time-limited addiction

The temple has been restored to its original state.

The little white Mercedes-Benz could no longer catch up with the Hongqi car.

Shen Jing drove the car, and the co-pilot was the black card given by the man, and the tie pin that fell from the man's body.

Chase all the way to the West District.

Hongqi never found her car, let alone Shen Jing driving the small Mercedes-Benz.

Watching the red flag roll into the compound.

The guard at the sentry post only released the red flag and stopped Shen Jing's car. He didn't even come down to ask questions. He stood upright and continued to perform his duty.

It was like there was an invisible distance separating her, and she didn't belong to the world of Mr. Tuesday.

Row.

She really couldn't get into a place like this, let alone her car.

I turned the steering wheel lightly with my hand. I really didn't understand how a card and a tie pin could get me here.

Aimlessly, Shen Jing returned to the temple in confusion, went to the front yard to burn incense, donated the incense money, bid farewell to the abbot and went down the mountain.

The abbot felt really sorry for opening the door without permission last night and personally escorted Shen Jing down the steps, "You didn't disturb the donor's rest last night."

She shook her head, "No."

"Does Mr. Zhou often go to the Heavenly King's Hall to burn incense?" she asked.

The abbot nodded, "Well, I've been burned once. Now that I've arrived, I'll pay my respects."

Shen Jing: "It's rare for someone like him to burn incense and worship Buddha."

Perhaps, his temperament has really changed, but the only thing that hasn't changed is his attitude towards feelings.

For example, it doesn't matter whether I meet her again or not.

Sun Qiyan helped her carry her things and walked beside her. She had a knee injury and needed to meditate every day. She came down early and there was a doctor so she could recuperate easily.

"Miss him?"

Shen Jing breathed out, "No, I don't want to take his things."

"Why didn't you call to wake me up?" Shen Jing asked again.

Sun Qiyan did have this idea at the time, but why did he want to fight? If Zhou Lüchen knew that he had found out, he, Zhou Lüchen, might intensify his efforts.

Men still understand men.

"Please eat meat and keep your word." Sun Qiyan said.
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West District Courtyard.

Behind a very old screen with the character "福" upside down.

Zhou Lüchen handed the scriptures he copied to the old lady.

The second wife of the Zhou family is still lying on the rocking chair and warming herself over the charcoal fire. When winter comes, she loves the fun of the creaking fire.The old lady put on her reading glasses and looked at the pages of carefully copied scriptures with a kind smile.

The old lady said earnestly, "Brother Shen, I'm not telling you, just copy it casually. My hands are tired. You kid, my second wife is not used to copying so seriously."

Zhou Lüchen sat down on the nearby old chair carved from sandalwood and dusted the string of Buddhist beads on the desk.

After a moment, he looked at the old lady and said, "You clearly dislike Wen Xin the most. Why did you agree to the marriage with grandma and make the marriage a fuss?"

The old lady smiled when she heard this.

"So what, I just promised because I don't like the embarrassment between the two families. Will you marry me if I promise you? You won't, so it has nothing to do with my promise. Do you need to think about this question? It sounds like I will marry you if I promise you." Marry, I know you too well, okay?"

"Brother Shen must be able to flip the table. If you don't like it, you can even flip the old man's face, let alone the grandma's face."

This guy is a genius.

It can even be said that the people in the Zhou family tree are all human beings.

One does not fall.

It's not a despicable scheming trick, it's just a wait-and-see approach and just likes to watch others act.

Zhou Xiangqun, who was reading the newspaper on the side, laughed and said, "Don't push the second child, you can't push this kid."

"Bad thing." Zhou Lüchen glanced at the elder brother, "Old fox."

The old lady said, "I promise you, grandma, because I don't want the relationship between the two families to be deadlocked because of Wei Wenxin. I believe in Brother Shen from the beginning to the end. He can make his own decisions."

The descendants who feel pain in their palms know his temper all too well.

He'll do the work, get into trouble, and she'll clean it up.

Zhou Xiangqun added fuel to the fire and chuckled, "Our second grandmother just dotes on the second child and thinks of everything for him."

"I'm telling you this, don't I pamper you? You yourself dote on Brother Shen." The old lady smiled, "Who tricked him into going to the temple in the suburbs to copy scriptures? I won't say anything when he meets that girl from the Shen family. , is it you, Aqun?"

Zhou Xiangqun didn't dare to take the credit, "My second grandma is my favorite. I just think that temple is more spiritual."

Hearing this, Zhou Lüchen glanced at the old fox calmly, his eyes swishing coldly, "You are so perverted."

Zhou Xiangqun hummed, but did not refute.

The charcoal is burning brightly, and the ancestors get along harmoniously.

The second wife sorted out the scriptures and put them all in the drawer. She told Zhou Xiangqun, "Anyone who wants to destroy your relationship as brothers will be stopped. Take care of the matter and find something to cover it up. Let's, Just wipe Brother Shen’s butt.”

Zhou Xiangqun nodded.

Zhou Luchen put down the prayer beads in his hand and said, "That's not necessary. I'll deal with the trouble I caused myself."

"But you really hate Wen Xin." Zhou Xiangqun said.

The second wife took off her glasses and said, "Skeleton Demon, it's a good thing that Brother Shen didn't quarrel with you at that time."