Chapter 139

"Brother!" Seeing his best friend's eyes reddened by these words, Ji Tangchun could no longer sit still. "Yingying just likes you. What's her fault? Why do you have to humiliate her like this?"

Ji's mother's expression was also very ugly.

Zhou Yingying was the daughter-in-law she had her eyes on. In order to bring the young couple together, she almost shamelessly made an excuse to arrange this dinner. Unexpectedly, her son didn't even give her the face and, without regard for his dignity, drove Zhou Yingying away in public.

"Yingying." She tried to ease the awkwardness, "Hebai didn't mean that, please don't misunderstand."

But this statement was too far-fetched, and Ji's mother didn't know how to respond, making Zhou Yingying seem like an outsider.

Zhou Yingying felt her face getting hotter and hotter, tears welling up in her eyes. She put down her chopsticks in a hurry, not even having time to eat her meal, and said humbly, "I'm sorry, Brother Hebai, I really didn't expect you to hate me so much. It's all my fault. I will try to avoid you in the future."

Without waiting for Ji's mother and the others to pull her away, she left resolutely.

"Mom." Ji Tangchun stood up, hesitant about whether to chase after her, "Yingying..."

Ji's mother held her forehead helplessly: "Don't chase her for now. How are you going to explain it if you chase her? This happened to your brother. It's useless for us to go. You can go to my room and pick out a few good things to send to him. It will be your apology to Yingying."

"Apologize?" Ji Hebai glanced at Ji's mother for the first time. His usual composure was beginning to falter. "Mom, how long are you going to continue being so willful? Zhou Yingying and I are impossible. How long will it take for you to recognize this reality? No matter how many times I tell you, it's impossible."

Ji Hebai has always been a well-mannered man and rarely loses his composure like this. This time, he really shocked Ji's mother and the others.

"Why are you yelling, kid?" Ji's mother let out a long sigh. "Isn't it because of your lifelong happiness? Don't you think about how old you are? Several of your college classmates have already married and had children, but you are still single. Yingying is a good student and beautiful, and a perfect match for us. Why are you unhappy?"

"Besides, it's the parents' orders and the matchmaker's words. Your father and I met through a blind date, so what's wrong with that? Haven't we been living happily together all these years?"

"That's different." Ji Hebai knew that she was not in good health, and he regretted what he said. He endured it, but still couldn't help but refute, "Dad liked you a long time ago. He has feelings for you, but I don't have feelings for Zhou Yingying."

"A forced melon is not sweet, Mom, you'd better stop worrying about my affairs from now on."

Ji Hebai didn't want to argue with them anymore, so he turned around, picked up the clothes hanging on the back of the chair, took them and left without even looking back, which made Ji's mother very angry.

However, Grandma Ji, who remained calm, smiled meaningfully.

She calmly ate the food on the table: "You, you don't understand your son at all. He's grown up and has his own ideas. The more you push him, the faster he runs away. What's the point?"

"Mom, why are you saying this to me too?" Ji's mother complained. "Didn't you all like Zhou Yingying before? It's only been over a year, and you all changed your minds. I'm the bad guy now."

"You also said it was more than a year." Grandma Ji laughed dumbly, "He Bai didn't like playing with her when he was a child. His favorite was the girl from the Zhong family. Now you insist on forcing Zhou Yingying in. It would be strange if he could accept it."

When Ji's mother heard this, she became angry: "You know who Zhong Qiao is, Mom."

“She was…”

Feeling the low pressure in the air, Ji Tangchun quickly sat down and ate silently, but the food tasted bland. However, she still listened to what happened that year clearly.

In the final analysis, it's nothing more than the marriage certificate being broken.

Ji Tangchun sighed silently, and while the two of them were not noticing him, he chose to slip away.

On the other side, Ji Hebai was wandering around the courtyard absent-mindedly and somehow ended up at Zhong Qiao's house.

It was just different from the past. In the past, the Zhong family was always warm and full of laughter, but this time, there was nothing, it was cold and deserted, the door was locked, and the doors and windows were locked.

It was obvious that this family had moved away.

Ji Hebai stood at the door for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking, before leaving.

After moving to the new house, Zhong Qiao was not used to it at first and still kept the habits from the compound. For example, when she got up at night, she would press the light on the wall, but she felt nothing. Half asleep and half awake, she suddenly realized that she had moved away a long time ago.

At first, I felt a little emotional, but it took me about half a month to gradually get used to it, and I even started to plant some flowers, plants, fruits and vegetables in the backyard.

In his spare time, he would go to the warehouse to keep an eye on the production process and the quality of the samples. In order to increase profits, Zhong Qiao also recruited some female workers who were laid off due to marriage and childbirth. At a glance, there were already more than a dozen people in the small warehouse.

Everyone's movements were as smooth as flowing water, as if they were copying and pasting.

But their faces were filled with smiles and happiness.

Winter has passed, and warm spring has arrived in the blink of an eye.

Wanwan gradually grew from a tiny kid to a one and a half year old baby.

Zhong Qiao wore a brand new outfit and planned to go to the market to buy some new clothes for Wanwan.

I don’t know if it was because of the material, but I always got prickly heat on my child’s back.

Pushing his bicycle, he came to the small shop he often visited. He was greeted by the familiar and enthusiastic Shandong proprietress. She poured tea for Zhong Qiao. By chance, the two had already known each other and would chat about family matters from time to time.

"What about your child? Is it time for him to go to high school?" Zhong Qiao held the tea and took a sip carefully.

The boss's wife smiled and waved her hand. "He's not cut out for study. He just refuses to study. I'm too lazy to bother with him, so I found him a job at a nearby factory. Maybe after experiencing the hardships of society, he'll realize the value of studying."

"When he cries and says he wants to go back to school, I will definitely teach him a lesson."

Zhong Qiao was amused by her words: "How can there be a mother like you in the world, just waiting to see her son make a fool of himself."

The proprietress smiled from ear to ear: "It's time to let this kid know that money is hard to earn, otherwise who knows where he will end up in the future."

After chatting for a while, Zhong Qiao suddenly felt like his trouser legs were being moved and felt hairy.

"Look at you, you're always looking for trouble." The proprietress quickly grabbed the little spotted dog from the corner and said, "My son found this little thing, but he didn't want to raise it because it was too much trouble, so he just gave it to me."

She picked up the little flower dog by the scruff of its neck and brought it in front of Zhong Qiao.

"Look at this little nose and eyes. He looks just like my son. He looks just like a dog."