Night Rose

Zhou Zheng shrugged, and the camera panned down to show her his upper body. He had a narrow waist, and the suit jacket he wore accentuated his waistline.

Su Jin secretly took a screenshot, then asked in a serious tone, "Where are the pants? Let me see if they fit."

"I'll look at it when you get back." Zhou Zheng stingily put the camera away and took pictures of the surrounding environment.

Su Jin looked at the place and saw that it seemed to be a residential area, not a park. "Then why are you dressed so nicely?"

"We're going to eat. This family is quite wealthy, so I have to dress nicely so as not to embarrass myself," Zhou Zheng said.

"Whose family? Relatives or friends?" Su Jin asked.

Zhou Zheng thought for a moment, "I guess so, but it won't be like that anymore. You won't have to meet with such troublesome people anymore. They're too particular and annoying."

"Such an annoying relative, let's just avoid contact. You look great in a suit, but you seem more comfortable in short sleeves." Su Jin leaned back on the sofa, resting her chin on her hand and smiling.

Zhou Zheng really wanted to change into his own short-sleeved shirt. He had thrown the paper bag to Wu Ting earlier, and Wu Ting had thrown his clothes onto the Bentley.

I ran out the door too fast and didn't even notice if the Bentley was still at the door.

"Baby, I have something to do. I'll call you when I get home."

"All right."

Zhou Zheng stared intently at Su Jin on the screen, nodding as she looked at her shirt collar.

Zhou Zheng deliberately tugged at his tie, and sure enough, he saw Su Jin's eyes flicker. He asked in a low voice, "Does a suit really not look as good as a short-sleeved shirt?"

Su Jin smiled subtly, did not answer, and hung up the phone.

Zhou Zheng sat by the roadside and made a phone call to Wu Ting. The phone rang for only a few seconds before it went off.

"Young Master, what's the matter?" Wu Ting's tone sounded calm, probably unaware of the trouble Zhou Zheng had caused.

"I'm leaving, where are my clothes?"

"You were in Uncle Song's car. He wasn't waiting for you at the door?"

Zhou Zheng showed no fear, "I forgot, I originally intended to walk out by myself, I didn't plan to have him escort me."

"The villa is 2.6 kilometers from the community exit. Are you sure you want to walk out?"

"What's wrong with taking a walk? It's good for your health."

"Okay, wait for him at the entrance of the residential area. I'll have him bring it out right away."

Wu Ting is a very efficient person. Zhou Zheng had only walked less than 500 meters when the Bentley caught up with him and beeped twice.

Uncle Song handed him the paper bag through the car window. "Young Master, shall I give you a ride? It'll be hard to get a taxi if you go out."

Zhou Zheng didn't hesitate between paying for a car and getting a free one; he opened the passenger door and sat down.

Uncle Song hesitated, as if to say, "You're the boss, you should sit in the back."

But then again, you're the boss, you can sit wherever you want.

"Don't leave me in the residential area, just leave me in the park next door," Zhou Zheng said.

Uncle Song drove the car to a corner of the park and dropped him off. There were few people around, so no one saw that he had arrived in a Bentley.

Zhou Zheng changed his clothes in the public restroom, rolled them up, and stuffed them into a paper bag.

He carried the paper bag home, took several deep breaths downstairs before composing himself and going upstairs.

Grandpa was sitting on the balcony tending to his flowers and plants. Hearing the door open, he asked without turning around, "Where have you been playing again?"

"I went shopping." Zhou Zheng turned the logo on the paper bag so that his grandfather couldn't see which brand of clothes it was.

"Oh, having a girlfriend makes a difference, you even go shopping now. Good for you, buy some new clothes, Grandpa will give you more pocket money. Now that you have a girlfriend, don't be stingy, treat Xiao Su well," Grandpa said with a smile.

Zhou Zheng casually agreed and threw the clothes into the washing machine to wash them together.

The care label I found said not to machine wash, but he didn't care about any rules and washed it all in one go.

He squatted on the balcony, helping his grandfather water the plants.

Up close, my grandfather immediately noticed a drop of blood on the exposed part of his neck.

Grandpa frowned and reached out to touch Zhou Zheng's neck, but before he could touch it, Zhou Zheng reacted strongly and dodged away.

"You silly child, would your grandpa hit you? What happened to your neck? Is it blood or something?" Grandpa asked.

Zhou Zheng picked up a small mirror from the table next to him and looked at his neck.

It was indeed a drop of blood, but it wasn't his.

It was probably when he hit Zhou Chengzhuo that the blood from his head splattered onto him.

"I had a nosebleed and accidentally wiped it here." Zhou Zheng wet his finger, wiped the mark off haphazardly with a few strokes.

He thought Zhou Ruian would definitely cause him trouble and would send his secretary Wu Ting to use some new methods to make him apologize to Zhou Chengzhuo or torment him.

For several days in a row, Zhou Ruian and Wu Ting made no move, and no police came to his door.

Zhou Zheng discerned something from this eerie calm. Zhou Ruian was now disregarding family ties for the sake of his business inheritance. In any case, Zhou Chengzhuo had ruined him. Making things difficult for Zhou Zheng over such a "trivial matter" and letting his eldest son continue to oppose him was clearly not worthwhile in his calculations.

Zhou Zheng instructed Tu Ying not to contact those who came to him to discuss cooperation anymore. Tu Ying had finally managed to have a few days of peace and quiet, but then she urged Su Jin to come back.

He missed Su Jin, but Su Jin told him that he needed to stay at home for a week to spend time with his family, so he didn't want to urge her.

Zhou Zheng didn't send a message to Su Jin until the last day of the agreement arrived.

Zhou: What time is your train ticket?

Su: To be determined. I need to tell my mom something very important right now, so please don't bother me.

week:?

Su Jin guiltily put away her phone. Her mother helped her pack her suitcase, and the more she packed, the more reluctant she became to part with her daughter.

"Susu, how often do you come back to see your mother? You've only come back once a year for the past few years, and you only stay for ten days each time. This time it'll be even shorter."

"Starting this year, I will definitely come back more often."

Su Jin hugged her mother and pulled her to sit on the bed, avoiding her grandmother, and whispered, "Mom, I have something to tell you."

"What's wrong?" Mom asked, puzzled.

Since Su Jin returned, her grandmother and mother have been spoiling her and indulging her to the point that she has no choice but to keep quiet about important matters to them.

Now that I'm leaving, I need to tell my mom the truth.

"Mom, I've resigned and returned to China."

Mom let out a soft "Ah," her voice rising and falling in intonation.

She was both surprised and delighted.

When Su Jin insisted on going abroad, her grandmother was heartbroken for a long time. Now that she wants to come back and develop her career, her mother and grandmother are happier than anyone else.

but……

"Susu, what about Xiao Lu? Is he going back to China?" her mother asked, her eyes filled with hope.

If they go back to China together, it means good things are just around the corner! After dating for so long, it's time to get married.