T Country Manor.
The mellow wine has been exuding the aroma of fruit and wine since its brewing.
Zhizhi lay on the table and looked at the gardeners working hard in the distance, feeling a little envious.
She was wearing a light, green gauze and brocade pleated skirt, with a hairpin casually inserted in her hair. Her scattered hair would occasionally brush against her neck, making her look both lazy and charming.
Gardeners can usually leave at four in the afternoon. Soon, Zhizhi saw that they stopped working, took off their employee uniforms, and passed through the pupil scanner one by one. After repeated confirmation that it was their real self, they were allowed to leave.
Zhizhi sighed.
Needless to say, this was directed at her.
She lives an ascetic life here and cannot even use the internet.
All I do every day is eat and sleep, I can't go anywhere.
Under the watchful eyes of the housekeeper, she went downstairs to the audio-visual room and randomly clicked on a movie to watch.
Quan Suiyuan is not with her today.
The housekeeper said that a few days ago, a billionaire came to the house and insisted on seeing Master Quan Jiu. Quan Suiyuan was annoyed and finally went to see him with a cold face.
The movie was so boring that Zhizhi fell asleep halfway through it.
When he woke up, he found that she had returned to the room. The bathroom door with warm light on suddenly opened, and Quan Suiyuan walked out wearing a bathrobe.
He was thin and strong, 1.93 meters tall, with a broad back and a slim waist, a classic inverted triangle figure. When he saw Zhizhi, the corners of his lips curved up, and his eyes and brows showed a little more tenderness.
Quan Suiyuan stuffed the towel into Zhizhi's hand, lay on her legs openly, and motioned her to wipe herself dry.
"help me."
He was extremely calm, his voice was self-possessed and elegant, his crow-feather eyelashes trembled, and his eyes, as dark as ink, met Zhizhi's.
Judging from his appearance alone, he is obviously superior.
"People have three urgent needs, wipe them yourself."
Zhizhi rolled her eyes secretly, found an excuse in a distracted manner, threw away the towel, pushed him aside, got out of bed in a hurry and went into the bathroom.
Quan Suiyuan sat up, his eyes followed her, and the smile on the corner of his lips faded slightly.
He lowered his eyes to look at the towel beside the bed, which was half dry and half wet, spread out in a mess on the bedding.
Zhizhi waited inside for a long time, but didn't hear the sound of the hair dryer, so she tentatively opened the door.
Quan Suiyuan was no longer on the bed.
She pursed her lips slightly, and sure enough, she saw Quan Suiyuan answering the phone in the corridor.
Zhizhi hunched her shoulders, and Quan Suiyuan's voice was so clear and unclear that it was sometimes louder and sometimes softer.
"...The child is sick...Tell Aunt Zhang to go back...Call me if you have any problems."
The fuzzy voice stopped abruptly.
Zhizhi's heart suddenly skipped a beat. The orderly footsteps were approaching.
“You’re here…?”
"I'm on my period, you can sleep in the guest room."
Zhizhi suddenly threw the half-wet towel behind her at Quan Suiyuan, her little face full of anger.
"Don't bother me tonight."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door slammed shut and even locked several times.
Quan Suiyuan was holding the wet towel in a daze, his handsome eyebrows slightly frowned.
But he didn't go in in the end.
After three months in Country T, Zhizhi's mood has been getting worse and worse, and Quan Suiyuan can notice it.
He took a shallow breath, rubbed his forehead where the veins were slightly raised, and turned to go to the guest room.
His mother just called and said that the triplets caught a cold a few days ago, and the whole family was so scared that they took them to the hospital overnight.
Although the doctor said it was a minor cold, did not prescribe any medicine, and told him to go home and eat well, the Quan family still treated it as a serious threat.
Perhaps the anxious and panic atmosphere affected the children. These past few days, the triplets cried all day long, refusing to eat, and cried until midnight with their faces flushed before they slowly fell asleep.
The child's voice became hoarse from crying.
The Quan family was heartbroken.
The experienced aunt said that the child missed his parents.
Shen Chunqiu felt uncomfortable when he heard this, and suddenly remembered that Quan Suiyuan was away from his parents when he was a child, and practiced alone in the temple with the abbot.
She always suspected that it was because he had no parents by his side that Quan Suiyuan became cold and aloof, and could not tolerate anyone in his eyes.
Quan Suiyuan pondered for a moment, then asked Shen Chunqiu to ask Zhang Ma to come over for help. Zhang Ma was steady and had a way of taking care of children.
After a few days of this, the effect is obvious.
But after a while, the Quan family was very worried when they saw their three children vomiting rice porridge in an instant.
Why don’t you eat this?
They ate and vomited, vomited and ate again, and not much was eaten in half a day. They were not starving, but they were so hungry that they refused to eat.
Shen Chunqiu lowered his eyes, turned his back and made another international long-distance call.
Beep—
The call was connected soon.
She was filled with rage and was about to scold Quan Suiyuan, the evil creature, and curse him for having lost all his manners and upbringing!
This bastard!!
"Hello,"
At this time, a delicate and nervous voice came, and asked in a deliberately low voice,
"Excuse me, are you Quan Suiyuan's mother? Is the child sick? I—!!"
The phone was torn open and fell to the ground, the screen shattered into pieces, and the call was automatically hung up.
The cold voice seemed to be quenched with ice, and it said coldly in her ear,
"Xu Zhizhi, you secretly answered my call?!"
Zhizhi gasped in horror, a deep chill suddenly running from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, freezing her in place.
His warm hands touched her shoulders, but his movements were stiff and cold. He hugged her by the waist and walked out, while instructing his assistant,
"Quickly pack your bags and fly to the Arctic within an hour."
The assistant said yes repeatedly.
Quan Suiyuan's face was full of resentment, and it was hard to tell whether he was hurt or angry. He clenched his teeth tightly, as if he was biting the person in front of him, wanting to chew him into pieces.
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