Chapter 253 Zhou Xiye's Anger
Sun Xiaoyue's face turned pale. She couldn't let Jiang Zhizhi ruin the image she had painstakingly built in the class: "I think..."
Jiang Zhizhi interrupted, "You don't need to think about it anymore. Are you going to tell my classmates that my partner is more than ten years older than me? Is that true?"
Sun Xiaoyue quickly shook her head: "No, no, that's impossible. Zhou Xiye is nine years older than you. We all know that, it's impossible..."
Jiang Zhizhi smiled and said, "Then you lied at noon. Stand up!"
When he stood up, his face hardened and his tone became excessively stern.
Startled, Sun Xiaoyue stood up abruptly and looked at Jiang Zhizhi with some panic.
Jiang Zhizhi reached out and pressed her shoulder, turning her around to face the whole class: "What kind of rumors did you spread today? Why did you say that Zhou Xiye is more than ten years older than me?"
Sun Xiaoyue hurriedly denied it: "No, no, I didn't say that. Did they mishear me? I really didn't say that?"
Jiang Zhizhi pressed down hard on her shoulder, gripping her shoulder blade tightly, and then looked coldly at the students below: "You should also know my husband's profession. He spent five years in the Pamir Plateau and many years in the border region."
“He’s only twenty-eight years old, younger than many of you were back then, but he looks older than you. Why is that? You should know.”
"You may misunderstand because you don't know, so I'll clarify everything today. But Sun Xiaoyue knows very well, yet she still spreads rumors and lies. You should be careful when dealing with someone like that."
Sun Xiaoyue's face turned pale. How could she face her classmates after Jiang Zhizhi said that?
Jiang Zhizhi patted her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Look, I'm doing better than you now, and Zhou Xiye treats me very well too. Aren't you angry? Hurry up and take action! Hurry up, I'm waiting for you."
After saying that, he smiled at Sun Xiaoyue and turned back to his seat.
Sun Xiaoyue's face was pale. She sat down again, not daring to look at Cheng Feng's face, and kept her head down. She was completely helpless.
She thought someone would help her kill Jiang Zhizhi, but the other person told her never to contact him again.
She didn't know where she had gone wrong again, and why Jiang Zhizhi handled things in a way that was completely different from what she had expected.
...
When Zhou Xiye returned home after finishing his business, he found the living room in a mess. A middle-aged couple and a younger couple were sitting on the sofa.
Three children were running around the room, one of them holding a balloon-like object and blowing it up as he ran.
Zhou Chengzhi sat on the living room sofa with a smile on his face, chatting with the middle-aged couple.
When Zhou Xiye saw that the balloon in the child's hand was something they would use that evening, his face darkened. Without even saying hello, he went over, grabbed the child by the collar, lifted him up, snatched the balloon from his hand, and asked coldly, "Where did you get this?"
The seven- or eight-year-old boy, who was at the age of being mischievous, was suddenly grabbed by the collar. He screamed and struggled to turn around. When he met Zhou Xiye's cold gaze, he was so frightened that he trembled and dared not move.
The middle-aged couple hurriedly stood up: "Hey, Brother Zhou, is this your Zhou Xiye? He's so big now, quickly tell him to put Yaozu down, don't scare the child."
The woman, with a blue headscarf wrapped around her head, also trembled in fright: "Brother Zhou... why is Xiye angry? Does he dislike our visit?"
Feeling embarrassed, Zhou Chengzhi stood up and glared at Zhou Xiye: "Quickly put the child down and greet your Uncle Hua and Aunt Hua."
The middle-aged man, named Li Hualin, was not yet fifty. His hair was disheveled, his face was aged, and when he grinned, he showed a mouthful of yellow teeth. He said cautiously, "No need, no need, Brother Zhou, you don't need to greet us."
Li Hualin's wife, Liu Yu'e, spoke cautiously and timidly: "Xiye, put Yaozu down first, don't let anything happen to him."
Zhou Xiye gritted his teeth, but didn't put the child down. Instead, he stared at Zhou Chengzhi and asked, "Why did you send them to the room?"
Zhou Chengzhi felt uncomfortable under his son's gaze: "Your uncle and aunt said they were a little tired from the journey, so I let them rest in your room for a while. I just tidied up the place for tonight..."
For the first time, Zhou Xiye felt so angry that his mind went blank. He slammed the child down on the ground, turned around, and quickly went back to his room.
When I pushed open the door and saw the room in complete disarray, I felt a wave of dizziness wash over me.
The blankets he and Jiang Zhizhi were pulled open, and the drawers of the bedside table were also opened, with their contents scattered all over the floor.
The books that Jiang Zhizhi had neatly arranged on the desk by the window were now scattered everywhere, and there were torn pieces of paper on the floor.
Zhou Xiye, his face dark, began to tidy up, especially the torn pieces of paper, which were Jiang Zhizhi's notes.
He smoothed them out one by one and put them away; some of them were stained.
...
In the living room, Li Hualin looked at his son Li Zhishan and daughter-in-law Zhu Fengxi, somewhat angrily: "What's wrong with you two? Why aren't you watching the child properly? Did you make a mess of his room? Didn't I tell you before I came that the city is different from our countryside? City people are very clean. You'll be disliked for acting like that."
Zhu Fengxi's thin face was full of grievance: "Dad, we didn't do anything wrong. As for those three children, I've already said they're naughty. Yaozu, Yaozong, and Yaohui are usually mischievous."
Li Hualin looked at Zhou Chengzhi with a guilty and cautious expression: "Brother Zhou, look at this... really, I've caused you trouble again. Three boys, they're at the age where they're mischievous. If they weren't naughty, we adults would have to worry about them."
Zhou Chengzhi hadn't seen the room and didn't think it could be too messy, so he quickly stopped Li Hualin: "Look at you, you're being too formal. We're all family, and I treat you like my own brother. If you're so reserved, you don't consider me your brother."
Li Hualin glanced in the direction of Zhou Xiye's room: "But, I just saw Xiye... he seemed very angry."
Zhou Chengzhi waved his hand: "Don't bother with him, that's just his personality."
Just then, Zhou Xiye came out with two wads of paper, coldly looking at the people in the room: "Who tore up the notebook?"
Zhu Fengxi looked at her husband, then at her in-laws, and stood up hesitantly: "I tore it. Yaohui had a runny nose, so I tore up the notebook that had been used to write on it to wipe his nose. It had already been used to write on it, so I thought it was useless..."
Zhou Xiye glanced at her coldly, walked up to Zhou Chengzhi, unfolded the crumpled paper with snot still stuck to it, and stuffed it into his hand: "You clean this up. This notebook contains the key points for Zhizhi's exam. She needs it for the exam."
Just as Zhou Chengzhi was about to throw it away in disgust, he heard Zhou Xiye say this and stared wide-eyed: "This is Zhizhi's notebook? Oh dear, how did you touch Zhizhi's notebook!"
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