Chapter 26 Xiao Zhouzhou
Hearing this, Feng Yizhou, who was originally slightly hunched due to the pain in his waist, instantly straightened up as if he had been electrocuted.
He turned his head suddenly, his eyes like torches, shooting straight at Li Ruochu, his face as gloomy as the sky before a storm: "Secretary Li, you are talking nonsense!"
His voice was low and cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with obvious displeasure.
"Mr. Feng, why don't you come to my house and have a rest before leaving?" Li Ruochu blurted out subconsciously.
As soon as she said it, she regretted it and secretly complained in her heart that it was just a polite remark she said casually to ease the embarrassment.
Something happened at home and she didn't even know what it was. If Feng Yizhou went in, he would probably only be able to take a rest.
"Yeah!" Feng Yizhou responded briefly, with a hint of unwillingness in his tone.
He raised his foot and was about to follow Li Ruochu into the house.
At this moment, the cell phone in my pocket rang suddenly, and the sharp ringtone seemed particularly harsh in the slightly silent atmosphere.
Feng Yizhou frowned slightly, a hint of impatience flashed across his face. He took out his cell phone and saw the familiar caller ID on the screen.
He paused for a moment, then pressed the connect button: "Hello!"
"Xiao Zhou Zhou, can you come home? I have something to talk to you about!" A woman's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.
Perhaps it was because the volume of Feng Yizhou's cell phone was too loud, and Li Ruchu's house was close, so the three sweet words "Xiao Zhou Zhou" clearly entered her ears.
Xiaozhouzhou?
Li Ruochu only felt a smile rising uncontrollably from the bottom of his heart.
She widened her eyes and looked at Feng Yizhou in disbelief.
In order to prevent herself from laughing, she bit her lower lip tightly, her cheeks bulged slightly from the effort, and her whole body was shaking violently.
His hands unconsciously clutched the corners of his clothes, trying to suppress the smile that was about to burst out.
Feng Yizhou naturally noticed something strange about Li Ruchu. His eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle's and he glared at her fiercely.
His face became increasingly gloomy, as if someone had revealed his most secret scar: "Have you laughed enough?"
"I'm not laughing, Mr. Feng. Are you seeing things?" Li Ruochu pretended to be calm and tried to put a serious expression on his face.
His teeth were clenched so hard that he managed to hold back the laughter that was about to burst out. His voice trembled slightly from the effort of suppressing the laughter.
"Secretary Li, we'll settle this later!" Feng Yizhou said coldly, turned around and walked away.
When entering the elevator, Li Ruochu subconsciously looked up.
The moment Feng Yizhou stepped into the elevator, he raised his left hand slightly and quickly supported his waist.
Although the movement was small, Li Ruochu captured it keenly.
It was not until the elevator door slowly closed, completely blocking Feng Yizhou's figure, that Li Ruochu relaxed like a deflated ball.
She raised her hand to wipe away the beads of sweat that had appeared on her forehead at some point.
The moment she raised her hand, her gaze suddenly froze, and she saw that a strand of Feng Yizhou's hair was still pinched between her fingers.
Feng Yizhou did not go back upstairs, but went straight to his car.
Sitting in the driver's seat, he fastened his seat belt skillfully, started the engine, and the car drove towards the Feng family manor like an arrow.
Feng Yizhou parked the car steadily at the gate of the manor. Before he could unbuckle his seat belt, a uniformed butler quickly stepped forward.
She opened the car door respectfully, reached out to take the car keys he handed over, and then drove the car into the exclusive underground parking lot neatly.
The people in the house were keenly aware of Feng Yizhou's movements, and a sound of light footsteps came closer and closer.
"Xiao Zhou Zhou, you're back!" A clear voice sounded, and a graceful woman walked out with elegant steps.
She was wearing a gorgeous silk dress, the hem of which swayed gently with her movements.
Her face is made up in exquisite detail, and her eyebrows and eyes are 70% similar to Feng Yizhou, revealing an innate nobility.
Feng Yizhou took a deep breath, trying to calm the irritation in his heart: "Mom, can you please stop calling me by my nickname!"
After hearing this, Luo Jingyun was slightly stunned, then she gently covered her heart with her hand, pretending to be sad: "Alas, the child has grown up, his wings are hard, even his own mother despises him!"
As she spoke, she blinked her eyes slightly, as if she would cry at any moment.
Feng Yizhou showed a trace of helplessness on his face and frowned slightly: "What's the matter why you called me back?" He looked away, as if trying to avoid his mother's overly enthusiastic gaze.
"It's all for your marriage. You're already grown up, and if you don't get married, how can your father and I save face? Even if you don't want to get married, bring me a daughter-in-law. It doesn't matter if it's a woman or a man!"
As Luo Jingyun spoke, she held Feng Yizhou's arm affectionately, as if she was afraid that he would slip away in the next second.
The mother and son walked side by side into the villa, their footsteps making slight sounds on the stone road.
"Mom, you talk too much!" Feng Yizhou knew that nothing good would happen when he came back this time. He sighed secretly in his heart, with a hint of complaint in his tone.
"In fact, your father and I both have very avant-garde ideas. We all know that young people today are different from before. Don't worry, we will accept you even if you bring a man back home!"
Luo Jingyun continued to talk incessantly, with a self-proclaimed enlightened smile on his face, his eyes fixed on Feng Yizhou, trying to catch a hint of emotional change from his expression.
Feng Yizhou was extremely helpless. His lips moved slightly, but he never responded.
It was not until the two of them walked into the spacious and bright living room that Luo Jingyun could no longer hold back and pulled Feng Yizhou to sit on the sofa.
His eyes sparkled with excitement: "Son, I actually think Jiang Mu is pretty good. You are the first to get the moon because you are close to him!"
When Feng Yizhou heard this, his originally calm face suddenly darkened, as if he had been forced to drink a mouthful of bitter medicine: "Mom, can you read less novels?"
"I'm just free, right? Tell me quickly, do you have any feelings for Jiang Mu? Almost all the employees around you are men, it's hard not to be misunderstood..."
Luo Jingyun continued to talk to himself, gesturing with his hands as he spoke, immersed in his own world of imagination.
At this moment, Jiang Mu, who was far away in Bishui Pavilion, was planning to lie down and have a good rest.
Suddenly, without any warning, he sneezed several times and his body shook violently.
He looked up with a puzzled look on his face and rubbed his nose with his hand: How come he has caught a cold at this early stage? It seems he needs to keep warm!
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