Chapter 70 Do you want a brother or a sister?

In the room on the second floor, sunlight shines on the wooden floor, and there is a small nest on the bed where Ming Zhao lies.

Zhou Tingyun received news from home.

It was Mr. Zhou who said that he already knew the details of the car accident that year and asked him to go back immediately.

The man's expression faded, and the shadows cast by his eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes.

He gave his secretary a few instructions in an orderly manner during the call, his tone still as calm as a lake without causing any ripples.

He went downstairs, found Ming Zhao, and explained the situation to her with an apology in his eyes.

"Sorry, Zhao Zhao, there's something urgent at the company that I need to go back to take care of. I'm afraid I can't accompany you."

Zhou Tingyun knew that he had broken his promise and had already made plans to appease her and prepare for his sister's temper.

However, surprisingly, Ming Zhao just nodded obediently without showing any sign of anger.

He frowned, a strange feeling inexplicably rising in his heart.

Gently lifting her face, he lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips.

"Baby, aren't you angry?"

"Why should I be angry?" Hearing him say this, Ming Zhao puffed up his face and looked dissatisfied.

"Am I such an easily angered person in your eyes?"

He smiled and was about to say something when footsteps were heard on the stairwell.

The two of them separated slightly, keeping a proper distance.

"I'll pick you up as soon as I'm done with my work, okay?" Zhou Tingyun asked.

Ming Zhao was about to nod, but suddenly thought of something and immediately changed his words.

"It's okay, brother. I can go back by myself."

Even on the plane, Zhou Tingyun was still thinking carefully about Ming Zhao's words and rubbed his temples with his hand.

Her attitude is really strange.

Zhou Tingyun didn't think she was easily angered. It was he who broke his promise first, so it was normal for her to be unhappy.

Why do you think that?

After landing in North City, the car stopped at an old house.

He went upstairs and into the study.

I saw that Mr. Zhou had a cold expression, as if covered with a layer of frost.

A document was thrown in front of him with a dull sound.

Zhou Tingyun opened it calmly and read it word by word.

During this process, his expression did not change at all, as if the content of the document could not cause any waves in his heart.

"Did you know this a long time ago?" Old Zhou stared at him, his voice filled with suppressed anger.

Zhou Tingyun's tone was flat. Instead of answering, he asked, "Who gave you the file?"

There was a hint of calmness and composure in his eyes.

"Don't worry about this," Mr. Zhou asked in a deep voice with a sharp gaze.

"You just need to tell me, is this true?"

The sky was gloomy, the boundless sea was inky black, and the clouds were very low.

The cold, salty sea breeze howled wildly, gradually turning the edges of the curtains black.

The dark sea easily arouses fear in one's heart. Ming Zhao looked at the boundless darkness, and an indescribable uneasiness surged in his heart. He stood up, closed the door leading to the terrace, and drew the curtains.

Then he sat back next to Ming Zheng, holding his mother's arm dependently.

Ming Zheng looked at her daughter tenderly and stroked her hair.

"Baby," she suddenly said, "Do you know why our family adopted my brother?"

It was suddenly blindingly bright outside the window, and a few seconds later, thunder rumbled.

Ming Zhao's heart trembled inexplicably, and his body became a little stiff involuntarily.

He asked quietly:

"Why?"

Ming Nutu patted the back of her hand gently, her eyes gentle, "I've never mentioned Tingyun's parents to you before, have I?"

She spoke calmly and eloquently as she recounted the past.

"Xin Mian and I are good friends from college."

"What about Zhou Chenzhang?" she smiled when she mentioned this. "He was a down-and-out young man who was kicked out of the Zhou family because he didn't want to inherit the family business."

At that time, Xin Mian disliked Zhou Chenzhang for being idle, dissolute and frivolous, and Zhou Chenzhang said that she was aloof, arrogant and conceited.

Pride and prejudice made the two of them feel conflicted.

As a result, after all the chaos, sparks actually flew between the mortal enemies.

"Although Xin Mian was harsh in her words, I could see the look in her eyes. Later, they were secretly together, and Xin Mian didn't dare tell me for fear that I would laugh at her."

A smile flashed in Ming Zheng's eyes, along with a hint of nostalgia.

She talked about how they met, fell in love, got married, and soon gave birth to Zhou Tingyun.

Zhou Chenzhang took on the responsibilities of a husband and a father, and finally made a solemn decision to return to the Zhou family.

Everything seems to be going in the right direction.

The following story is not complicated.

Ming Zheng is not a good person.

While her peers were getting married and having children, she was ambitious and started from scratch, determined to build a career in North City.

A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger and is not afraid of the storm ahead, but has made many enemies because of this.

After all, that was North City more than 20 years ago, and the rule of law was not as perfect and strict as it is today.

In the corners of the city, those shady activities have found a breeding ground and are growing wildly in the darkness.

Hearing this, Ming Zhao's palms gradually became wet due to nervousness, and an inexplicable premonition made her panic.

The story of the car accident was finally told by Ming Zheng.

In the second year of the millennium, Xin Mian was driving with her favorite music playing in the car.

She pushed the clingy Zhou Chenzhang to the back seat and pulled Ming Zheng to sit in the passenger seat.

In March, the North City is full of birdsong and green grass, which is a good season for travel.

My lover, children, and friends are all around me. The spring breeze blows gently, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of magnolia flowers.

Warm and happy, like a quilt dried in the sun.

The soft music was soothing, and Xin Mian felt particularly relaxed. She hummed softly, smiling, and looked up at her son in the front mirror.

"Xiaoyun, do you want a younger brother or a younger sister?"

Zhou Tingyun, who was in the back row, heard this and quickly and steadily replied, "I want a younger sister."

Xin Mian was happy. "Did you hear that, Xiao Zheng? My son's wish is up to you. He must give birth to a sister for him to raise."

Laughter rang out and a cheerful atmosphere filled the car. They planned for the future, full of beautiful aspirations.

But the glass is fragile and the colorful clouds are scattered.

In an instant, a sharp whistle tore the air apart, a huge crash came, the ears roared, dust flew, broken glass splashed, reflecting the biting cold light in the sunlight.

Ming Zheng downplayed it, as if she was describing a very ordinary matter.

"In the rear-end collision, Zhou Chenzhang protected Zhou Tingyun."

Ming Zheng paused.

"And Xin Mian, she protected me when I was eight months pregnant."

Amidst lightning and thunder, the rain finally poured down like a flood that broke through a dam.

The surging damp water vapor rushed towards her, sweeping Ming Zhao away, as if it wanted to pull her away regardless of everything, drag her into the vast dark sea and sink her into the abyss.

The cold sea water from all directions rushed into her internal organs frantically, and she gradually found it difficult to breathe. Her nose and chest were filled with biting cold, almost freezing her.