Chapter 59 Don’t flatter yourself

Cheng Yu scanned the messages on his phone, his slender fingers pressing on them in a leisurely posture.

It was a long time after Chen Yiyang finished speaking before he put down his crossed legs, crossed them on the low stool in front of him, put his hands on his lower abdomen, and chuckled calmly.

The tone was dismissive: "So what."

Zhou Zhou smiled calmly upon hearing this. His mood was not affected by his sharp words. Instead, he became unreasonably well-behaved.

The cell phone rang.

It belongs to Cheng Yu.

It was like a cold wind suddenly breaking through the gloomy air.

Cheng Yu glanced at it slowly, didn't answer, hung up directly, and then turned his phone around casually.

Uncle Chen had called Chen Yiyang away, leaving only the two of them. Zhou Zhou hesitated and wanted to leave, but Cheng Yu stopped him just as he stood up.

"The driver has brought your clothes here, please take them." Cheng Yu said.

When he mentioned it, Zhou Zhou remembered that he had left his wet coat in his car that day.

I did remember it, but we parted on bad terms that day and she didn't want to continue with it.

Zhou Zhou's voice was rather hard: "No need, just throw it away."

"I don't have the habit of throwing things away." Cheng Yu said, "You've returned my coat, and I've also returned yours. You can keep it or throw it away after you get it, it's up to you."

Zhou Zhou maintained a posture of wanting to leave but not being able to, and he felt like he was at loggerheads with Cheng Yu who was lying on his back opposite him.

She sat down again: "Cheng Yu, do you still want to pester me?"

"Zhou Zhou, stop flattering yourself." Cheng Yu scoffed, a dark look in his eyes. "Our relationship ended that night."

Zhou Zhou didn't move: "Okay, then ask the driver to bring it up."

Cheng Yu looked at her quietly, paused for two seconds, and said with a cynical smile: "Are you sure you want my driver to deliver your clothes to the banquet hall in front of so many people?"

His eyes swept around calmly, and his smile became even more intriguing.

The moment Zhou Zhou hesitated, Cheng Yu had already picked up his phone and called the driver.

"Wait a moment." Zhou Zhou stopped him, "I'll go down and get it."

Cheng Yu sneered, mocking her guilty conscience.

As the two of them left the banquet hall one after the other, Zhou Zhou knew that everything was under Cheng Yu's control. He expected that he would eventually choose to go downstairs to get his clothes.

The relationship between the two has deteriorated significantly and it is no longer something that can be resolved simply by parting ways amicably.

Zhou Zhou wasn't afraid of her friends finding out about their brief relationship. Everyone was having fun, so it wouldn't be surprising if something happened between her and Cheng Yu.

She had concealed it at first because she was a little interested in Pei Shuchen at that time and made a rule casually.

Pei Shuchen is no longer interested.

What's more, after going through such a trouble with Cheng Yu, she didn't want to have anything happen with people she would inevitably meet from time to time, even if they were not as difficult to deal with as Cheng Yu.

They didn't take an elevator downstairs.

Zhou Zhou stood in the elevator, watching the elevator door close. Cheng Yu's three-dimensional face disappeared from her sight as the door closed, and what followed was her figure reflected in the mirror.

Zhou Zhou thought that Cheng Yu was trying every possible way to get her out, and it was not as simple as returning her clothes.

He had many opportunities to pay it back, but he chose tonight.

Cheng Yu came down two minutes later than her. He walked in front to lead the way, took the clothes from the driver and handed them to her.

When Zhou Zhou took it away, he felt like he was floating in the clouds, not quite believing it.

Is it that simple?

Zhou Zhou walked to the hotel entrance and glanced back at Cheng Yu's position. He was no longer at the car, with the headlights on, and drove out of the parking lot quickly.

He left.

The peaceful episode passed quickly.

Since that night, their relationship has not taken a sharp turn for the worse, but has unexpectedly returned to where it started.

Just like those two days after the quarrel in the suburban villa, they still talked when they couldn't avoid communicating, but there was less ambiguity and no harsh confrontation.

It is a comfortable state.

A few days before the Chinese New Year, the agent called and said they had found a studio that met their requirements.

Zhou Zhou called Yan Yiqi and decided to go see him that day.

It is a two-story building, covered with colorful and childish paintings. It should be a painting studio for cultivating children's interest.

It's not closed yet, there are just no students.

Many parents came, and the studio staff were busy receiving them, so they let them visit on their own.

"This building was originally a painting studio. I've rented it for several years and it's doing quite well."

The agent introduced, "The boss's family has had some problems, and he plans to leave Beijing. He will move out before the New Year. I have been contacting parents these days to refund the remaining tuition, so I will contact you two as soon as possible."

This is quite sudden, and other agents haven't heard about it yet. Once it becomes available, more people will come. You two also know that this location is very valuable and will be sold at a high price, especially for an independent studio like this. If you like it, let's make a deal today, otherwise it will be really hard to find someone who meets the requirements."

In terms of location, this place is really good.

Across the street are several leading enterprises in Beijing, which are the weather vane of the industry.

There is a large open space outside the studio, which also belongs to the studio. Currently, it is used for parking, but if you want to do something creative, you can use it.

It's a good place to find peace in a busy city.

Zhou Zhou and Yan Yiqi took a look around and decided to rent this place.

The agent contacted the landlord to sign a new contract and asked the landlord to provide the layout of the place. Zhou Zhou wanted to use this time to design the studio.

After getting the contract and layout drawings, a major problem was finally solved.

After the New Year, we will contact the suppliers needed for the construction, and Yan Yiqi will be responsible for all of this.

There was something else to do at the bank, so the two said goodbye at the door.

Zhou Zhou was driving home when he received a call from his father on the way.

Zhou Xianda asked her on the other end of the phone: "Where are you?"

"On the way back."

"Dad was just chatting with a friend and happened to talk about you," Zhou Xianda said. "I didn't have time to say hello at the last Huiqi Bank banquet, so I came over to have dinner with you today."

Zhou Zhou nodded.

Zhou Xianda sent her the address.

After opening the navigation, she saw that the restaurant was not far from Yueda Group, as she had just returned from there.

She turned the car around.

When I arrived at the box according to the address above, there was only Zhou Xianda and a middle-aged couple.

They didn't sit at the dining table, but drank tea on the soft couch next to it.

"Are you here?" Zhou Xianda saw her and waved with a smile, "Your mother is still on the way, come and sit first."

Zhou Zhou greeted them: "Hello, uncle and aunt."

The man before him was unsmiling, his brows etched with a hint of intimidation. He nodded slightly at the words. The woman beside him was gentle and dignified. Time seemed to have left few marks on her face, and she looked very young.

She was very kind, and a smile spread across her face as she looked at her: "You are Zhou Zhou, right?"

She pulled her and said, "I always heard your parents talk about you. I never had the chance to see you in the United States, but today I finally see you."

"Yes, aunt." Zhou Zhou lowered his eyebrows and smiled pleasantly.

She looked at the woman's face and felt that her narrow eyes looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen them.

The elders were talking about business and the current situation. Zhou Zhou couldn't get a word in and just listened obediently.

When Lin Yue arrived, they stopped talking.

The middle-aged man glanced at his watch, his face slightly unhappy: "Why hasn't this brat arrived yet? Why did he make me wait for him here?"

"You called me so suddenly, and I don't have any Hot Wheels. Even the Lord would have to wait for me." A relaxed voice came from outside the house, and a figure walked in leisurely with lazy steps, an unruly smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Zhou's eyes froze.

It was Cheng Yu who arrived late.