Chapter 51: Too Nosy
Ming Zhao always likes to sleep in, and usually doesn't wake up until eleven or twelve o'clock on weekdays.
However, today was particularly abnormal. I woke up at nine o'clock, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't fall asleep.
The sky outside the window is blue and the floor is covered with sunlight.
She lay on the bed with her eyes open, her gaze fixed on the chat box. Zhou Tingyun said he would pick her up at 11 o'clock, and her not-so-nice mood eased a little.
Finally, at half past ten, she received a message from Lin Muqing asking her if she wanted to come out for dinner.
Just as I was about to refuse, Zhou Tingyun called.
"Zhao Zhao, I have an appointment at noon and can't pick you up. Can I send a driver to pick you up?" The man's voice sounded guilty.
Ming Zhao bit his lip, his heart filled with loss and grievance.
She took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress her emotions, said "oh" lightly, and then hung up the phone angrily.
He said he was coming to pick her up, but it turned out he was going on a blind date!
A liar who never keeps his word! A scumbag!
She never wants to trust him again!
Ming Zhao was so angry that he punched the pillow.
Seeing that the pillow was innocently dented by her, Lin Zhiwei reminded her, "That's my pillow, not your brother's."
Ming Zhao looked at her with a pout.
Okay, I’m going to bite the handkerchief again.
"Okay, okay, hit me a few more times to vent your anger." Lin Zhiwei coaxed.
Sitting alone for a long time, feeling depressed, Ming Zhao felt more and more aggrieved. He felt that his pretty face was about to become ugly, and decided not to let Zhou Tingyun, the bastard, affect his mood anymore.
It’s just a blind date, what’s so great about it?
She cheered herself up, dressed up beautifully, and prepared to have dinner with Lin Muqing.
After getting out of the car, I told the driver the address.
"Miss, aren't you going back to the old house?" the driver sent by Zhou Tingyun asked tentatively.
"No." Ming Zhao said firmly, his tone full of stubbornness and determination.
The scenery passing by the car window was beautiful. There was not a single cloud in the blue sky, like a clear and pure sapphire. However, Ming Zhao had no intention of appreciating it. He cursed Zhou Tingyun over and over again in his heart.
Soon, the car stopped at Songfeng Building.
The driver looked embarrassed for a moment when he saw the young lady walking towards the handsome stranger with a smile on her face.
If my husband knew about this, would his salary be deducted?
…
"I remember you used to love this shop's chestnut paste and pine nut pastry," Lin Muqing said considerately as she placed a small plate of pastries in front of her. "I wonder if the taste has changed."
Ming Zhao was a little surprised and blinked slowly.
"You still remember something that happened so long ago."
"After all, it's your favorite food," Lin Muqing said softly, her lips curved slightly. "Your brother must remember it too."
Ming Zhao was not happy about the mention of him. He puffed his cheeks and snorted, "You went abroad, and he's here every day. It would be a shame if he didn't know."
Hearing this, Lin Muqing looked a little gloomy.
"I'm sorry, Zhao Zhao." He suddenly spoke.
Um?
Ming Zhao looked at him in confusion, wondering why he suddenly apologized.
"When my father told me he was just going abroad for a few days, I didn't think much of it. But when he got abroad, I realized he just needed to stay out of the spotlight."
He was explaining to her why he left without saying goodbye.
Ming Zhao was stunned for a moment. In fact, the things that happened when she was so young had already become vague in her memory.
Maybe I really cried bitterly because of losing a friend, but the dust of time accumulated little by little, burying those strong emotions like sand.
"It's okay," Ming Zhao said with a smile, "I've forgotten about it a long time ago."
Her tone was relaxed and her smile was sweet and innocent, but her beautiful eyes lacked the intimacy and dependence of childhood.
Lin Muqing felt a little lost, as if there was a faint mist filling his heart, but he didn't say anything else.
After dinner, the two walked out of the private room.
"Zhao Zhao, weekend..."
He was halfway through his words when he noticed Ming Zhao suddenly stopped and looked in the direction he was looking at in confusion.
The man standing not far away was wearing a black coat, and the dark color made his face look slightly cold.
He was accompanied by several executives in suits and ties, as well as a striking mixed-race man with blond hair and blue eyes, who looked either wealthy or noble.
Ming Zhao frowned unhappily. How could it be such a coincidence?
Not wanting to see someone at all, she turned around and tried to slip away.
"Zhao Zhao." A familiar and steady voice sounded.
“…” Having been named, Ming Zhao had no choice but to turn back.
The mixed-race man keenly sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and his inquiring gaze shifted back and forth between the two of them.
Then, he stepped forward with a knowing smile, extended his hand gracefully, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "This must be my sister-in-law, hello, my name is Wei Yanze."
Ming Zhao: "...?"
Zhou Tingyun said calmly: "This is my sister."
The man was slightly surprised, "Oh my god, you two are nothing alike."
Such an authentic translation accent.
Ming Zhao shook his hand and explained, "It's not a kiss."
Wei Yanze suddenly understood and said with a meaningful smile, "I see, that's how it is."
He looked at Lin Muqing again, "Who is this?"
After Ming Zhao's introduction, he said something in French to Zhou Tingyun in a very teasing tone.
"It seems your cultivation-type little wife is about to be snatched away."
Zhou Tingyun responded in a light voice in French, "She understands."
“…” Wei Yanze looked at Ming Zhao in silence, feeling a rare embarrassment of having his underwear blown away in front of him.
Ming Zhao looked away considerately.
After coming out of Songfeng Tower and going their separate ways, Mingzhao got into Zhou Tingyun's car under the pressure of his gaze.
When there were only two of them left, the atmosphere became strangely tense and silence spread.
Finally, the man's slightly cold voice sounded.
"Why didn't you go home?"
Zhao lowered his eyes, playing with his fingers without raising his head, and responded nonchalantly, "Brother Mu Qing asked me to come out for dinner."
"You came out when he called you?" Zhou Tingyun's eyes were pale, and his voice was cold as if covered with a thin layer of frost. "I told you to go back, why didn't you listen?"
Ming Zhao was speechless, "You are too possessive of your sister."
She was furious at the thought of that face-blind foreign man mistaking her for his blind date. She muttered, "What a strange thing! He's so nosy."
Zhou Tingyun's expression became completely gloomy.
The veins on the back of his hand were slightly stretched, and his temples were stinging slightly, like fine needles piercing his nerves accurately.
Strands of pain are spreading.
After a while, he laughed.
"younger sister?"
Zhou Tingyun raised his hand and pinched her jaw, his dark eyes seemed to be filled with black mist.
From the moment he saw her standing with Lin Muqing again, he could no longer control his emotions.
When he was extremely angry, his voice became even more steady and calm, like the calm before the storm.
"Is there a sister who kisses her brother and gets him into bed?"
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