time-limited addiction

Zhou Xiangqun suddenly put down his bowl and chopsticks and pointed out the window, "Look, he eavesdropped."

"Who?" Shen Jing turned around and was suddenly startled when she saw Zhou Lüchen.

Then he lowered his head and poked his face. How could this man walk so silently and even say a bad word?

Zhou Lüchen glanced at Zhou Xiangqun and snorted coldly, "You are old and disrespectful."

Zhou Xiangqun pretended not to hear anything and smiled instead of getting angry.

Zhou Lu Shen stayed leisurely, opened his umbrella, and said to Shen Jing, "Eating noodles is not nutritious. Someone will bring you breakfast later."

She is always gentle.

Seeing Zhou Lüchen leaving, Zhou Xiangqun stopped eating noodles and left with an umbrella.

Shen Jing looked out the window, maybe she had something to talk about.

One person holds an umbrella.

Take a stroll through the secluded paths.

Just looking at their backs and not their looks, they still have somewhat similar temperaments.

Against the sound of rain, Zhou Xiangqun's voice was particularly low, "You'd better come out as soon as possible to solve the problems you left behind. My father is retiring at the end of the year. United will leave it to you. No matter what you have done, you will take charge of United Bank."

Zhou Lü Shen didn't listen, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Key."

Zhou Xiangqun stepped back and said, "Where to go."

Through the rain and fog, the two people looked at each other lightly.

Zhou Lu said in a low voice, "Don't worry about it."

Zhou Xiangqun always used to put his back with one hand, "Did Buddha let you go?"

This is not intended to be given.

Zhou Luchen sneered lightly and did not talk to him.

Zhuang Ming also left silently.

Once on the 6:[-] simulcast news, the eldest son was clearly a serious person, but secretly he was a shady person.

Shen Jing came out with a bowl and said, "Here you go, a key. Don't make us beg you."

As soon as her coquettish voice came out, Zhou Lüchen paused, wondering what she had heard.

Zhou Xiangqun's scalp went numb when he heard it, and he immediately quickened his pace, "What kind of place is this?"

Then, the key was thrown into Zhuang Ming's arms.

"Thank you, brother." Shen Jing leaned against the pillar, tilted her head, and smiled happily.

"Thank me, Zhou Luchen."

Zhou Lu smiled dullly.

She felt that Zhou Lüchen went out for something. He got the key and left that day, only to come back after dark.

Shen Jing didn't ask and stayed in the west courtyard to watch Zhuang Ming repair her window.

"If it can't be fixed, don't fix it. I'll sleep in your boss's room tonight."

Zhuang Ming hit the nails with a hammer, "You bully him, he doesn't get enough sleep, and his eyes are red when he wakes up in the morning."

Shen Jing was stunned.

Who bullies whom.

On the eighth day, the temple's locks were finally unlocked.

I haven't finished copying the scriptures.

The sky was gray and the air had a bit of dampness. On such a rainy day, it seemed very peaceful.

Shen Jing is copying scriptures in the Buddhist temple.

Only four copies were copied out of fourteen.

too thick.

Zhou Lüchen leaned from behind her and leaned into her ear, the shadow pressed down, "Are you addicted to copying?"

She was stunned for a moment, then turned back to look up at him, "You can't take one million for nothing."

Zhou Lu found out how much Shen Jing loved spending money, and she was stubborn and would do whatever she promised, no matter whether it was right or wrong.

He took the pen away from her hand and said, "No more copying. Go home."

Shen Jing rubbed her sour wrist and breathed a sigh of relief, "Can you give me that piece of paper?"

Zhou Lüchen listened, his eyes moved slightly, "Which one."

She pointed to the shelf next door, "The one where you write my name."

Zhou Lüchen sneered coldly, briefly and contemptuously, "A piece of paper, what's so rare about it."

Shen Jing swallowed back her words, "The font is beautiful, I want to keep it." She lowered her eyes and stood up in silence.

He has crossed the threshold.

She went back to the room, found her cell phone, and left behind Zhou Lüchen.

Outside.

Mr. Tuesday’s black Bentley car was already parked at the entrance of the temple, and there were several Hongqi cars lined up behind the Bentley.

Shen Jing sat in the passenger seat and looked toward the temple gate as the fleet of luxury cars drove away in an orderly manner.

The abbot and the young novice were standing at the door to see each other off. The golden door was said to be a plaque that an emperor carried when he went to the south of the Yangtze River to visit Nanhuai Temple.She nodded slightly to the abbot.

The abbot dusted the beads and said, "Amitabha."

The young novice also bowed his head slightly and bowed, "Mr. Zhou has not finished copying the scriptures."

As the motorcade moved further and further away, the abbot turned around and entered the temple, "I reluctantly came. He doesn't need anyone's guidance. He always knows what he wants and what he doesn't want."
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Midway, Zhou Lüchen answered the phone and started to turn around, pressing the handbrake with his finger.

It was raining outside. He turned his head to Shen Jing and said calmly, "Follow me?"

Shen Jing put out her phone and said, "Where are you going?"

He scrawled, "Just go."

The black sports car drove towards Xiangshan.

This is Shen Jing’s first time to visit Xiangshan Baiqing Forest.

The road is straight and long, without any traffic. The exclusive road leads to the only villa. There are green grass outside the car window, and there is really a hundred acres of birch forest.

Rich people love health care, layout, and Feng Shui.

The air is good and not noisy.

There are no high-rise buildings and no car exhaust.

This city is not just filled with CBD buildings and luxury homes sold for sky-high prices.

Shen Jing lowered the car window and leaned on the window, "Does this land belong to your family?"

He just um.

The birch forest is lush and green, and the coolness hits your nose.

"There are rumors outside that strangers entering Zhou's house must take a helicopter, otherwise they will not be able to find their way."

Zhou Luchen glanced sideways at her, "Who?"

"No one." Shen Jing glanced at the scenery along the way.

The original intention was to hook up with Zhou Lüchen, and he got it by asking around.

"Why does your grandpa live in Beijing? It's comfortable here. Why doesn't he come back?"

Zhou Luchen slowed down and said, "In the 70s, Shanghai was the most economically developed place. Grandma was only thinking about her career and did not go to Kyoto to accompany him. His old man held a high position there. Thinking about that era, he could never smoke. Come back to see her, we live separately, and if we don't agree with each other, we can divorce peacefully."

Shen Jing listened carefully.

For the first time, I learned about the private affairs of the Zhou family.

"The atmosphere in your family seems to be very good. There is no fighting or fighting between brothers."

Zhou Lüchen seemed to have heard a joke and couldn't even answer. She had this idea after watching some bloody TV series.

The Zhou family has plenty of industry, so why should they fight for the district-wide association?

Even in the eyes of outsiders, Lianxing holds half of the sky's resources.

Whatever Zhou Xiangqun wants, he can give it to him at any time, but he doesn't like doing business.

Zhou Lüchen put his arms on the car window, his palms facing the wind, and joked, "It's not the throne. Whoever doesn't get it will die."

"For a good family background that ordinary people can't get, you can have it without even working hard, regardless of your Zhou family's property," she said.

Zhou Luchen leisurely leaned back in his seat and did not answer.

Shen Jing did not ask for the answer.

When talking to someone who is overly rational, the knowledge and structure he has acquired from his own tutoring are inherently different. He is extremely rational about the benefits brought by family harmony.

Shen Jing thought about it and then said, "Especially your second grandma, although she has an aura of wealth and aloofness, and her eyes are indifferent and emotionless, when she looks at you, she becomes very doting, and she pronounces your little name with tenderness. Rou, the family is very harmonious."

"Why do you say that?" Zhou Lüchen said in a regular tone, "It's just that divorce without feelings is not enmity. It's natural to stay together as a family."

Shen Jing looked at him.

A wealthy family pays more attention to the integration of resource advantages. They really don't stick to things like love. It doesn't mean that they will die without contact after divorce.

"Okay." Shen Jing added, "My thoughts about your Zhou family are still too naive."

Zhou Lüchen changed his hand to hold the steering wheel, and freed up his other hand to clasp the palm of her hand and interlock his fingers, "I know what the Zhou family does. I want you to know what I want you to know. What I don't want you to know, you will never know in this life."

Yes, why would you want to know about the Zhou family if you have nothing to do?

The car finally stopped in front of a large lake. Up the stone steps was the gate of the mansion, which was rumored to have a red roof, high walls, and a six-door mansion.

In the drizzle, several bodyguards were waiting on both sides of the steps holding umbrellas.

Zhou Lüchen unbuckled his seat belt and said, "Wait for me."

Shen Jing took off her shoes and hugged her knees on the seat, "How long will it take?"

Zhou Lüchen stopped pushing the door and closed it again, "Think about it for a few minutes."

Shen Jing bit her lip, "10 minutes."

He narrowed his eyes at her and said with a smile, "Learn to order me, now I'm great."

The plush doll in Shen Jing's hand was thrown into Zhou Lvchen's arms, "If you keep teasing me, I will only give you 9 minutes. If you don't come out, I will drive away by myself."

Zhou Lüchen raised the corner of his mouth and said in a long tone, "Okay." Suddenly, he pinched the tip of her nose with his fingers and said mischievously, "How dare I disobey my sister."

Shen Jing glared at him after coaxing him seriously. He had never heard of this before.

As soon as he got out of the car, he became serious and allowed the Zhou family to hold an umbrella to welcome him in.

He heard a boy younger than him call him, "Uncle, you are finally back."