Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 57 You won't be angry after hearing that, will you?

The short man hurried away in the van with the tire changed.

In order to express his gratitude, Zhong Yin expressly said that there is no money to change the tires this time, but the short man insisted on giving the money and left his contact information, saying: "Those idiots... those guys might come again, You can call me when the time comes, and I will deal with them."

When he said this, his expression was quite complicated, and there was a faint look of nostalgia in his eyes, and he almost said that I came from here, probably because he remembered those years when he used to collect debts for others.

It wasn't out of kindness that he helped Zhong Yin, but simply to thank Han Zhou for his unspoken kindness last night, and those shaggy-haired guys looked like nothing, so it's okay to provoke them.

Han Zhou had a thick skin. Although he didn't make much effort just now, he followed suit and gave Zhong Yin his contact information. He said seriously, "You can also call me, and I'll fix them."

Zhong Yin returned to his indifferent look at this moment, while taking off his gloves, he repeated: "Repair?"

I'm just translating what the guy said...

Han Zhou complained in his heart, but his face was full of righteous words: "They left the car here, which means that they have an excuse to come again, and they might pester you at that time."

Zhong Yin was expressionless: "So you think in order to avoid their entanglement, I should let you pester me and Xiaoling?"

"Please don't look at me with colored glasses, I don't want to pester you."

"So you want to pester Xiaoling?"

You are so accurate...

Han Zhou said seriously, "I didn't mean that, I mean, I didn't do this to pester you."

"Then what are you doing?"

Zhong Yin wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, "You just heard the name Chen Zixiao, right? He was someone I knew before. At that time, he approached me under the banner of helping me solve my troubles. I also once Think he's a friend you can trust, but it turns out you've seen it too."

There was no expression on her face, but a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

After a moment of hesitation, she handed another towel on the hook to Han Zhou.

Han Zhou was a little surprised. He thought that emergencies are still useful. After thinking about it, he asked curiously, "So is he your boyfriend?"

Zhong Yin gave him a cold look: "No, what do you want to do?"

"Just ask casually."

Han Zhou wiped his sweat with a towel. He thought this woman was hurt by love before, but now it seems that she is not, and he didn't intend to answer the other party's previous question, so he asked, "So are you still planning to repair this motorcycle?" ?”

He looked at the old motorcycle parked in the garage.

"Of course it needs to be repaired, so they have no legitimate reason to find trouble, but don't worry, let's go in first, remember, don't tell Xiaoling what happened just now."

"Yeah." Han Zhou agreed.

"Also, there is no one around now, you can still give me that punch back, and you can't go back on your word after entering the house."

"Can you stop thinking about this?"

"..."

When the two returned to the house, Mo Yixia and Zhong Ling were watching a video on their mobile phone.

The mobile phone used is of course Zhong Ling's broken screen mobile phone. Jiang Baiqian is very strict. Mo Yixia's mobile phone cannot be used casually, and her mobile phone is very expensive. Now it is not convenient for a poor sister to take it out, otherwise she will Collapse.

From the appearance of the two, they seem to get along pretty well. Now Zhong Ling is very self-aware, and knows that others can hardly hear what he says, so he chooses to use this non-speaking way to communicate.

But the feeling of this is undoubtedly quite strange, perhaps because she is a little nervous, she is clearly the owner of this room, but she seems a little reserved.

Seeing Han Zhou and the two enter the room, Mo Yixia smiled sweetly: "You are back, we are preparing to play chess."

She looked Han Zhou up and down unabashedly, as if examining a criminal suspect. The latter's face darkened, and she always felt that the guy's eyes were malicious, as if wondering if he had been beaten by Zhong Yin Dayton, looking for wounds.

"What kind of chess are you going to play?"

Zhong Yin took over the conversation gently. This woman has never concealed her double standards from the beginning. She is gentle and peaceful when facing Mo Yixia, but extremely cold when facing Han Zhou, even though the latter just helped her once. The tone of speech still seemed very blunt.

Han Zhou observed Zhong Ling's lips, pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly replied, "Don't talk about it, let me guess...chess! It must be chess, right?"

He saw Zhong Ling's lips move, and the shape of his mouth should be the word "chess", and he was quite confident in his conclusion.

Mo Yixia smiled: "My brother is really working hard. The chess box is clearly in my hand, but my brother doesn't even look at it. He insists on abandoning his eyes for the sake of training his intelligence, and relying on guessing instead."

She was indeed holding a chess box in her hand, and while talking, she took out the chess pieces from the box and placed them on the board one by one.

There are many kinds of chess in Zhong Ling's family, which should be the entertainment method that the sisters usually use to pass the time.

Han Zhou was a little embarrassed when he heard the words. He had been looking at Zhong Ling's lips as soon as he entered the door, but he didn't even notice this. It was a bit embarrassing.

However, he has a strong psychological quality, pretending not to understand the meaning of the words, and asked without blushing, "When will you know how to play chess again?"

He wasn't skeptical, he just found it new.

It is true that there are not many opportunities for Mo Yixia to show himself on weekdays, except for learning. If you exclude the slightly abstract agent skills, one of the more normal skills Han Zhou knows about the opponent is cooking.

She has always been incomplete, restrained by her mother, and hidden by herself, and even the exposed part does not know whether it is real or not.

At this time, Mo Yixia seemed to have fully entered the drama, and when she heard the words, she gave him a blank look, and said angrily: "Brother, I know a lot of things, why don't you know me at all?"

Han Zhou's scalp was numb, why do you think this is a bit like acting like a baby, are you really Mo Yixia?
Zhong Ling pursed her lips and smiled slightly, thinking that the brother and sister were very amusing.

The two girls quickly played chess on the chessboard. They were both fair-skinned girls with long hair fluttering under the blowing of the electric fan. They looked very eye-catching.

Han Zhou leaned over, intending to see how well the two played chess.

He thinks he is very good at chess, and Mo Yixia has been hurting him, so he must seize the opportunity to give this guy some color.

Zhong Yin also stood by and watched for a while. The three girls had long hair fluttering, and the fragrance from their bodies kept getting into Han Zhou's nose. It's a pity that the short man didn't see this scene, otherwise he would never have said "It's not easy for you." "This kind of words.

Han Zhou's attention was all focused on the chessboard at the moment. The two girls were obviously not beginners, and they played chess back and forth. However, Mo Yixia's level seemed to be slightly inferior, and it didn't take long for him to lose to Zhong Ling. Was checked to death by the opponent.

After playing a few more games, Mo Yixia never won a single game, and almost every time she made a mistake, but Zhong Ling was very serious in her work, and she didn't have any intention of letting go. Continuing, aggressive, Mo Yixia quickly achieved a five-game losing streak.

This point of Zhong Ling is very similar to Guzheng, but the latter doesn't care about the so-called so-called sophistication of the world at all, while she is more like being immersed in the chess game, thus forgetting the so-called sophistication of the world.

Seeing that Mo Yixia was checkmate again, Han Zhou was about to laugh at him, when he suddenly raised his head and complained, "Brother, Sister Ling is so powerful, I can't beat her, please help me avenge my revenge!"

Han Zhou was taken aback for a moment, then he came to his senses and almost burst into tears—sister, is this also part of your plan?

He almost forgot, just like Mo Yixia deliberately pretended to be bad at mathematics and physics, maybe she also deliberately pretended that she couldn't beat Zhong Ling just now, in order to let "brother" make a move, and take advantage of the opportunity of playing chess with Zhong Ling have contact.

It's so sweet.

But this guy can actually achieve this level, isn't it a bit too exaggerated?
No, there must be something tricky...

Han Zhou was a little suspicious, so he took Mo Yixia's place and sat across from Zhong Ling, but Zhong Ling didn't say anything about it, just set up the chess pieces and took a look at him before starting to play.

The only person who might complain is not here at the moment - Zhong Yin doesn't know where to go to work.

Han Zhou cheered up and started to play chess with Zhong Ling silently.

In fact, from the current point of view, although Zhong Yin's attitude is still tough, the plan to contact Zhong Ling is still progressing steadily, and Mo Yixia can be said to have contributed a lot.

Thinking of the other party's usual personality, Han Zhou was a little moved. Although this guy has been pissing him off all the time today, everything he did was helping him. As long as he didn't make any kind of exchange in the end, he would definitely be good afterwards Praise this guy.

"elder brother."

It seemed that he heard Han Zhou's heartfelt voice, and the next second, Mo Yixia, who was standing by and watching the battle, suddenly spoke.

"I suddenly remembered that there is something I haven't told you. You won't be angry if you hear it?"

The corner of Han Zhou's mouth twitched, and he suddenly shrank his hands, feeling that these chess pieces were a bit hot.

(End of this chapter)