Chapter 62 Zhou Jihuai: Blind Date

confuse?

Wen Zhile recited his words.

Is her brother Zhou underestimating her or overestimating Jiang Zhao?

She would not be confused. If she was to be confused, it would be Zhou Jihuai, whom she had known for a longer time, who was more likely to confuse her.

"Don't worry, I'm not someone who is easily fooled."

"Speaking of Jiang Zhao..." Wen Zhile said, looking back, "He's not as good-looking as you. I look at your face every day and my standards have become high. He can't charm me."

A smile instantly appeared on Zhou Jihuai's face.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I am happy when you praise me."

“…”

"Grandma, does Ji Huai have a girlfriend?" Jiang Zhao asked beside the reception sofa.

Ye Qin raised her eyebrows: "I can't even see the shadow of my girlfriend."

Jiang Zhao smiled and said, "Ji Huai doesn't care. If he can pay more attention, he will have a girlfriend soon."

"My dad said a few days ago that he wanted to introduce my cousin to Ji Huai. He was worried that Ji Huai was too busy to meet the girl. I didn't expect him to come now."

Jiang Zhao looked at Ye Qin and observed Qu Jinghong's reaction at the same time. Seeing that they didn't react much, he confirmed that they had no intention of bringing Zhou Jihuai and Wen Zhile together before continuing, "Isn't this fate? If you agree, I will tell my dad and ask him to arrange a meeting between my cousin and Jihuai."

Ye Qin has no objection to blind dates. She and Lao Zhou met through a blind date introduced by their military leaders. But she is not sure whether her grandson would object to blind dates.

"Blind date is good, you can ask Ji Huai what he thinks later."

Jiang Zhao smiled and nodded, but he was not as calm as he appeared.

What is Mr. Zhou's temper? If you make him angry, you will suffer the consequences. If you want to ask, you can only ask the elders of the Zhou family.

Mr. Zhou had just got the room key at this time and had no idea that someone was plotting against his marriage.

The four rooms were next to each other. As soon as Wen Zhile entered the room, he took out dry clothes and went to the bathroom.

The six-hour train ride made her stink and she had to take a shower.

Half an hour later, the little girl opened the bathroom door comfortably.

The two old people felt safe and not bored with Jiang Zhao's company, so she was not in a hurry and slowly dried her hair until it was dry before going downstairs.

She opened the door and walked out, and the door of the room next to her also opened.

Zhou Jihuai turned his head to look at her and was stunned.

The little girl was wearing a black square-neck dress, with her black hair half-tied and dark red lips, creating a strong visual impact.

Even though he was used to seeing it, Zhou Jihuai was often amazed by her new looks.

"Yeah, we have such a tacit understanding." Wen Zhile said happily.

Zhou Jihuai also changed into black clothes.

"What a coincidence." The man curled his lips.

He simply couldn't stand Jiang Zhao, so he confronted him.

When Jiang Zhao wore a white shirt, he wore a black shirt. Who knew it would have such an effect?

"Let's go downstairs."

It was our first meal in Shanghai and the Jiang family insisted on treating us no matter what.

Wen Zhile represented her uncle Shu Ye here. The Jiang family had a special status in the political circles of Shanghai. She couldn't refuse the Jiang family, so she had to accompany them to the private room on the third floor.

Jiang's father and mother arrived at the hotel before the dishes were served. They were followed by a girl with a ponytail. The girl had big eyes, double eyelids, an oval face, bangs, and two dimples on her cheeks.

When the three people walked in, Jiang Zhao's face changed and he subconsciously looked at Zhou Jihuai.

Wen Zhile was originally sitting quietly drinking tea, but when he saw the visitor, he touched Zhou Jihuai's arm.

It seemed that her brother Zhou had guessed wrong. The Jiang family did want to establish a marriage relationship with the Jingzhou military, but the target was not themselves, but himself.

Look, I've brought everyone here.

Jiang's father and mother sat down at the table, greeted the two old people, and winked at Jiang Zhao.

When the time came, Jiang Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "Ji Huai, Zhizhi, this is my cousin Jiang Yuan, who is studying at Shanghai University."

Jiang Yuan knew that she was here for a blind date. As soon as Jiang Zhao finished speaking, she walked towards Zhou Jihuai, smiled and extended her hand: "Captain Zhou, we meet again."

Zhou Jihuai remained calm and sat there. When he looked up, he saw Qinggui: "Jiang Zhao, what do you call Zhizhi?"

Jiang Zhao's heart skipped a beat: "Xiao Wen."

Zhou Jihuai looked away, stood up, took the teapot, and filled Wen Zhile's empty cup. Then he looked at Jiang Yuan coldly: "Have we met before?"

Wen Zhile's eyebrows twitched in surprise.

Zhou Jihuai really doesn't give face.

The waiter brought in the hot dishes. Wen Zhile sniffed the aroma and waited for Jiang Yuan's answer.

But before Jiang Yuan's answer, he heard a line of words:

[Sister, I received a free clue: the person who killed you in your previous life was a young man. ]

Her expression suddenly became cold and serious.