Zhou Ziqiong felt that fate was a very mysterious thing.
She had always wanted to go to Pengzhou.
At first, the conditions didn't allow it, because she knew that the Prince of Jin's men were always watching her. Until one day, those men were gone, and she was able to go to Pengzhou.
However, by this time she had already taken over the Zhou family's cloth business and created Huanhua Jade Brocade. The huge cloth workshop was under her control. She wanted to leave, but she no longer had the time.
It was this twist of fate that led to her legendary reunion with Jing Zhe.
She found it strange at first, because she had never considered matters of love over the years, even though people had been proposing marriage to the Zhou family, including the heir of the Prince of Yu, or her current stepmother who had always wanted to marry her off, she had never considered it.
She always felt that the reason she was so resistant to this kind of thing was because she had never seen her parents again, nor the little boy who stood under the peach blossom rain and said to them, "When I grow up, I will also shake peach blossom rain for my sisters." Every spring when the flowers were in full bloom, she would look at the peach blossoms covering the mountains and fields alone and smile foolishly.
Over the years, she had met powerful and wealthy men, as well as talented and handsome men, but she had never had any romantic feelings for any of them. In fact, after the first glance, she didn't want to look at them a second time, and her heart was completely devoted to the Zhou family's cloth shop business.
But when he first met Jing Zhe, he had a very strange feeling. It wasn't because he was good-looking, nor because he tried to save him but made a blunder—it was a subconscious sense of intimacy and identification.
So much so that when he said there would be a woman named Zhang Xiaoyu who was more capable than him in the future, she was still very unconvinced. The feeling was like jealousy. She didn't admit it at the time, but now she finally dared to face it. This feeling was jealousy!
Then came last night's lantern festival outside the moat, and the lantern riddle guessing and Lantern Festival poetry gathering at Juxianlou. It seemed every meeting was shrouded in legend, and Jing Zhe had all sorts of seemingly legitimate reasons for "touching her inappropriately," and just now it was even worse—he even caught her…
Thinking about all this made her very shy. What made her even more afraid to face it was that she subconsciously approved of his little actions—or at least she didn't reject them in her heart.
This made her feel extremely uneasy and even somewhat guilty.
When did I become like this?
When she heard the name "Jing Zhe" from his mouth, she felt as if she had just woken up from a dream, or as if she had been in another world.
At that time, she felt that he was the little boy she had been longing for.
Yes, that's him.
Now that it's confirmed, all her previous unease vanished, and she finally understood why she had that strange feeling and why she had never felt any reluctance—because he was her Zhe'er!
Thinking of this, Zhou Ziqiong felt much relieved, and her heart was filled with happiness. Then, she couldn't wait to take Jing Zhe's hand and leave Juxianlou.
At this moment, she had so many questions to ask and so much to say to him.
...
As Jing Zhe was led out by Zhou Ziqiong's hand, he naturally attracted a lot of attention from the people on the street, but Jing Zhe didn't care at all.
He is currently experiencing a great deal of inner turmoil.
Why are his encounters with his own sister always so... melodramatic?
Could this be the legendary fate?
Jing Zhe shook his head with a wry smile, but he could confirm that his older sisters were truly beautiful. At least the six sisters he had seen so far were all stunningly beautiful, and his seventh sister was the most beautiful when she was little, and she should be just as beautiful now that she's grown up…
It seems that his father, Jing Wenmao, has made a grand plan. He didn't just find seven adopted daughters; he clearly found seven stunningly beautiful child brides for him!
Faced with this, Jing Zhe seemed to have no better options than to accept it...
Next, Jing Zhe was taken to the Zhou residence.
The Zhou family mansion was quite large, with the entrance to the Zhou family cloth shop right next to the main gate. Both its scale and decoration were exceptionally grand, but there were only a few customers in front of it, a far cry from its size, making it seem particularly deserted.
The servants were quite surprised to see Zhou Ziqiong bring a man back, but Zhou Ziqiong didn't bother to introduce him and simply pulled Jing Zhe back to her boudoir.
As soon as they closed the door, they started asking questions.
Upon hearing the news of the passing of Jing Wenmao and his wife, Zhou Ziqiong began to sob. She had waited so long, but in the end, all she received was the news of her adoptive parents' death. How could she not be heartbroken?
Seeing this, Jing Zhe sat down next to her, reached out to wipe away her tears, then pulled her into his arms, gently patted her back, and offered words of comfort.
After about fifteen minutes, Zhou Ziqiong finally stopped crying on and off. She nestled in Jing Zhe's arms, looking more like a spoiled younger sister than an older sister.
Jing Zhe teased her on purpose, and after saying those words, Zhou Ziqiong got up from his arms and glared at him with dissatisfaction, saying, "What's wrong? Now that you have a wife, you can't even lie down for a bit?"
"..."
Jing Zhe was speechless for a moment.
Seeing this, Zhou Ziqiong had no intention of letting him off the hook, but continued to press on, saying, "And you're quite something! You said you only left Pengzhou last summer, but you've only been in Jingzhou for a short time, and you already have more than one wife?"
At this moment, Zhou Ziqiong put her hands on her hips, her words filled with jealousy.
"Hehe, hehe..."
Jing Zhe could only laugh awkwardly, not knowing what to say in response.
Zhou Ziqiong was very dissatisfied with his reaction and raised her eyebrows to ask, "Then let me ask you, besides this Zhang Xiaoyu, how many wives do you have?"
"..."
"Why aren't you answering? What, are you hiding something from your sixth sister? Or is it because you haven't seen each other for so many years and you've become estranged?"
At this point, Zhou Ziqiong seemed to have suffered a great injustice, and her eyes immediately reddened again.
Upon seeing this, Jing Zhe immediately waved his hand.
"No, no, even if I'm estranged from anyone else, I can't be estranged from my sixth sister!"
After Jing Zhe finished speaking, he quickly stood up, walked to Zhou Ziqiong's side, and put his arm around her slender waist. Zhou Ziqiong glared at him, but she wasn't buying it and pretended to shake his arm off.
However, she underestimated Jing Zhe's shamelessness.
She had just shaken off Jing Zhe's arm when he hugged her again, crossing his arms over her lower abdomen and pressing the lower edge of his arms tightly against Zhou Ziqiong's large, soft breasts. This made Zhou Ziqiong feel dizzy and infatuated, and her earlobes turned red.
She tried to shake off Jing Zhe's arm again, but this time Jing Zhe was prepared. He crossed his arms tightly, and no matter how hard Zhou Ziqiong tried, she couldn't shake them off.
Zhou Ziqiong glanced up at Jing Zhe, then, as if resigned, lowered her hands and pressed herself against him…
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