Chapter 50 Scumbag
Zhou Tingyun's black eyes were as quiet as haze.
Those desires that had been suppressed with great effort spread up between the entanglement of breaths, and were suppressed again.
This is his little follower, his troublemaker, his sister.
He could certainly indulge her mischief and tolerate her novel ideas, but what about her? Could she bear the possible consequences?
Zhou Tingyun looked at her coldly as she held his hand and rubbed it against her cheek affectionately, like a kitten with its head tilted.
In fact, he is a cunning fox.
Beneath the well-behaved appearance lies rebellion.
He felt it necessary to have a good talk with his sister, whose heart had gone wild while living abroad.
The family meeting between siblings is tentatively scheduled to take place in the brother's study.
Zhou Tingyun went to answer a phone call and deal with work matters first, while Mingzhao sat bored in his large office chair, supporting his chin with one hand and swiping the mouse with the other hand.
Her eyes inadvertently fell on the synchronized message on the computer screen. She just glanced at it casually at first, and then she slowly put her hand down.
It was sent by Ming Nutu, so he went to have a meal with the daughters of relatives and friends.
The time is tomorrow at noon.
And he replied with a good.
Her eyes were fixed on the reply time, and her expression gradually became ugly.
When Zhou Tingyun returned to the study, Mingzhao was gone.
He opened the door, but there was no one there.
The familiar scene made his heart sink inexplicably, as if he was immersed in cold sea water with a stone, and breathing became increasingly difficult.
He strode towards the cloakroom and felt a little relieved when he saw her favorite bag still lying there in a mess.
When the aunt saw him coming downstairs, she hurried forward and said, "Sir, the young lady said she is staying at a friend's house for one night today."
The man was calling her on his cell phone and frowned when he heard her. "Which friend?"
"I think it's Miss Lin Zhiwei."
Zhou Tingyun didn't know if she had told her aunt the truth. Listening to the beeping on the phone, his irritation grew stronger. Every second of waiting seemed to stretch infinitely longer.
Finally, she answered the phone.
Zhou Tingyun's heart finally calmed down when he heard the familiar and delicate "Hello?"
He asked, "Why didn't you tell me you were leaving?"
"You're not working." Her voice seemed to come out of her nose.
He knew it was an excuse, but he didn't continue to dwell on the issue. Instead, he asked her why she suddenly wanted to move out.
Ming Zhao answered bluntly: "Because I don't want to see you for the time being."
"Zhao Zhao," he said helplessly, "I don't mean to lecture you, just talk, okay?"
She refused to budge and said firmly, "None of your business is my business."
Hearing her say this, the man's voice instantly turned cold, "Ming Zhao."
"Why? You are not my real brother, why do you care about me?" Ming Zhao did not give in and responded sharply.
The aunt looked at Zhou Tingyun's expression and silently took a few steps back. It was really scary. Only a young lady could let a gentleman do this.
The man closed his eyes slightly, trying to calm himself for a few seconds, and then he spoke slowly.
"Zhao Zhao, I'm eight years older than you. Sometimes, I really don't understand the thoughts of girls your age. If I've accidentally made you angry, I apologize."
After he finished speaking, only the sound of slight breathing could be heard from the other end of the phone.
Noticing her attitude softening, he continued to compromise, "Just have fun with your friends tonight and relax. I'll pick you up tomorrow, okay?"
After a moment of silence, Ming Zhao finally hummed.
Then, he suddenly asked, "What time will you come tomorrow?"
Hearing her ask this, Zhou Tingyun's tone instantly softened, and he discussed with her in a gentle voice, "How long do you want to play? Do you want to go home for lunch?"
"..." After a while, the person on the other side made another soft "hmm" sound.
Zhou Tingyun was finally relieved. "Then I'll pick you up tomorrow at noon."
*
On the other side, in the charming room, the crisp sound of a cell phone suddenly rang, instantly breaking the ambiguous atmosphere.
Lin Zhiwei pushed away the man who was kissing her and reached for the cell phone not far away on the sofa.
After picking it up and seeing the message, she raised her hand to pull up her bathrobe. Her movements were neither hurried nor slow, yet they were elegant and lazy in a unique way.
She said casually, "You go back first."
When the man heard this, his expression instantly became extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "How about you two just be together?"
Lin Zhiwei lazily stood up, picked up the wine glass beside her, took a sip, and then looked at him sideways.
"Why, you want to break up? Ok."
Her tone was relaxed and indifferent, as if breaking up was just a trivial matter to her.
A moment later, there was a loud "bang" and the door was slammed shut.
Lin Zhiwei acted as if she didn't hear anything and yawned nonchalantly, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with her.
Ten minutes later, Ming Zhao came into the room.
She asked puzzledly, "Is your neighborhood safe? I just came in and saw someone who seemed to have some mental problems."
Lin Zhiwei was drinking and almost choked when he heard this. Then he laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.
She laughed and said, "That's my ex-boyfriend."
"Ah? Oh." Ming Zhao opened her refrigerator familiarly, took out a drink, and sat down on the sofa.
His eyes accidentally caught sight of the kiss mark on her neck, and he suddenly realized something.
"Lin Zhiwei, you're using me as an excuse to break up again???"
Lin Zhiwei shrugged, "You asked for it yourself, it's just a matter of convenience."
“…”
The two of them sat on the sofa watching TV series, with the table full of midnight snacks. In the second half of the night, they said a lot of bad things about others.
Lying down on the bed, Mingzhao saw a message from Zhou Tingyun asking her if she had slept.
Then my thoughts turned to the time when he replied.
She had just woken up at that time and moved subconsciously.
Zhou Tingyun patted her back and said it was only seven o'clock and asked her to sleep a little longer.
She was asleep, but what about him?
What a scumbag, he still replied to her blind date messages while hugging her.
Thinking of this, she became furious and didn't want to pay any attention to him.
The other party directly called me via video.
She hung up without hesitation, and he called again.
However, not long after, Ming Nutu sent a message.
[What's wrong, baby? Did you have a fight with your brother? Why didn't you answer his call? ]
Ming Zhao: "..."
So insidious, even bringing up Mommy.
[No, Mommy, I wasn’t looking at my phone just now.]
She had no choice but to agree to Zhou Tingyun's video request.
"Why don't you turn on the camera?" he asked.
Ming Zhao said coldly: "I'm still angry."
The other party was helpless and asked, "Can you tell my brother the reason before sentencing?"
She was cold-blooded and ruthless: "No."
"Okay, then what should I do to calm Zhao Zhao down?"
Ming Zhao lay down, covered himself with the quilt, and refused to cooperate.
"I'm going to bed. Bye."
Zhou Tingyun had no choice but to say good night to her in a gentle voice, and then listened to her ruthlessly hang up the phone.
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