Chapter 4 Being a Brother, a Father, and a Mother
It was a frosty and moonless night when a light rain suddenly began to fall. A blue sign flashed by outside the car window, which was shimmering with water droplets.
The classic "I missed you so much in Beicheng" almost made Ming Zhao unable to hold back his laughter, but when he thought of the embarrassment of climbing down from Zhou Tingyun's legs just now, he immediately suppressed the corners of his mouth.
The quiet silence continued until the car stopped at Ming's house.
In the familiar empty villa, the warm and always-on lights are just decoration.
How can I not be qualified?
Zhou Tingyun alone occupied eighteen of her entire twenty-one years of life.
Before she was eighteen, she always thought that Zhou Tingyun had his father's surname and she had her mother's surname, and she never thought of any other possibilities.
Ming Zhao amused himself by thinking that family ties without blood ties were like loose sand, which would fall apart after just a few steps.
Her depressed mood disappeared when she saw the woman sitting in the living room, and her eyes were filled with surprise.
"Mommy!"
"mom."
Ming Zhao excitedly flew into the woman's arms.
Zhou Tingyun followed behind her and bent down to put her high heels in place.
Ming Zhao's mother, Ming Zheng, is the founder of Mingyue Group, whose businesses cover real estate, finance, culture and other fields.
She was away from home all year round due to her career and paid little attention to her daughter. Out of guilt, she inevitably spoiled her daughter a little and met her every material request.
Ming Zheng smiled and caught her, rubbing her head. "Are you having fun abroad? Do you have enough money?"
Ming Zhao answered each question obediently. After lying in his mother's arms for a while, he remembered his father. He looked around and asked, "Where's Dad? Didn't he come back with you?"
"He's very busy. He's still in a meeting."
The girl said, "Are you leaving soon?"
Ming Zheng coughed lightly.
"Baby, don't you like that game company very much? Mommy has already bought it. I'll let your brother accompany you to take a look someday."
Ming Zhao, who had guessed this would happen and was already used to it, wasn't too disappointed. She curved her eyebrows and said, "I know. Thank you, Mommy."
Autumn is dry, so my aunt brought out the lung-nourishing soup she had prepared.
Ming Zhao drank in small sips and listened to Ming Nutu's concern about Zhou Tingyun's recent work situation.
After drinking, she opened the suitcase and took out the gift.
Aunt Lin's, Uncle Wang's, Mom and Dad's...
Ming Zheng was very happy to receive the gift from her daughter, and transferred the money with a wave of her hand.
Suddenly noticing something, Ming Nutu tapped Ming Zhao's forehead: "Zhao Zhao, where's your brother's?"
"Of course I do." Ming Zhao smiled and took out a handbag. "I'm just worried that my brother won't appreciate the gift I gave him now."
"You kid, you're talking nonsense again." Ming Zheng slapped her hands in annoyance.
When I opened the paper bag, I found a cup inside that was of extremely rough workmanship but very pink in color.
She blinked and said, "I made this myself. You must keep it in the office and drink plenty of hot water."
Her voice was sweet and coquettish, and her bright eyes were full of cunning.
Ming Zheng looked at it for a long time, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"Baby, your brother is the chairman of Huayu after all. Don't you still want this face? You should keep it at home."
Her brows drooped.
"It's okay, Mom." Zhou Tingyun took the cup and said softly, "The office is too monotonous. It would be nice to spruce it up a bit."
“…Okay, okay, okay.” Ming Nutu waved her hands with a look of disgust.
"Just spoil her."
Although he said this, there was a hint of smile in his eyes.
After receiving a phone call, Ming Zheng was about to return to the company.
"Mom is leaving first," she instructed, "You must listen to your brother at home, okay?"
"I know, Mommy," Ming Zhao said in a discontented tone, "When have I ever been disobedient?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Tingyun gave him a cold glance with an unclear meaning.
Then Ming Zhao demonstrated against him with bared fangs and claws.
*
night.
Ming Zhao was wrapped in a soft and fragrant quilt, in a familiar environment. The rain outside the window was falling a little heavier, creating a very suitable atmosphere for sleeping.
Ming Nu Tu sent a message: [Oh, Xiaoguai, Mommy almost forgot, it’s Mr. Zhou’s birthday next week, remember to go with your brother]
Although Ming Zhao was reluctant, he agreed obediently, but he felt more resentful towards Zhou Tingyun in his heart.
Apart from meeting at banquets, they had almost no contact with the Zhou family, and now their social tasks had become even heavier.
After thinking about what gift to give for a long time, she still had no idea, so she reached out to take the water cup on the bedside table.
Empty.
There were two knocks on the door.
Ming Zhao lifted the quilt, put on his slippers, walked to the door and opened it.
"Aunt Lin?"
Seeing the empty cup in the girl's hand, Aunt Lin couldn't help but feel that Zhou Tingyun was so thoughtful as an older brother.
Their parents are not at home all year round. Apart from a few aunts, there are only the two of them and their brother in this huge villa. Although she takes good care of the family, she is never as thorough as Zhou Tingyun.
The younger sister forced the boy to grow up faster. He suddenly became a brother, a father, and a mother. He actually did a good job in all of them and raised her to be beautiful and noble.
Aunt Lin smiled and said, "I know Zhaozhao, you don't like going downstairs, so the young master specifically asked me to come and add water around this time."
Ming Zhao silently watched the small vortex formed by the water.
I used to supervise her to drink hot milk every night, but now it’s different.
Feeling the warmth coming from the cup wall, she asked, "What's the busy man doing?"
Aunt Lin's eyes lit up visibly, and she said hurriedly, "I'm still working in the study. I haven't had a good night's sleep in several days."
I had vaguely noticed that there were conflicts and estrangements between the two of them at the beginning, and I was very worried. But before I could find a way to reconcile, the eldest daughter went abroad.
She watched Zhou Tingyun become more and more depressed day by day, but his wife and husband just thought that it was due to the complicated internal struggles in the Zhou family and that he was under too much pressure.
Aunt Lin sighed inwardly.
Ming Zhao was stunned. "Has he always lived here?"
No way, the Zhou family doesn't even have a bedroom? Why are they so stingy?
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