The first time they met, he was arrogant and dashing. The second time, he transformed into her personal bodyguard...
"Wasting time dealing with scum, I'll help you eliminate them all....
Chapter 157: Coy
Zhou Zixu answered absentmindedly, his attention still on Li Sihui. He had only walked a few steps when he was sweating and panting with great effort, a bit like...
"Do you want me to hold you back?"
He couldn't help but want to go over and pull her away, and he really did it. Before he finished speaking, he reached out and pulled Li Sihui's arm.
"The East is Red, the Sun is Rising..."
Li Sihui suddenly pulled back her arm and glared at him unceremoniously. Just when Zhou Zixu wanted to say something sarcastic to her, a shrill singing voice like a broken gong suddenly rang out. He grinned, covered his ears, and looked at Zhao Lannie sadly.
Is this singing? It's simply murdering his ears.
“He seeks happiness for the people
Hu Er Hi Yo
He is the people's savior
He seeks happiness for the people
Hu Er Hi Yo
He is the people’s savior.”
Seeing Zhou Zixu covering his ears and looking at her, Zhao Yuying sang even harder, her face flushed and her neck thick, she sang at the top of her voice, feeling good about herself.
"Come on, girl, you should just learn to dance!"
Zhou Zixu picked his ears and poured cold water on Zhao Yuying's dark eyes that were waiting for praise without any hesitation.
"Brother Zhou, are you saying that my singing is not good?"
Zhao Yuying lowered her head sadly, pinching her braid with her hands, acting coy.
"Yuying, your brother is still in the hospital and we don't know whether he is alive or dead. You still have the mood to sing. You are so heartless."
Zhou Guifang was anxious to see her son, so she walked quickly and left several people more than ten steps behind. When she heard her daughter singing at the top of her lungs, she got so angry that she stopped and pointed at her and cursed.
Between her son and her daughter, her son is of course more important. And in her heart, as a younger sister, she still had the mood to sing while her elder brother was in the hospital. This was unforgivable.
"mom?"
Zhao Yuying stomped her feet, angry that her mother scolded her in front of Zhou Zixu. Girls all have to maintain their dignity, not to mention that he is her sweetheart.
"Mom what? Go away."
Zhou Guifang glared at her. Normally she ignored her, but now she felt like she was on fire and just disliked her.
"Yeah, the car has been lifted out. The men in Kaoshan Village are all very strong."
Zhou Zixu was a little embarrassed at first, after all, it was he who asked Zhao Yuying to sing a few lines. Seeing the jeep being lifted out of the ditch from afar, he hurriedly pointed with his finger to divert Zhou Guifang's attention.
"There are many good guys in Kaoshantun, Sihui, I will help you find a good one in the future."
When Zhou Guifang heard Zhou Zixu's words, she naturally saw the car being carried out. Her frown relaxed and she was in the mood to care about Li Sihui's lifelong affairs.
"You have me to thank."
When Zhou Zixu heard what Zhou Guifang said, he made a face at Li Sihui. Zhou Guifang was acting as a matchmaker and he was trying to gain credit.
He thought Li Sihui would argue with him or glare at him, but she acted as if she didn't hear him and walked past him towards the car.
"Hey, haven't you forgotten that unfaithful man?"
He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the pretty boy in the white shirt. He chased after him with a smile, and put his handsome face in front of Li Sihui, speaking half-seriously and half-falsely, making small talk, his whole head full of interest in her.
"boring."
Li Sihui glared at him and gave him two derogatory words.
"Thank you, old man."
Zhou Guifang went over to thank the people who lifted the car, while Li Sihui felt an unfriendly gaze, and Zhou Zixu felt it at the same time.
He walked up to Zhou Changjiang with a smile on his face. The other party still looked unconvinced. His face was livid, his fists were clenched, and he looked like he was ready to fight to the death.
"Why? Not convinced?"