Chapter 11 My Love Sister Is Real
The Zhou family's old house.
The simple, gray, and cold tones are depressing, the dead leaves swirl and fall to the ground, the walls appear particularly thick, giving people a heavy feeling.
After a quiet and silent breakfast, Mr. Zhou glanced at his most valued eldest grandson.
"Where's your little sister at the Ming family? Didn't you bring her here?"
When people reach a certain age, they are automatically bound to the matchmaker system. He said slowly, "There are quite a few young talents visiting me today. You should also check on that girl."
Zhou Tingyun said in a deep voice, "She is still young."
"She's still young, and you," Old Zhou said indifferently, twisting his beads, "You should be getting married. It's not right for you to stay with a sister who has no blood relationship with you every day."
"Do you think you'll have to bring someone over to live with you after you get married?"
These words were very unpleasant to hear. Zhou Qi'an's hands trembled and he wished he could disappear from the scene as soon as possible.
Everyone knows that the eldest brother treats Miss Jiaojiao from the Ming family as precious as the apple of his eye.
There is no way to say it.
Grandpa still insisted on stepping into the minefield.
Although it is understandable, after all, Mingzhao is known for her arrogance and domineering behavior. It would be strange for a feudal patriarch like my grandfather to have a good impression of her.
But, damn, he felt like he was freezing to death from the cold.
Shrinking his neck, Zhou Qi'an reduced his presence to the minimum.
"At your age, it's time for you to retire and enjoy your retirement." Zhou Tingyun didn't even raise his eyes, and his indifferent tone made it difficult to tell his emotions.
"Her marriage is taken care of by her parents, and it's not your turn as an outsider to interfere."
"you--!"
These words were even more unpleasant to hear. The old man was so angry that his face turned red. He covered his chest tightly with his hands and couldn't speak for a long time.
Zhou Qi'an was afraid that he would pout when he saw this.
Chen Lanfang quickly patted the old man on the back to calm him down. On the surface, she was giving him earnest advice, but in reality, she was gloating.
"Tingyun, how can you speak to grandpa like that? He cares about you too."
Naturally, Chen Lanfang disliked everything about Zhou Tingyun. Since he took office, all the power was in his hands, and even the benefits he could get were getting less and less.
"Besides, isn't it good to have our Zhou family as the gatekeeper? Is she the eldest daughter of the Ming family so precious that she is so arrogant that she doesn't even care about the Zhou family?"
Zhou Qi'an was anxious, "Mom!"
What are you doing!
Zhou Tingyun just looked at her indifferently, apparently calm and emotionless, but Chen Lanfang broke out in a cold sweat on her back.
"Today is Grandpa's birthday. There's no need to mention what Third Uncle did at the company."
Hearing this, Chen Lanfang's face turned pale. She subconsciously looked at Mr. Zhou, then quickly and panickedly looked away as if feeling guilty.
"You, what did you say? Tingyun, you can't say such nonsense."
Old Master Zhou glared at her with eyes full of anger. "What does he mean? What did that bastard do again?!"
The woman naturally tried to cover up and refused to admit it, and the whole place was in chaos for a while.
Zhou Tingyun didn't have time to pay attention to their argument, so he stood up and walked out.
The autumn wind is bleak, the gray tiles look particularly desolate and solemn, and the dry branches grow alone and randomly.
There are no golden ginkgo trees, orange-red persimmons, and bright red and plump pomegranates swaying on the branches.
Suddenly, the cell phone vibrated, breaking the silence.
He opened WeChat.
Note: I sent you two pictures of Xiaoguai’s cute cartoon avatar.
[Help me pick! Which lipstick shade looks good?]
The photo was just taken. Her nose is small and straight on her fair face, and her plump lips are painted with a layer of shiny cherry pink.
Ming Zhao has loved beauty since she was a child, so he was forced to take on the responsibility of dressing her up, from deciding which hairpins to match her skirts with in kindergarten, to deciding which lipstick and jewelry to match her makeup with later.
So much so that he is already familiar with nude, bright red, rose red, autumn and winter brown and so on.
but……
Zhou Tingyun looked at the time on the upper left side of the screen.
It's eight o'clock now.
He replied: [Both look good, the second one suits your look better]
After making the choice, he asked.
【Why did you get up so early today? 】
I usually sleep until midnight, and I get angry if I wake up early.
Xiaoguai: [Hey, guess what]
A trick of not wanting to tell the truth.
Zhou Tingyun sent a message saying, "Be careful when you go out and play," and put away your phone.
*
Lanti Mansion.
The ladies were well-dressed and drinking happily.
In addition to visiting Mr. Zhou and currying favor with the Zhou family, those who attended the birthday party also took this opportunity to expand their network.
Ming Zhao had her long hair tied up, and she was wearing a pure white satin long dress. She wore shiny pearls around her neck and a ruby bracelet around her wrist.
The huge pigeon blood ring makes her hands look even more slender and white, and she looks like a noble lady walking out of an oil painting.
But the feeling of stealing is very strong.
She pulled Lin Zhiwei through the crowd, hiding here and there, and found a corner, saying she wanted to give Zhou Tingyun a surprise.
Lin Zhiwei was speechless. Excuse me, who here doesn’t know her?
The eyes of the people around her were all on her, and the sounds of discussion were drowned out by the clinking of wine glasses.
Occasionally, there are new rich people who have risen to prominence in recent years. People wonder which family they are from. They are so beautiful and noble that they seem to be in a different league.
"Isn't that the eldest lady? Why is she here?"
"Nonsense, why can't Master Zhou's sister come?"
"It's not like they're related," the person said disdainfully. Suddenly, he thought of something and said jokingly, "Maybe... she's really my sweetheart."
"Wow," another person lowered his voice, "Are you crazy? Can you keep your voice down?"
"Isn't it?" He had been rejected by Ming Zhao before, and his tone was harsh. "Who knows what they do when they are together every day."
The man standing nearby listened to the entire discussion and his expression turned a little cold.
Transparent golden liquid flows in the wine glass, exuding a rich aroma.
Ming Zhao took a sip and listened to Lin Zhiwei telling her the gossip about wealthy families in recent years.
For example, a 70-year-old man died suddenly and his family property was inherited by his young wife who had just married into a wealthy family. There was also a beautiful love story between a wealthy wife and a handsome bodyguard. The real and fake daughters fell in love and bravely fought against the illegitimate children...
Ming Zhao was listening with great interest when a strange yet familiar voice sounded.
"Zhao Zhao."
She looked up and saw a cool and handsome face.
“…”
Although I knew Gu He would come, I still felt very bad when I met him so soon in such a big place.
To be fair, Gu He is indeed good-looking, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and sharp features.
In short, no one would attack her for having any problems with her aesthetic taste.
It was Shang Man who had repeatedly spitted at her and commented on Gu He very viciously—
There is a kind of hard-working tenacity to climb up regardless of everything.
But he killed his wife after he became successful.
How should I put it...
To some extent, it is also a prophecy.
Ming Zhao held the wine glass in his hand and said perfunctorily without any expression, "Long time no see."
Lin Zhiwei, who was standing by, widened her eyes with surprise.
She was not familiar with Gu He and had never paid much attention to his appearance before.
But today, when we met up close, I suddenly realized—
%￥#@Why do these eyebrows and eyes look so much like Zhou Tingyun at first glance? ?
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