Chapter 95 Wedding Room

Xiangshan Road is a well-known wealthy area in Jingzhou. The residential areas built on this road are almost fully booked before they are even launched for sale.

Zhou Jihuai himself had no intention of buying a house here. It was Ye Qin who asked him to buy the house, saying that Xiangshan Road had good feng shui and could be used as a wedding house in the future.

There was no need for him to argue with the old man over such a trivial matter, so he asked someone to leave him a set.

The residents of the community were all powerful and wealthy, and most of them had connections with the Zhou family. As soon as Zhou Jihuai graduated from the Military Academy, they began to introduce him to girls through their words. In order to avoid meeting them, he rarely went there.

The jeep stopped downstairs, and Wen Zhile looked up and asked, "Brother, which floor do you live on?"

"Eighth floor, 801." He found a bunch of keys and handed them over. "You go up first. I'll go back to the troops. If you're tired, you can sleep in the master bedroom."

"Oh, okay," Wen Zhile got out of the car, "Be careful on the road, bye."

Zhou Jihuai smiled: "Got it."

He watched the little girl walk into the unit door before driving away.

Wen Zhile took the elevator to the eighth floor and opened the door of 801.

There seems to be someone living in room 802 opposite, and there are signs of life at the door.

She glanced at the room before entering and closing the door behind her.

I looked back and was slightly stunned.

This house must be about 200 square meters, right? It's so big.

It's obvious at first glance that the person doesn't live there permanently. The furniture is complete and the decoration is simple, with white tiles and white walls. It's spotless, so someone must come and clean it regularly.

There was no mirror in the living room, so Wen Zhile found a mirror in the bathroom. She took off her scarf and carefully looked at the bruises on her neck. After a while, she went to find the bedroom and wanted to take a nap first.

She was so sleepy that she had to force herself not to fall asleep in the car on the way here.

There are several secondary bedrooms in the house, but they are empty. Only the master bedroom has a bed.

Wen Zhile walked around the second bedroom before entering the master bedroom and fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

Before going to bed, she had only one thought in her mind: the mattress is so soft.

Zhou Jihuai came back an hour later, holding his cell phone to his ear, and listening to the person on the other side casually. He put the things in his hand on the tea table, walked to the balcony lightly, and then said, "My mother said that the temperature has started to drop recently. I don't know if your naughty uncle will put on more clothes."

"Does your stupid mother who could count five plus five equals nine when she was a kid know how to add clothes?"

"..." Zhou Jihuai looked downstairs, "You and my mother are prepared to never see each other again in our lifetime, and you have been passing messages through me?"

Guo Liren was silent for two seconds: "Who said we won't meet?"

"I went to see your mother perform a few times, secretly."

"Your mother must have come to school to spy on me, too."

"Don't be fooled by the fact that your mother and I take our father's surname and hers, and it sounds like we are two different families, but the tacit understanding between us is unmatched."

Zhou Jihuai rubbed his brows and said, "Uncle, I'm home now. I won't talk about it for now."

"Don't forget to go to the English Department to ask for leave for Zhizhi. The reason is..."

Guo Liren continued: "She stayed up late to study last night and caught a cold."

"Stop nagging and go take care of the little girl."

Zhou Jihuai threw his mobile phone onto the sofa and walked to the master bedroom carrying the medicine bag.

He controlled his strength and opened the door slightly. Seeing that she was asleep, he quietly walked to the bedside.

Wen Zhile was sleeping soundly.

She was originally lying flat, but the hair tie made her uncomfortable, so she turned to her side in a daze and slept, which made it convenient for Zhou Jihuai to see her.

The man squatted down a little closer to her, his eyes swept across her cheeks and down to her neck.

My Adam's apple moved as I recalled the doctor's words.

The doctor said that safflower oil should be applied to the bruise and rubbed gently and slowly with hands to be effective, so he...can't help.

The doctor also said that the earlier the medicine is applied, the better the effect. Zhou Jihuai pondered for a while, considering whether to wake the little girl up or wait for her to wake up on her own.