This stepmother is a bit crazy

After a moment of silence, he added, "Mr. Jiang is here alone today because Director Huang is on a business trip and Vice President Zong's wife is about to give birth."

"Well, I know, it's hard for her too."

Seeing Zhou Zekai say this, Xiao Deng felt relieved.

"Yes. Is it not hard for Mr. Jiang, a girl, to deal with a group of old foxes? But the company is so big, these social interactions are unavoidable. Fortunately, Mr. Jiang can drink well."

Zhou Zekai looked at the glass of lemonade he placed next to his seat.

The mood is just like this lemonade, sour and sour.

Are you okay with drinking? Once, just half a bowl of rice wine would make her dizzy.

It's almost eleven o'clock.

The club door opened, and two uniformed waiters stood on both sides of the door.

Inside, people came out one after another.

Zhou Zekai walked over slowly and waited quietly in an inconspicuous place.

He looked at the drunken people walking past him, smelling of alcohol, with a heavy layer of worry covering their stern faces.

For a moment.

A dark red figure appeared swaying at the door.

He didn't need to look closely to know that she was his Xiaoran.

She was wearing a dark red skirt, exposing her white shoulders. She was extremely beautiful and came out chatting and laughing with a handsome man in a suit and leather shoes.

When he walked to the door, Jiang Linran waved to the man, as if saying goodbye to him.

Suddenly a waitress came out holding a large bouquet of bright red roses and handed the roses to the man.

The man handed the rose to Jiang Linran.

Zhou Zekai took a step forward on his toes and then took them back.

Turn around and quietly return to the car.

Seeing him coming alone, Xiao Deng stretched his neck and looked back.

"Where's Mr. Jiang?"

"Come here."

Zhou Zekai squinted in the direction of the door.

Xiao Deng heard this and drove the car to the door.

If he hadn't thought Zhou Zekai was picking her up just now, he would have driven the car over.

Jiang Linran saw Xiao Deng driving the car over.

"Mr. Lin, thank you for the flowers. Again, I don't want to fall in love for the time being."

"You don't want to talk, but it doesn't stop me from chasing you. Bye, see you Xiaoran tomorrow."

Lin Jiahua is a gentleman.

Jiang Linran shook his head helplessly, hugged the flowers, lowered his gaze, carefully looked at the steps under his feet, and walked down step by step.

Xiao Deng opened the rear door.

Jiang Linran stooped to get in, and suddenly straightened up in shock, almost hitting the roof of the car.

"you·····"

"I am back."

Zhou Zekai stretched out his hand and pulled her in.

Lin Jiarong, who was standing on the steps watching Jiang Linran, felt something was wrong and was about to take a closer look.

Xiao Deng had already closed the car door, walked to the driver's seat, and drove away.

man?

In a trance, he seemed to see Lin Jiarong, a man sitting next to Jiang Linran, running down the steps and followed him for two steps.

After confirming that there was indeed a man sitting in the car, he tugged on his tie in annoyance, if he had known that he would have walked her into the car in person just now.

Zhou Zekai looked at the unsightly rose in her hand.

"Did that person give it to you just now?"

Jiang Linran, who couldn't tell the emotion from him, felt inexplicably uncomfortable and nodded lightly.

I felt like I was being caught by him.

Although as far as their current relationship is concerned, it has nothing to do with who gives it to him.

Place the bouquet on the empty space beside you.

Zhou Zekai stared at it twice, and it became more and more annoying. He raised his hand to pick up the bouquet, opened the car window, raised his wrist, and threw it out.

"It smells too good. I have rhinitis recently."

He said calmly.

Jiang Linran's eyes widened, and he was really convinced that he could lie so seriously. Suddenly I saw the eye-catching scar on his right cheek, and my heart sank. I wanted to bite his words, but I couldn't bear to swallow them back.

"If you like it, I'll buy you another bunch tomorrow."

Zhou Zekai smelled the faint smell of alcohol on her body and said softly.

Jiang Linran ignored him.

He turned his body slightly and looked out the window.

Looking at her exposed shoulders, and then at Xiao Deng who was driving in front, Zhou Zekai's eyes darkened, and he took off his coat: "I want to get some wind, so I'll put this on for you. It'll be cold at night."

"Need not."

The nights in the south in early autumn are still sultry, so people wear coats there, probably not to cover up prickly heat.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Zekai had already put the clothes on her shoulders. After putting them on, he carefully pulled the front for her, covering her entire shoulders tightly.

Jiang Linran frowned and wanted to take it off.

Looking at Xiao Deng in front of him, he finally endured it.

I don't want to argue with Zhou Zekai in front of Xiao Deng.

Zhou Zekai's eyes were full of adoration, and he saw her every move, frown, and displeasure, and his heart was overflowing with happiness.

To the villa.

Zhou Zekai got off the car with his luggage.

Jiang Linran opened the door and went in.

Go to the shoe cabinet and give him a pair of men's slippers.

Take off your high heels and put on your slippers.

"When did you come back?

Zhou Zekai hugged her, rested his chin on her shoulder, and whispered in her ear:

"Give me a hug."

Jiang Linran raised his hands and froze.

"Xiaoran, I really miss you."

Smelling his breath, listening to his heartbeat, and feeling his temperature, Jiang Linran's somewhat stiff body gradually relaxed.

Suddenly, just when Jiang Linran was thinking about what to say.

Zhou Zekai let go of Jiang Linran and stared at her.

"Xiao Ran, look at me."

"Ok?"

Jiang Linran, who was puzzled by what he suddenly said, suddenly remembered a popular earthy love saying in the past.

"Do you think my eyes are bright today?" "Because you are in my eyes."

Did he also want to say that?

Just when she was distracted, Zhou Zekai picked up her hand and put it on the scar on his face.

And seriously: "Look, I don't look like her now."

Jiang Linran was surprised. He didn't expect that this was what he wanted to say.

Subconsciously I wanted to pull my hand back.

Zhou Zekai covered her hand with his backhand.

"Little dye."

His gentle voice was like a warm breeze blowing in the huge living room.

In this situation, Jiang Linran's mind seemed to have stopped and he couldn't think.

He didn't know what to say to Zhou Zekai, nor how to face him. His mood was very complicated, so he turned away uncomfortably and chose to escape.

Zhou Zekai raised his other hand, gently pinched her chin, and turned her away face.

Jiang Linran, who was forced to raise his head, looked into Zhou Zekai's deep eyes and looked at the sparkle in his eyes. His mouth suddenly felt dry. After pursing his lips, he stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lower lip.

Her unconscious behavior fell into Zhou Zekai's eyes, like brilliant fireworks, exploding in his head with a loud roar.

The sky is filled with colorful flowers.

"Xiaoran, Xiaoran..."

He called her repeatedly, calming his rough breathing and rapidly beating heart.

Jiang Lin's lips were red and swollen, his eyes were twitchy, and his cheeks were red.

"I, I," he stuttered with a blank mind, pushed Zhou Zekai away, picked up the skirt, and walked upstairs.

Zhou Zekai looked at her hastily escaping back, the corners of his lips raised.