Zhou Hengfeng looked at the transfer record of 200,000 yuan on Zhou Wei's mobile phone and was so angry that his eyelids fluttered and he almost died like Grandpa Zhou.
Zhou's father and mother are usually people without their own opinions, and you can't expect them to be of any use at critical moments.
The pillar of the family, Mr. Zhou, was still in a coma. The servants helped carry him to the sofa and pinched his Ren Zhong point, but he still hadn't woken up...
Seeing that the house was in a mess, Zhou Hengfeng had no one to rely on. He could only suppress the anger in his chest and quickly check the background of the girl who was around the city.
You don’t know until you check, and you’ll be shocked when you do.
The girl that Zhou Wei hired to cause trouble for him turned out to be related to someone he knew.
He frowned and pinched the bridge of his nose with his hand. He didn't care about anything else. He picked up the coat on the sofa in a hurry and said to Zhou's father and mother in a hurry: "I'm going out for a while. You wait for me at home and take good care of Dad. Call me when he wakes up."
Zhou's mother had been frightened by the police taking Zhou Wei away, and she was at a loss as to what to do. Upon hearing this, she looked up at him in panic, "Hengfeng, where are you going? Xiaowei..."
"I know." Although Zhou Hengfeng was so angry about what Zhou Wei did that he wanted to break off relations with her, Zhou Wei was still a member of their Zhou family and the most promising one among the younger generation. He couldn't just ignore it. But when he thought of what Zhou Wei had done, his face turned pale and dark. He didn't look good to Zhou's mother and said, "I'm leaving just for her."
"Xiao Wei..." Father Zhou put a hot towel on Grandpa Zhou's forehead, and took some time to walk over, looking at him with an anxious and ashamed expression.
His brother and sister-in-law looked at him straight in the eyes, as if they regarded him as the only life-saving straw in the family. Zhou Hengfeng exhaled the turbid air that was pressing on his chest, and his expression eased a little: "I don't know yet. I have to go to the Jiang family to ask Mr. Jiang first."
The policeman who came to take Zhou Wei away told them very clearly before leaving that the final outcome of Zhou Wei's case depended on the attitude of that girl!
He just found out during the investigation that the girl was actually the granddaughter that Mr. Jiang had been looking for. A year ago, Mr. Jiang made a special trip to Raocheng and transferred her to Raocheng No. 1 Middle School.
As for why he didn't let the girl return to her ancestral home, he didn't know the reason. But for Zhou Wei, he had no choice but to go to the Jiang family!
"Just wait for my news at home. I'll tell you when there is one." Zhou Hengfeng didn't dare to waste time. After he finished speaking, he put his coat on his arm, picked up the car keys, and hurried out.
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Jiang family.
The family had just finished lunch when the servant brought a pot of brewed Biluochun tea. Each person took a cup and was poured a cup of tea.
Jiang Zongnan was chatting with Old Man Jiang, talking about the big and small things that had happened in Beijing recently.
Old Master Jiang drooped his eyelids, held a blue and white porcelain teacup in both hands, leaned back relaxedly on the wheelchair, and listened incoherently.
His thin face bears traces of time, and he has a strong scholarly temperament. Even though he is old, one can still see the aura of his youth.
What a character!
Jiang Xianrou and Tang Wanru, mother and daughter, each had a cup of tea in front of them. Tang Wanru was fine, she was patient and would take a sip from time to time with an elegant posture, a typical demeanor of a pampered Beijing lady.
(End of this chapter)