was a cold look in Zhou Jingwei's eyes, and his eyes fell on Zhou Bingquan, very lightly: "Apologize?"

"Zhou Bingquan, don't talk to Jingwei like that!" Lin Xuansu was so impatient, she hurriedly grabbed Zhou Bingquan's hand, trying to pull him away: "You don't need to intervene in the matter of our mother and child!"

"Xuan Su."

"I'll let you go!"

No one thought that Zhou Bingquan would be humbled like this in front of Lin Xuansu, and he actually left.

When Zhou Jingwei saw his back, his back was slightly bent, as if he had aged many years in an instant.

Why bother?In fact, it is too late for everything, and people always want to make up for things that cannot be made up.

Looking at Lin Xuansu's tears, Zhou Jingwei felt numb.

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, the hour hand had turned to 8.

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Lin Xuansu was a little at a loss, and after a while, said in a low voice: "I just want to ask you, you're still weird."

"Mom," Zhou Jingwei interrupted her with a cold voice: "You've asked me many times, and I said it's not surprising, what else do you think of me?"

"I didn't think about it"

"The doctor said that as long as I go to the hospital one minute late, the cyanide in my body can kill me." Zhou Jingwei looked at Lin Xuansu's bewildered face, and said calmly, "I don't blame you, I died a day ago. Come back, I don’t blame anyone.”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Lin Xuansu's sad and speechless expression, lowered his eyes and said softly: "I have something else to do at night, so I'll leave first."

Lin Xuansu actually wanted to stop him.

But she had no position and could only watch him leave sadly.

In Xiangshan Palace, Cheng Weiyue had dinner and sat on the sofa with Jiang Jinran to play games.

It's a very old childhood game. The two manipulated the remote control to let the plane on the TV avoid messy obstacles.

This disc needs to be inserted into the TV, the pixels are very low, and it is no longer sold, it is a tear of the times.

Cheng Weiyue's plane flew 100 kilometers and was declared dead. Jiang Jinran who was beside him gave a "tsk" and said, "Cheng Weiyue, you are a good cook!"

"If you can't talk, don't talk!" Cheng Weiyue snatched the remote control unconvinced: "You let me try again! I will definitely not lose this time."

Jiang Jinran let Cheng Weiyue snatch the remote control from his hand.

After a while, he couldn't help laughing at Cheng Weiyue's rivalry with the TV screen.

(End of this chapter)