Chapter 135 You don't mind that she's too young?
Zhou Xiye glanced down at the photo Yu Cheng handed him. The black and white photo was slightly yellowed. The girl in the photo had two braids hanging in front of her chest, bright eyes, an oval face and a pointed chin, which made her look even more charming.
If you cover the bottom, her eyes are exactly the same as Jiang Zhizhi's.
Zhou Xiye looked at her for a few seconds, then raised his eyes, his gaze still calm and unwavering: "She's your aunt. If your family isn't afraid, why should I be? I think the Bian family cares more about their current status than I do."
Bian Yucheng scoffed: "You know absolutely nothing about what's going on outside? Bian Suxi isn't my biological aunt. She was just an adopted daughter who was entrusted to my family to raise. Several years ago, we handed over the property she left behind and severed all ties. But you're different now. You married a capitalist's son, and the consequences will be severe."
Zhou Xiye chuckled: "You shouldn't go to the Ministry of Commerce; you should go to the Ministry of Culture and fabricate stories. Also, since Jiang Zhizhi is my wife, I can accept whatever punishment she receives, regardless of her status. It's just your Bian family..."
"They certainly have an imposing presence, rising to power by stepping on the dead."
Bian Yucheng's face instantly turned ugly: "You! Zhou Xiye, what are you saying?!"
Zhou Xiye's expression was stern: "Did I say something wrong? Your adopted daughter has been dead for so many years, and you handed over her property, severed ties with her to demonstrate your determination, and then you received all the credit you were entitled to. Don't you feel guilty in the dead of night?"
Bian Yucheng's face turned as purple with anger. He put away the photo and said resentfully, "Zhou Xiye, I was just trying to give you some advice. You'll regret it later."
After saying that, she stormed off, almost bumping into Jiang Zhizhi who was carrying a basin and about to come in.
Bian Yucheng gave Jiang Zhizhi a cold look and quickly left.
Jiang Zhizhi turned around, still holding the basin, and said, "Are you crazy?"
Looking at Zhou Xiye sitting on the hospital bed, who seemed perfectly normal, she asked curiously, "What's wrong with Bian Yucheng? He's so angry his face is all blue."
Zhou Xiye said casually, "Don't worry about him. How's things going on in Shangxingzhou?"
Jiang Zhizhi put down the basin. She had just washed the dishes with cold water, and her hands were a little cold. She went over and held Zhou Xiye's hand: "Warm me up first. I'll go see him in a bit."
Zhou Xiye, unusually, didn't call her cheeky. He clasped his hands together and held her hands in his palms: "Go over there in a bit and take the milk powder to him. I'll wait for Political Commissar Li to come and say something before I go see him."
Jiang Zhizhi nodded: "Okay, I'll go see him and then go back to cook. There are three patients now, so I need to cook more."
Zhou Xiye's eyes narrowed slightly, a smile playing on his lips: "You've had a tough time lately."
Jiang Zhizhi pouted: "Hard work isn't just about saying it; it also requires real actions to make up for it."
Zhou Xiye smiled and said, "Okay, I'll make it up to you when we get back."
Jiang Zhizhi looked up at him suspiciously: "Do you know what I mean by compensation?"
Zhou Xiye lowered his eyes, looked into her dark and bright eyes, and nodded seriously: "I know."
Jiang Zhizhi laughed and shook his hand: "Really? Show me now."
Zhou Xiye stared at the bright, beautiful face so close to his own, as if bewitched, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
Jiang Zhizhi's eyes widened with joy, her heart suddenly feeling as if a jar of honey had been poured into her, the sweetness almost overflowing. She tried her best to tilt her head back to meet it.
"Xiye..."
Li Zhiguo rushed in, his feet almost touching the ground.
In broad daylight, the two of them...
Upon hearing the voice, Jiang Zhizhi jumped up, blushed, and turned to look at Li Zhiguo: "Good morning, Political Commissar Li."
Zhou Xiye was much calmer than her, and simply greeted Political Commissar Li.
Jiang Zhizhi hurriedly grabbed the milk powder bag with black and white cow prints on it: "Political Commissar Li, you two talk, I'm going out for a bit."
With that, it darted off like a little rabbit.
Li Zhiguo watched Jiang Zhizhi run out, then walked to the bedside with his hands behind his back. Seeing Zhou Xiye's lips still glistening with moisture, he couldn't help but click his tongue and sigh, "Can't you be a little more restrained? This is still a hospital."
Zhou Xiye ignored his mockery and remained calm: "The notification has come down? When are we leaving?"
Li Zhiguo wasn't about to let Zhou Xiye off so easily. He sneered, "Who was it that refused to get married back then? Oh, what did you say? It was an introduction from your family, no feelings, the other person was too young. I saw you kissing her without any restraint. Now you don't care about her age?"
Zhou Xiye looked a little embarrassed: "Political Commissar, this is a hospital, be careful what you say."
Li Zhiguo chuckled: "Tsk tsk tsk, fine, you're shameless anyway. The notice's come down, we're leaving next Tuesday, three days left."
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Jiang Zhizhi held the milk powder and stood in the yard for a while in the cool breeze to cool down her face.
But thinking back to what had just happened, although it wasn't the first time the two had kissed, it was the one that had made her heart flutter the most.
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but pick up the milk powder bag, cover his face, and chuckle.
After dawdling for a while, I finally went to Shang Xingzhou's ward.
Shang Xingzhou was young and in good health; apart from his slightly chapped lips and sallow complexion, he was in good condition.
Sitting on the bed, he was chatting excitedly with Li Zhuo, and they were talking about military matters that Li Zhuo was interested in.
Seeing Jiang Zhizhi come in, she instantly turned into a pitiful little girl: "Sister, you still remember to come see me? I thought you had forgotten about me."
Jiang Zhizhi ruffled his messy hair: "Sister, shouldn't you rest before coming? Tell me, how did you get hit on the head? Didn't you see who it was?"
Shang Xingzhou scratched his head, looking annoyed: "No, I was thinking of fishing to bring back to my brother-in-law to nourish his body. Then I heard footsteps, but I didn't pay attention. I thought it was other fishermen. Then I got ripped off."
Jiang Zhizhi still felt it necessary to remind him: "You should be careful of the woman who saved you."
Shang Xingzhou was a little confused: "She didn't know me before, so she wouldn't knock me out and then save me, would she?"
Jiang Zhizhi patted his shoulder: "There aren't that many coincidences in the world. Did she ask you where you live and what your name is? Did she tell you their names?"
Shang Xingzhou nodded: "I already said, there's no problem with that."
Jiang Zhizhi sighed: "In short, stay away from her. Her motives for getting close to you are not pure."
Shang Xingzhou really hadn't noticed: "Sister, I'll listen to you. I'll definitely be more careful in the future."
Jiang Zhizhi said with satisfaction: "Be careful, or you'll be taken advantage of and end up helping others count the money."
Shang Xingzhou was slightly dissatisfied: "I'm not that stupid."
Jiang Zhizhi chatted for a while, then noticed it was getting late and wondered if Sun Xiaoyue had arrived yet.
She wanted to go to the hospital entrance to take a look.
He patted Shang Xingzhou on the shoulder: "You take good care of yourself, I'll go make lunch."
Shang Xingzhou watched Jiang Zhizhi's hurried departure with some puzzlement, then muttered to Li Zhuo, "Why does my sister look like she's going to war?"
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