Zhong Jia was very hurt.
Zhou Yan didn't bother to pay attention to her and left. Zhong Jia suddenly lost the intention to sue Zhou Mingfeng, because she suddenly felt that even Zhou Yan believed in Jiang Jinjin, so what about Zhou Mingfeng? In order to prevent herself from being hurt more, Zhong Jia also decided to pretend that this had never happened. She didn't bother to remind Zhou Mingfeng that the green grassland might be on his head.
When she got back to the car, even though she made up her mind not to be a monster, she was still very angry.
If she is unhappy, others must be even more unhappy.
After much deliberation, she thought of her cousin Zhong Fei. She wants to tell Zhong Fei, look, your son still has you as his own mother in his heart now, he recognizes someone else as his mother!
Zhong Jia didn't bother to care about the time difference, so she directly dialed Zhong Fei's number.
After a long time, Zhong Fei lazily answered the phone, but her tone was extremely disgusting and reprimanded: "Do you have no sense of time? Do you know that it is midnight here?"
Zhong Jia: "..."
She breathed a sigh of relief and said in a strange way: "I'm sorry, sister, I was too impatient. I didn't disturb you to rest, did I? Today I saw A Yan's stepmother dating a very young and handsome boy, so I thought about it." Come here and talk to Ayan and her brother-in-law, guess what, Ayan actually deleted my photo after seeing it, and told me that my aunt is an outsider! Now we are all outsiders, and he will still know us in the future Who?"
"That's it?" Zhong Fei's tone was very cold, "This kind of thing is worth calling to bother me?"
Zhong Jia: "Sister?"
"You are an outsider." Zhong Fei said, "You don't think you are from the Zhou family, do you?"
Zhong Jia: "... No, A Yan's stepmother might have cheated."
"So what? It has something to do with you? And do you want me to smash your mouth so you won't call Zhou Mingfeng brother-in-law again?"
Zhong Fei was angry about getting up, and at this moment, the previous coldness was swept away, and Zhong Jia had difficulty breathing again and again when she said, "Do you know what time it is here? Are you disturbing my sleep because of this kind of thing?"
After a reprimand, a deep man's voice came from the other end, as if to appease Zhong Fei, Zhong Fei cursed "It's really bad luck" and hung up the phone directly.
Zhong Jia listened to the beeping busy tone coming from the other end of the phone.
She was at a loss.
what happened?
Probably due to the attitude of Zhou Yan and Zhong Fei, Zhong Jia began to feel: Is it really not a big deal to be suspected of cheating? So, one or two of them can be so calm? Is there something wrong with her, or something wrong with them
Zhou Yan really didn't believe that Jiang Jinjin would cheat.
There is no reason, just being so confident in her.
As he walked towards the lakeside villa, he dialed Jiang Jinjin's number.
Jiang Jinjin had already said goodbye to edwin. She was on the way back. Seeing Zhou Yan's call, she answered the call without thinking, "What are you doing?"
Zhou Yan was helpless: "I just dismantled a bomb for you."
"What's the meaning?"
"Zhong Jia is here." Zhou Yan walked leisurely towards home with one hand in his trouser pocket. The setting sun elongated his thin figure, and his tone was casual, as if he was asking for credit from Jiang Jinjin, "She caught the picture The photo of you having dinner with Brother Li said that you were dating Brother Li, that you cheated, and it seemed that you wanted to show the photo to my dad, so I deleted it."
Jiang Jinjin: "Why is she so idle?"
She didn't understand what Zhong Jia was thinking. Even if Zhou Mingfeng had a lot of water in his head, it was impossible for him to marry his ex-wife's younger sister after divorcing him, right? Since there is no hope, why bother to look for opportunities to be a monster all day long, or to be such a ridiculous monster.
"Who knows." Zhou Yan said, "Whether I dismantled a bomb for you or not."
Jiang Jinjin laughed, "You don't seem to suspect that I will cheat."
"It's okay. I didn't think about it when I saw that the person in the photo was Brother Li. Brother Li doesn't like you."
Jiang Jinjin: "?"
"But why do you two eat together?" Zhou Yan complained in his tone, "I still eat Sichuan food."
So he was dissatisfied that she didn't ask him to come together
"I just met, and I want to talk to him about opening a store." Jiang Jinjin paused, feeling sad, "He rejected me."
Zhou Yan gloated: "Really, hahaha."
"By the way." He was almost at the door of the house, so he slowed down, "You'd better tell my dad."
"I know. But your aunt is really busy and boring." Jiang Jinjin was also very upset, "What's the matter, who stipulates that married people can't have a meal with the opposite sex these days? Having a meal is cheating , what did she think?"
"Who knows." Zhou Yan said, "It's Aunt Tang, Tang's."
As soon as Jiang Jinjin arrived home, Zhou Mingfeng came back on the back.
There was a low breath all over his body.
Even Jiang Jinjin had never seen this side of him. He has always been gentle and humble, abrupt, obscure and gloomy, Jiang Jinjin and Zhou Yan looked at each other, not knowing what happened. Zhou Mingfeng's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot, which was very frightening. He said in a deep voice, "Ayan, go pack your luggage, the plane at night." He paused, and said with difficulty, "Your uncle passed away. gone."
Zhou Yan was stunned.
Jiang Jinjin was also at a loss.
Zhou Yan's uncle is also Zhou Mingfeng's uncle. Traveling through the book, she has never met Zhou Mingfeng's uncle, but she is not very unfamiliar, because not long ago, Zhou's family received a huge package, including crispy plums, local eggs, local honey and pickled papaya shreds , These are all sent by Zhou Mingfeng's uncle. That shredded papaya is Zhou Yan's favorite. Even though the daily dishes are very rich, he always eats a few mouthfuls when he eats.
As for the two jars of honey, they all went into Jiang Jinjin's stomach.
Therefore, even if she had never met this uncle, at this moment, seeing Zhou Mingfeng and Zhou Yan's sad expressions, she couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
Zhou Yan went upstairs to pack his luggage with red eyes without saying a word.
Facts have proved that a person like Zhou Mingfeng, even in the pain of losing a loved one, is still organized. He sat on the sofa beside him and looked up at her, "I'm leaving soon, I have asked Assistant Liu to book a plane ticket , you need to apply in advance for the private jet to take off, it’s running out of time, don’t mind.”
Jiang Jinjin hummed.
"I don't worry about you being alone at home." Zhou Mingfeng raised his hand, pressed his temple, and said in a low voice, "But if you can't get away from here, it's okay. It's enough for me to go back with Ayan."
Jiang Jinjin looked at him.
In fact, when she heard him say that he was worried about her being at home alone, she wanted to laugh a little.
Why don't you worry, she is not a child.
But before the corners of her mouth were drawn, she looked at the sad aura around him, lowered her eyelids, and said softly: "I can't leave, and I should go see your uncle off."
Zhou Mingfeng looked at her with a look in his steady eyes that she couldn't understand at the moment, and after a while, he responded.
Time was running short, Zhou Mingfeng and Zhou Yan didn't even bother to have dinner, and after their aunt helped pack their luggage, they were ready to leave for the airport. Jiang Jinjin knew that he would be away for a few days, so he went to say hello to Xu Congjian, and told Xu Congjian that if there was something he couldn't handle, he could discuss it with Butler Yang.
All the way without words, parting and reunion are staged at the airport every day.
Zhou Yan and Zhou Mingfeng didn't have a lot of luggage, so they didn't need to check in.
In the waiting hall, Zhou Mingfeng was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows looking at the tarmac outside. The airport was brightly lit, and the lights shone on him, making him feel a little lonely. Many people's sadness is silent. Obviously the airport is a very lively place, but in Jiang Jinjin's eyes, Zhou Mingfeng seemed to be alone.
Zhou Yan went to buy coffee.
Jiang Jinjin hesitated for a long time, finally got up, and walked to Zhou Mingfeng's side step by step.
What she didn't know was that after the curtain fell, the floor-to-ceiling windows were like a mirror. Zhou Mingfeng was originally thinking about something, but suddenly and inadvertently caught a glimpse of her coming towards him, step by step without pausing or hesitating.
Jiang Jinjin has always been good at stirring up the atmosphere, but at this time, she really didn't know what to talk to Zhou Mingfeng about.
The two stood silently for a while, Zhou Mingfeng put his hands on the railing, and his eyes fell casually on the apron, "When I was as old as A Yan, I was not much more sensible than him. I made money by other means." After making some money, I just wanted to go to big cities to find business opportunities, and I didn’t have much thought about studying. At that time, I was too conceited, thinking that studying would only cost money, and it was really useless. Even if I don’t have a degree, I can make my own way Come."
Jiang Jinjin listened without making a sound.
"That was the first time I saw my uncle lose his temper. He said that he would sell everything to pay for me to go to college. When the admission letter arrived, my uncle drank almost half a catty of liquor." Zhou Mingfeng's voice was almost calm Yes, but under this calmness, Jiang Jinjin heard the sadness hidden in the depths, "Actually, I have been wanting to take him over these years, but he is unwilling to leave his hometown, and I am too busy. I haven't seen him a few times in a year."
Jiang Jinjin didn't know how to comfort him.
She really couldn't empathize either.
Because no relative has ever paid so much for her, and she can't feel the grief of the death of a loved one.
She thought for a while, stretched out her hand and patted her shoulder, and said to him with a smile, "I lend you my shoulder."
It turns out that he also has a vulnerable side.
Zhou Mingfeng stared at her with a relaxed expression, "Okay."
But he didn't lean on her shoulder.
After all, the height difference between the two was almost twenty centimeters.
He stretched out his hand, and in Jiang Jinjin's astonished eyes, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and put a belt in his arms. He looked down at her, "I owe you, I'll lean on you when there is no one else."
Jiang Jinjin smiled suddenly: "Is this still owed?"
"Of course." Zhou Mingfeng pointed to Zhou Yan who was sitting quietly not far from the floor-to-ceiling window, "Please understand a father's self-esteem. If he sees me leaning on your shoulders, my majesty may be greater in the future." It’s not a good thing to discount.”
Jiang Jinjin burst out laughing, "Okay."
Zhou Yan bought three cups of coffee and came back. This is what he saw. He found a seat and sat down, looking at the scene not far away—
Men are tall and straight, women are slim and beautiful.
One is in a white shirt and black trousers, the other is in a pearl white ruffled dress, and her long slightly curly hair hangs gently on her shoulders.
He put his hands on her shoulders, and the two leaned on each other, naturally and intimately.
Zhou Yan made a mistake, took out his mobile phone, pretended to read the news, and took a picture of this scene.