Help!After marrying the rough general, he was spoiled

Chapter 725 Extra Story 87 Don't Take My Words Seriously
Si Fu knew Zou Heng, but not very well. The total number of times in these years should not exceed ten times.

In her impression, Zou Heng has always been a reticent type, like an elder, when he was with him, Si Fu instantly became nervous, and she didn't even dare to speak loudly.

But she always likes to look at her secretly, Si Fu has always felt that Zou Heng gives people a very special feeling, he is obviously young and mature, and his temperament always reveals a touch of sadness.

Zou Bing was sitting next to Si Fu playing games, and after noticing Si Fu's gaze, he elbowed her, looked out, and said indifferently, "What are you looking at, you are so focused, go online and call me for assistance , I'm about to hang up."

After hearing this, Si Fu's heart was full of alarm bells, and her ears became hot. She did not mock Zou Bing's game skills as usual this time, but hurriedly took out her mobile phone and said in cooperation, "Oh, here we come."

After arriving at the destination, Si Fu said goodbye to the two of them, and quickly slipped away.

By the time Zou Heng sent Zou Bing back and turned back home, it was already late.

He approached the living room and saw his mother who had been waiting for a long time at a glance. Zou Heng paused and said coldly, "Mom, are you still up?"

Mother Zou put her arms around her chest and glanced at him angrily, "You are ashamed to say that today is not an arrangement for you to have dinner with Miss Jiang's family, so why do you let her pigeons go?"

Zou Heng had guessed early in the morning that she would ask the teacher to inquire about her crimes, pressed the bridge of his nose wearily, and said in a flat voice, "I have something tonight, and I have already told her about it."

Zou's mother snorted coldly, "I say that every time, but Ms. Jiang complained to me, saying that you usually don't answer people, and every time you ask you, you don't have time to shirk."

Speaking of this, Zou's mother narrowed her eyes slightly, stood up suddenly, and stared at him with a look of hatred, "Besides, do you really think I don't know what you are doing? It's just that little bastard, it's worth it." When you go to pick him up in person? You really don't take my words seriously."

Zou Heng frowned, "Mom, can you stop talking so badly, he doesn't like you."

When Mother Zou saw him contradicting her, she immediately became angry and raised her hand to hit him, but she forgot that Zou Heng was no longer the little boy she let her beat and scold when she was a child.

Zou Heng effortlessly stopped Mother Zou's raised hand, and then flung it away.

Zou Heng was already in a bad mood, but now his patience reached the limit, and he wanted to go back to the room without saying a word.

Zou's mother still refused to give up, and chased after him and said, "Your marriage with Jiang Yushan is a certainty, I advise you not to make any small calculations, Jiang's family has a strong background, Jiang Yushan's methods are even better, and she will definitely help you when she gets married in the future." Manage the company well, do you hear..."

"boom!"

The only response to Zou's mother was a violent closing of the door.

After entering the room, Zou Heng didn't turn on the light, went straight to the window and took out the cigarette, which he held skillfully between his fingertips.

The scarlet light flickered on and off, and he looked outside with no expression on his face.

I don't know how long it took, but when he found that the cigarette case was empty, he had some reaction.

Zou Heng moved his stiff neck, and reached into the pocket of his suit pants with his right hand. The next second, he took out a pink clip from it.

He found this on the back seat of the car just now, and it should have been left by Sifu when she was in the car just now.

But even though he knew who the owner of the clip was, he didn't intend to return it to her.

Zou Heng turned around, put the clip into the drawer of the bedside table, and placed it next to a pink hair rope.

(End of this chapter)