17 If you are capable, why would you run away from home?

"It's not really running away." He didn't lie. After all, when others run away from home, it's because they don't want to stay there anymore. He was just fleeing, which couldn't be considered running away.

After learning the whole story, Lu Zhou nodded as if he understood, but it was obvious that what he understood was different from what Wen Zihuan wanted to express.

"Then let's just get a divorce!"

"Divorce?" Wen Zihuan's jaw dropped to the ground. "

Don't want to get a divorce?"

"The Zhou family will never agree to

it." "What if I can help you?" Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows and said. Although he was usually laughing and joking, he was very serious when he said this, and his expression was rarely serious.

"Forget it." Wen Zihuan shook his head, picked up his bag and prepared to leave. "

Where are you going?"

"Looking for a place to stay." He told the truth, even though he didn't know where to find it.

"Do you have money to stay in a hotel?"

Lu Zhou's words hit the nail on the head. Wen Zihuan wanted to say yes, but if he said that, he couldn't justify not being able to pay the phone bill. He was as smart as a fox and would definitely be able to see how poor he was.

"I'm going to a friend's house." He made up an excuse in a hurry.

Wen Zihuan didn't give Lu Zhou a chance to refute further. He said thank you for the phone bill and would definitely pay him back later, then trotted away.

Seeing Wen Zihuan avoiding him like he saw a ghost, Lu Zhou gave up the idea of ​​continuing to chase him, but he still sent two people to follow him. After all, Wen Zihuan looked like the type who had been kept at home all year round and could do nothing outside. It was not easy for something to happen to him if he wandered around alone.

In fact, Wen Zihuan kept looking back secretly while jogging, worried that Lu Zhou had caught up with him.

Although he was very grateful from the bottom of his heart that he helped him to recharge his phone bill, it was a bit too much.

But one thing is for another, this guy usually doesn't speak or do things honestly when Zhou Jingbai is around, not to mention that he ran away from home and had nowhere to go.

He felt that if he continued to stay by his side, his personal safety would be threatened.

Now that he was out of danger for the time being, the next thing to consider was where to stay. Now he had phone bills, but that was just phone bills.

So it was definitely not realistic for him to stay in a hotel without any money. Wen Zihuan thought about all the people he could think of in his mind.

He had a pretty good relationship with people in school before, but that was three years ago. Because of his parents' affairs, he suddenly dropped out of school and moved directly into the Zhou family not long after.

At first, some of his former classmates did ask about his current situation, and a few close friends were quite curious after learning about his current relationship with Zhou Jingbai.

But Wen Zihuan couldn't really explain why the two of them suddenly got married when they had never seemed to be together before, so he just found a few excuses to get by.

As time went by, these classmates no longer kept in touch. Even if they had a good relationship before, so many years had passed.

Some of them must have become successful in their careers, while others might still be continuing their studies. In short, they couldn't find anyone to go to temporarily for shelter.

Wen Zihuan was thinking about whether he should find a bridge hole to spend the night when his cell phone, which had not been active for a long time, suddenly rang. There was a message.

He was excited for a long time, but he didn't dare to turn on his phone. He just looked at the message prompt on the lock screen page.

It was indeed sent by Zhou Jingbai. He also wanted to know what was sent, but he was also afraid at the same time.

Before he could come up with a result, the second message came again, and then the third.

Wen Zihuan really didn't have time to be afraid now. He hurriedly unlocked his phone and opened WeChat.

All those messages were from Zhou Jingbai. He clicked on them with trembling fingers.

The content of the message was not as harsh as he imagined.

How could he run away from home?

Come back within an hour.

One minute late will have consequences.

Although none of the three messages were scolding him, Wen Zihuan now hoped that he could scold him severely.

After all, if he scolded him, he would always know how angry he was and what he was most angry about. Now he knew nothing about these things, only the three short sentences in front of him.

Wen Zihuan had used up all his courage in sneaking out this time, so when he saw Zhou Jingbai stipulated that he had to go back within an hour, he ran back very spinelessly.

He was really running, after all, if he didn't run he would definitely not catch up.

Although he didn't dare to stop for a moment, he still got home half an hour late.

He looked at the villa door that couldn't be more familiar but he still didn't dare to go in, as if there was a devil inside.

Zhou Jingbai is now more terrifying than the devil!

Wen Zihuan rubbed his hands for a long time until they turned red, but he didn't dare to reach out to press the doorbell. As a result, the door opened by itself the second minute he hesitated.

The person who opened the door was Butler Liu. He then remembered that there was a surveillance camera installed at the door, and if someone came, there would be a prompt inside.

"Madam, you are finally back. We thought you had an accident outside." Although Butler Liu was worried about him, this point could not be seen from his expression at all.

"What time is it now?" Just as he was about to say thank you, Butler Liu said this coldly from behind.

Wen Zihuan shuddered and stepped back subconsciously.

"Come to the room." Zhou Jingbai threw down this sentence and turned to go upstairs without giving the former any chance to speak.

Wen Zihuan stood there trembling for a long time without moving.

"Madam, the head of the family just asked you to go to the room and say something." Butler Liu stepped out at this time and repeated his words considerately.

"Okay." Of course he heard what was said just now, but his legs were not obedient. Although his mind was thinking about going upstairs immediately, his body was telling him not to go up.

There was murderous aura...

He finally went to the room, but it was already ten minutes later.

"Count how many minutes I'm late for home." This was the first thing Zhou Jingbai said after he entered the room.

"I didn't come back late on purpose. That place is too far from home, and I didn't have money for a taxi. It took me some time to find the bus."

"Just answer my question. No need to say anything extra."

"Thirty-two minutes." Wen Zihuan almost counted the seconds as he ran back, so he knew exactly how many minutes he was late.

[Why did he ask so carefully, and he had to be precise to the minute? It's over, it's over. He's not going to hit me this time. There's really a ruler at home. It seems to be passed down in their family. I remember seeing it last time when I secretly looked at his collection of vases.]

Zhou Jingbai was already angry, and when he heard that Wen Zihuan had time to slack off at this time, he stood up from his chair.

Wen Zihuan almost fell to his knees with his legs weakened. "Honey, I will never run away from home next time."

"And next time?"