Chapter 206 He still thinks about Zhou Ting

Xia Mian took a deep breath, pretended to be nonchalant, and led Da Huang Lizi into the house. After settling them in, she called the housekeeper.

"Uncle Li," he asked, "what time did Mingzhao arrive?"

Uncle Li was especially happy to see Xia Mian after not seeing her for several days. After recalling for a moment, he said, "It was quite late, around eight o'clock."

It's 11 PM now, and this person has been in Longxi for a full three hours. Xia Mianxin's heart tightened: "Is he here to see Zhou Pingchuan?"

"Yes, he came unexpectedly. When he arrived, the gentleman was still out socializing. I didn't see him until around ten o'clock."

"You've waited so long... So they stayed together after that?"

"The master led him into the study and just left. I didn't pay much attention to what happened in between, so I don't know if he went anywhere else."

A man and a woman alone in a confined space for an hour—that's enough time for anything to happen. Xia Mian closed her eyes briefly: "Okay, I understand. Thank you, Uncle Li. Go and get some rest."

Xia Mingzhao and Xia Mian both belong to the Xia family and are Zhou Ting's lover. Even though Xia Mian asked so many questions, Uncle Li didn't think anything of it: "You should also get some rest. Staying up late is bad for your health."

Staying up late is bad for your health, bad for your brain, and even worse for your skin. Xia Mian knew this, but how could she possibly fall asleep in the current situation?

As Xia Mian was thinking, someone must have informed Zhou Pingchuan, who came out of the study and walked to the railing: "You're back."

Based on Xia Mian's understanding of Zhou Pingchuan, the fact that she would go out of her way to greet him meant that she valued him quite a bit.

Of course, it's possible that he knew he was bringing people home and was trying to save face for him.

Xia Mian didn't want to see him: "I'll stay here for the night and go back to the group tomorrow morning."

“It’s late,” Zhou Pingchuan beckoned to him with his finger, “Go upstairs to sleep.”

Like beckoning to kittens or puppies.

Xia Mian was very annoyed, but Chestnut and Rhubarb were both in the guest room and were definitely not asleep. He didn't want others to know that their relationship was so tense.

With great reluctance, Xia Mian left the sofa and instead of taking the elevator, she slowly made her way back to the master bedroom along the stairs.

As usual, they took showers, changed into their pajamas, went to bed, and turned off the lights. The only difference was that Xia Mian wasn't sleepy at all.

He turned to look at Zhou Pingchuan's silhouette in the darkness, then turned back. He turned to look again.

"You have something to say?" Zhou Pingchuan seemed to sense something and opened his eyes.

What exactly Zhou Pingchuan and Xia Mingzhao did in the study during that hour is best left unsaid; the people involved know the answer better than anyone else. Xia Mian hesitated for a long time before asking, "I saw Mingzhao when I came back. What did he want with you?"

Zhou Pingchuan: "It's related to Zhou Ting."

"What's wrong with Zhou Ting?" Xia Mian asked.

From the moment she saw Xia Mingzhao until now, Xia Mian's mood was as anxious as if she were being roasted over a fire, and her tone was inevitably impatient.

In the darkness, Zhou Pingchuan turned his head, his eyes dark and unfathomable: "You care a lot about Zhou Ting?"

"Why should I care about him? What I care about is..." Xia Mian choked up, suddenly not knowing how to tell Zhou Pingchuan.

What I care about is whether you want to sleep with your nephew's wife.

Do I care whether you cheated on your nephew?

Even if this information comes from the reader's God-like perspective, even if Zhou Pingchuan really has feelings for Xia Mingzhao now, he wouldn't dare to expose it.

If they pretend not to know, the two can still get along peacefully. But if the truth comes out, Zhou Pingchuan will probably be the first to sacrifice him.

After thinking it over, Xia Mian finally hinted, "Third Master, Zhou Ting is your own nephew."

Zhou Ting and Xia Mingzhao have a de facto marital relationship. I hope you can consider the blood ties and the family's reputation and not get too carried away.

Zhou Pingchuan narrowed his eyes, his gaze turning extremely dark.

One hour ago.

When Zhou Pingchuan returned from the winery, he saw Xia Mingzhao sitting on the sofa.

He glanced around, and Uncle Li knew what he was looking for, and said directly, "Sir, Mr. Mingzhao has something to discuss with you and has been waiting for almost two hours."

Uncle Li didn't mention Zhou Ting, which means that Xia Mingzhao came on her own.

Zhou Pingchuan stood in the entryway taking off his coat, his politeness tinged with distance: "I've been waiting for so long, why didn't you tell me?"

Uncle Li opened his mouth, and at that moment, Xia Mingzhao suddenly got up from the sofa and very casually took Zhou Pingchuan's coat: "I told Uncle Li not to bother you. I have plenty of time, I can wait anytime."

Then I got an empty slot.

Zhou Pingchuan walked past him and handed the clothes directly to Uncle Li: "Sorry, I don't like outsiders touching my things."

outsider.......

Xia Mingzhao withdrew his hand and gave an awkward smile.

Since he came to the door in the middle of the night and had been waiting for so long, he must have something to say. Zhou Pingchuan wanted to invite him to the tea room, but he hadn't been to the company for the past few days of the Spring Festival and had a lot of work piled up, so he took him to the study instead.

A servant brought hot tea and a stool. Xia Mingzhao knew she couldn't just look at the documents, so she sat very discreetly about half a meter away. She didn't say a word, only occasionally pouring Zhou Pingchuan a cup of tea.

Once he had finished his work, Zhou Pingchuan spoke up: "Speak."

“Third Master,” Xia Mingzhao stood up, “starting this year, A-Ting wants to try to get involved in some company business. He lacks experience, so I hope you won’t think he’s slow-witted and will give him some guidance.”

“Ah Ting’s surname is Zhou, so this is a required course for him.”

“Thank you, Third Master. Besides that, Mingzhao has another request. I just received my MBA certificate this year, and it’s time for my internship. Kepler is a prestigious place for all finance students to hone their skills. If Third Master doesn’t mind, I would like to join Kepler to learn new business and improve my management experience in preparation for taking over the Xia Group in the future.” Fearing that Zhou Pingchuan might misunderstand, he assured him, “Don’t worry, I will definitely not pry into company secrets. I really just want to learn the Kepler management model.”

Zhou Pingchuan said calmly, “If just anyone could come in and replicate Kepler’s success, and discover Kepler’s secrets, then the Zhou family’s generations of hard work would have been in vain. It’s good to have ambition, so I agree to let you intern at the company. You can discuss the specific details with your older brother and A-Ting.”

Xia Mingzhao was overjoyed and quickly poured tea, bowing to Zhou Pingchuan: "Mingzhao thanks Third Master on behalf of A-Ting, and also thanks Third Master on behalf of myself."

The boy's voice was melodious and clear. When he saw Zhou Pingchuan looking over, perhaps out of fear or shyness, he lowered his head slightly. A blush rose on his pure cheeks, and his eyes revealed a hint of allure as they moved!

Zhou Pingchuan refused the tea and didn't look at him a second time: "Mingzhao, you should call me Third Uncle."

Xia Mingzhao was startled: "...I understand, Third Uncle."

Perhaps because Zhou Pingchuan didn't accept the cup of tea, or perhaps because Zhou Pingchuan personally corrected his form of address, Xia Mingzhao was absent-minded when the Dragon Seal was taken out and didn't notice Xia Mian at all.

Xia Mian only wanted to remind Zhou Pingchuan, but her words were interpreted in a completely different way by Zhou Pingchuan.

"Zhou Ting is your own nephew," which is equivalent to "You should treat Zhou Ting well and do your best to help him," meaning Xia Mian is asking him for a better future on Zhou Ting's behalf.

Xia Mian still had Zhou Ting on her mind.

The air suddenly became still, as if a north wind had swept everything away, leaving only the cold and desolate winter.