Chapter 9 Husband, say something, husband
How can that be!
Ming Zhao only allowed the officials to set fires but not the people to light lamps. At this moment, he glared at him angrily.
"No, you are not allowed to change it! Zhou Tingyun, why are you so stingy?"
Zhou Tingyun looked at her pretty face with a self-righteous look, her round eyes with slightly upturned corners, she was spoiled and willful, and she even blamed others for being spoiled.
Before he could say anything, she pulled him down and pushed him onto the sofa.
"Hand over your phone now. I want to check it."
Ming Zhao started searching the person with great vigor.
The soft fingertips lingered from his chest to his waist without any scruples. He breathed heavily and rubbed his temples, resisting the urge to push her away.
If he stopped her, she would make a fuss; if she tried to speak, her mouth would be covered. Zhou Tingyun anticipated her thoughts, and her red eyes and falling tears appeared in his mind.
I was afraid that I would make her so angry that she would run away abroad for three to five years and not come back, so I could only let her touch me as she pleased.
The girl moved closer and closer, her fluffy hair rubbing against his chin, and finally she simply sat down, almost nestling her whole body in his arms.
But it won’t take that long to find a phone.
Zhou Tingyun lowered his eyes and saw the words "deliberate revenge" from the corner of her slightly raised lips.
He let her be happy, looked away and didn't expose her.
Finally, the troublemaker stood up and proudly showed off the phone he had obtained.
Point the screen at his face to unlock it, then click on WeChat.
When Ming Zhao saw the pinned post, his eyes curved.
But the next second, his eyes moved to the notes.
“…”
"Ming, Zhao?"
She gritted her teeth and spoke word by word.
"Zhou Tingyun! Is this what you noted for me?"
…
The moment she asked the question, she suddenly realized that Zhou Tingyun had started calling her Mingzhao with her full name since some time ago.
Then gradually, the word "Zhao Zhao" appeared less and less.
Now even the remarks have been changed, it's even more unfamiliar than a stranger.
For a moment, feeling suffocated, confused, and sad all piled up in my chest.
Her heart was filled with emotions, yet she felt even emptier. The person who held her hand, called her "little darling," and asked her if she wanted ice cream had long since disappeared.
Ming Zhao seemed to realize for the first time the price of growing up. Even though she tried every possible means to make the relationship return to the way it was before, they were still drifting apart.
Is it because there is no blood relationship?
The grievances came flooding in like a tide.
Ming Zhao restrained his expression, stood up without saying a word, walked to the dining table and sat down.
Aunt Lin had just brought out the dishes when she noticed something was amiss in the atmosphere, and her heart skipped a beat.
I hope we won’t quarrel again.
She hurriedly scooped out a small bowl of hot and fragrant chestnut and red bean paste, placed it in front of Mingzhao, and tried to smooth things over with a smile.
"I know you like it, so your brother asked me to make it. Come and try it."
Even if he was angry, it was not easy to offend Aunt Lin, so Ming Zhao reluctantly picked up the spoon and took a sip.
The soft-cooked chestnuts and red beans were sweet and fragrant, but she was in no mood to savor them, and she couldn't help but choke on them.
"Who wants him to be fake and kind?"
Zhou Tingyun put his phone away and sat next to her.
Ming Zhao was concentrating on eating, ignoring him, and didn't even touch the food in his bowl.
"I'm done eating." He put down his chopsticks after a while.
She had no appetite, so naturally she didn't eat much.
"Zhao Zhao." Zhou Tingyun said in a deep voice.
"Don't call me that." She became even angrier after hearing that, and stood up and turned to leave.
Zhou Tingyun grabbed her wrist, but was pushed away again.
“…”
Ming Zhao quickly unilaterally started a cold war with Zhou Tingyun.
I met him in the corridor and walked around him expressionlessly, avoiding his helping hand when I was getting water.
From time to time, she would say a few sarcastic words to him.
Aunt Lin saw this and couldn't help but advise Zhou Tingyun, "Zhao Zhao is easily deceived. You can just coax her and it will go away. Why make her unhappy?"
Ming Zhao grew up under their care, and was pampered without ever suffering any grievances. In the past, the young master always granted her every request.
Aunt Lin sighed. Now even she felt that the young master was not as considerate as before, let alone the sensitive eldest daughter.
"Auntie Lin, she's not a child anymore."
Zhou Tingyun said calmly.
Some things that were possible in the past are no longer appropriate now.
Aunt Lin felt helpless. "You were reluctant to let the young lady go abroad, and now that she's back you're not getting along well with her. If she gets angry and runs away again, it will be too late to regret it."
The palms and backs of the hands are all made of flesh, and Aunt Lin couldn't bear to see Zhou Tingyun's increasingly depressed look.
"How many four years are there in a lifetime? The little girl changes every day. How many days of her growth have you missed?"
There was no change on the man's face, but his hand holding the water glass tightened slightly.
At night, he was still standing at the door of Mingzhao's room with milk.
The Do Not Disturb side of the sign was facing him, and the expressions drawn on the side were full of anger.
Zhou Tingyun raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Zhao Zhao?"
No response.
He turned on his phone and sent a message.
The spare key is in my hand.
Ming Zhao: "..."
She cursed him for being shameless in her heart, and even the sound of her footsteps on the floor exuded dissatisfaction. She pulled the door open with force.
He looked at the milk in the glass expressionlessly, picked it up and drank it all in one gulp, put it back and closed the door.
The implementation of the last link failed.
Zhou Tingyun raised his hand to block it.
Seeing that he almost pinched his hand, Ming Zhao was very annoyed and vented his anger at him, "What are you doing? It's useless to use the torture method on me. I don't know you well."
He kept asking, "Who are you?" and "I don't recognize you."
"I'm going to the Zhou family's old house tomorrow," he said in a gentle voice, "Call me if you need anything. Be careful when you go out to play."
His attitude of seeking peace was obvious, but she would not give him face.
"Oh," Ming Zhao said calmly, "I understand, Mr. Zhou. I won't disturb your love and affection in the Zhou family."
Every word was filled with sarcasm.
He had long known her ability to hold grudges, so he said helplessly, "Zhao Zhao."
She corrected ruthlessly, "Ming Zhao."
"I'm going to sleep now. Mr. Zhou, please go back. I won't see you off."
Ming Zhao raised his hand and pushed the person out hard, then slammed the door.
Back in bed, she continued to complain to Lin Zhiwei.
Lin Zhiwei: [Normal siblings are like this. It's good enough that they don't fight to the death. Look at the Lu siblings from next door in Jing City. Tomorrow you water my company's money tree, and the day after tomorrow I steal your official seal. This is already a wonder in the world.]
Lin Zhiwei: [What else do you want him to note for you, baby?]
Ming Zhao didn't care about that and said angrily: "Lin Zhiwei, whose side are you on?"
Ming Zhao: [He's using both his first and last name now! At least it should be Zhao Zhao, but what did he write? Ming! Zhao! Am I working for some company? I'm his beautiful, lovely, and kind sister!]
Ming Zhao: [What's wrong with being a baby? That's ridiculous! Am I unworthy of being called a baby? I want to declare to the world that even if you're 21, you still have the right to be a baby!]
Ming Zhao was filled with anger, her fingertips tapping on the screen. Suddenly, a window popped up, but she didn't pay attention and sent it directly -
[Hey, husband, please say something, husband]
…
Son of a bitch:【? 】
Ming Zhao stared at the phone screen in a daze, dumbfounded.
Help, how could she accidentally send it to Zhou Tingyun!
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