Chapter 96: Old Cow Eating Young Grass
When the waiter pushed the door open, Li Zekai was still shaking his head and jokingly saying, "I wonder how that little brat is doing now. Will he cry, make a scene, or even commit suicide again?"
The intricate and exquisite chandelier on the top reflects beautiful light, casting bright fragments on the ground.
As the noise came, everyone's eyes turned to the door and were stunned for a moment.
Ming Zhao's beauty is undoubtedly objective.
She has a delicate face the size of a palm, with exquisite and bright features, and curly hair that falls softly on her shoulders, giving off a satin-like luster. She is a truly noble and elegant young lady.
Like a graceful tulip, you can still smell its elegant fragrance even from a long distance.
Everyone was just discussing who could have won Zhou Tingyun, but now their eyes widened and they were amazed and convinced.
Moreover, these two people, who are obviously completely different, are strangely well-matched when standing together.
It just feels completely different...as if I've seen it somewhere before.
Many years had passed since that spring outing, and even though they felt the girl looked familiar, they found it difficult to recall.
So they quickly put aside their doubts and started to cheer enthusiastically.
"That's great, squad leader. Finally, the iron tree has blossomed."
"Sister-in-law, do you have any sisters? Can you introduce them to me?"
As they talked back and forth, Li Zekai slowly realized that something was wrong.
He was also dazzled by Ming Zhao at first, but the more he looked at him, the more his features and features resembled the little brat in his memory.
I was the one who made her cry, so the impression was particularly deep.
His heart skipped a beat, and Li Zekai couldn't believe it and shouted out loud.
"I asked you to bring your wife, but how did you bring your sister?"
His voice was too loud amid the heckling.
It was like a sudden thunderclap in the noisy rain, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
The space that was noisy just now suddenly became silent, as if time had stopped at this moment.
?
Sister? What sister? Which sister?
For a moment, countless doubts, puzzlement, and surprised glances flashed back and forth between the two of them.
Zhou Tingyun was very calm and introduced, "This is Ming Zhao, my fiancée."
After the words were spoken, everyone in the room was as quiet as if their mouths were sealed tightly.
Of course they knew Ming Zhao.
The pink stickers on the god of learning's notebook, the teeth marks that often appear on his knuckles, the word "my sister" that comes out of his mouth nine out of ten times, and the pink and pretty little dumpling during the spring outing.
It's so explosive.
It's really explosive.
No matter how hard one thinks, they would never have imagined that Zhou Tingyun's fiancée would be...
Isn’t this just an old cow eating young grass?
It's still the tender grass that has been raised since childhood.
Zhou Tingyun was already used to all kinds of animalistic looks, so he calmly took Mingzhao to sit down.
Li Zekai stared at the two of them, holding back for a long time, but couldn't help shouting, "Squad Leader!"
He stuttered a little, "Even if you can't find a girlfriend, you can't do anything to Xiao Zhao!"
“…”
Lu Tianchuan gritted his teeth and secretly kicked him, lowering his voice, "Can you sew up your broken mouth?"
What do you mean by "I can't find a girlfriend"? It's just a joke, but I actually took it seriously.
Can't they find it? It's obvious that this is a long-planned cultivation system!
"He's joking." Lu Tianchuan laughed dryly to smooth things over and quickly changed the subject. "Hey, why hasn't Old Zhang come yet?"
He tried his best to look towards the door, trying to hide his embarrassment.
Ming Zhao clenched his fingertips and quietly cast his gaze towards Zhou Tingyun, observing his expression, trying to see his emotional reaction from his look.
The man's face was calm and composed, his black eyes were clear and expressionless.
Or maybe he noticed her gaze and tilted his head slightly.
The calm lake water spread out a few gentle ripples, lightly swaying to the corners of the lips.
"What's wrong?" The voice was low and gentle.
Ming Zhao pressed his lips into a straight line, "...Nothing."
She just felt inexplicably depressed, like a sponge soaked in water, weighing heavily on her chest.
It was clearly a result that he forced himself, but Zhou Tingyun had to endure rumors and criticism.
The eldest son of the Zhou family, who is considered calm and prudent by outsiders, is now labeled with various obscure labels because of her.
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