Zhou Hangping didn't expect that she would see the person she had been thinking about on the first day after returning to China.
She was only in a daze for a second before she reacted.
The man who seemed to always be keen on fighting was almost killed by a pot of overly complicated curry.
So she never eats curry during these years when she was abroad.
The strong woman who controls the fate of thousands of employees has her heart beating fast at this moment.
If she guessed correctly, the young man on the stage who looked exactly like Zhang Qianyi was her son!
Her Chengcheng~!
Just like that guy, no, even more handsome than that guy, and even more charming when he smiles like a shrew.
"Ms. Zhou, what's wrong with you?"
The accompanying staff reminded Zhou Hangping curiously.
"Nothing," Zhou Hangping suppressed her intense excitement and wiped her eyes calmly, "I suddenly found that I like this play more and more..."
Zhou Hangping's assistant was surprised.
Because she couldn't imagine that her chairman would actually watch this simple and ridiculous drama from beginning to end.
I even completely changed today's itinerary for this reason.
This was the first time she had encountered such a situation in the fifteen years she had been Zhou Hangping's secretary.
The chairman never wastes time on such boring things.
At this moment, Zhou Hangping was looking at her son infatuatedly.
She was trying her best to control her emotions that were about to burst out.
--calm!
——Calm down~! Zhou Hangping~!
Zhou Hangping gently rubbed her cheeks which were a little tight.
——It’s not the time yet!
But she found that her hands were still shaking uncontrollably.
......
After the performance, there was another round of protests from the audience. The teachers in the crew skillfully arranged for Zhang Hongcheng and his group to "retreat" through the back door.
Chu Miaohong and Zhang Hongcheng walked side by side, laughing constantly.
Suddenly, Zhang Hongcheng looked towards the distance under a street lamp as if he had realized something.
A woman who was obviously not dressed like a Chinese was standing there, seemingly staring at him blankly.
"Hmm? You know him?"
Chu Miaohong had excellent eyesight and she found that this lady's appearance was quite outstanding. If she were ten years younger, she would probably be no worse than herself.
She pursed her lips and looked at Zhang Hongcheng seriously.
There is inevitably a little bit of sourness in the words...
But Zhang Hongcheng, who would have begged for mercy with a smile at this time in the past, did not react at all.
Zhang Hongcheng's footsteps froze in place.
My stepmother never tried to hide someone's existence, and her shadow can be seen in the family albums.
At the bottom of the iron box collected by Zhang Hongcheng is a black and white family photo of three people.
The one with the naughty smile is his father, the one looking at the camera cutely is himself, and the beautiful woman holding him is not his stepmother.
She is prettier than her stepmother, but also more heartless.
Just from a distance, Zhang Hongcheng recognized who she was.
Since taking over this body, Zhang Hongcheng has also taken over all the cause and effect and family entanglements of the original body.
He did not have the same love-hate feelings towards this beautiful lady who had suddenly returned as his original self.
Indifference was his only attitude.
"I don't know her. She's just a strange aunt."
Before Chu Miaohong had time to ask further questions, she suddenly realized that Zhang Hongcheng was holding her hand a little too hard.
The next second, Zhang Hongcheng pulled her away without any intention of looking back.
Zhou Hangping didn't expect that Zhang Hongcheng recognized her at a glance even though she had only seen him from a distance.
But Zhang Hongcheng's cold gaze made her feel heartbroken.
"Chairman, what's wrong with you?"
“No, it’s okay…”
A few tears fell in the darkness.
......
Shang Yiming pushed his bicycle and walked into the alley whistling.
The kids who were playing with spinning tops and jumping rope in the alley saw the big box on the back of his bicycle and gathered around curiously.
"Scatter, scatter~!"
Shang Yiming acted fierce, but the children were not afraid of him at all. Instead, they started to make a fuss.
"You're a stranger, Erdan, go tell your grandma there's a spy!"
"Yes, he dares to be mean to us red scarves, he must be a bad guy."
Shang Yiming was in a good mood today. He smiled and pointed to his forehead.
"Little brat, did you see the two words on my forehead?"
"Well, no!"
“Good man!”
“Tsk~~~~.”
The adults who were picking vegetables nearby laughed.
They knew this young man, the future brother-in-law of the college couple who had just moved into the compound.
He seems to be a college student.
The title of "future brother-in-law" was naturally what Shang Yiming said privately to the neighbors.
If he dared to say this in front of Zhang Hongcheng, he probably wouldn't be able to see the moon tomorrow.
"Why did you come back so late?"
Zhang Yumin jumped out of the yard.
"What is this?"
Zhang Yumin tried to move the big box in the back seat of Shang Yiming's car.
"No, auntie, don't move!"
Shang Yiming hurriedly stopped his partner.
This is the Qingsong TV he "borrowed" from his own home.
Since Zhang Hongcheng and Chu Miaohong bought the two-bedroom apartment here, they didn't come back often, so this place soon became Zhang Yumin and Shang Yiming's warehouse and meeting place.
Zhang Yumin just mentioned it the day before yesterday, saying that the Beijing Repertory Theatre's adaptation of "Wulong Mountain" would be shown on the highest TV station, and Shang Yiming immediately moved his own TV and antenna over.
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