Do not look at or listen to anything indecent.
ah.
Mo Zechuan opened the door a little and felt like he was hurt by the steam engine.
I had tinnitus, ear swelling, dry throat, and my eyes were covered with a layer of pink mist, which almost made me faint.
"You." Mo Zechuan swallowed his saliva. His brain had already frozen and he was trying hard to organize his words.
"Get out." Xu Jing glared at him fiercely and yelled, "You did this on purpose, didn't you? Get out of here now."
"I..." Xu Jing pushed and kicked the man out of the room, then changed into a pure black casual suit in the blink of an eye.
When he came out, the blush on his face hadn't faded yet. Mo Zechuan looked like he had done something bad, his eyes darting around from time to time, which made Xu Jing furious. He grabbed him and slapped him on the back a few times.
"Wow. You murdered your own husband." Mo Zechuan gasped in pain, tears in his eyes.
"Who is your real husband?" Xu Jing was so angry that he felt that his beating was not enough, so he kicked Mo Zechuan twice more, kicking him so hard that he hid far away from him. He was afraid that his shadowless kicks would indiscriminately attack and hurt his young heart again.
"Don't go." Xu Jing didn't even know anyone at the horse farm, and he was still counting on Mo Zechuan to take him back.
"Let's make it clear first, I won't touch you." Mo Zechuan felt like his feet were going to be crippled, his bones were almost broken by his kick.
Xu Jing snorted coldly and followed him into the car.
The car has been out in the sun all day and is still quite hot. Open the window to let some air in, it will be fine in a short while.
"Zhou Zhou, let's have dinner together." Mo Zechuan looked at the time. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon.
My goodness, he was so busy that he didn’t even have lunch and was just busy “returning to his roots”.
"Yeah." Xu Jing leaned back in the passenger seat, closed his eyes and rested for a while.
"Zhou Zhou." Mo Zechuan's face flushed red. He couldn't help but feel emotional when he thought of some scenes. Then, as expected, an accident happened. He reached out and touched his nose, and found that it was bleeding.
"Hand me the napkin."
Xu Jing opened his eyes, took out a few napkins and threw them to him.
Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw that he was bleeding from the nose. Xu Jing sneered, "What a loser."
It's just a piece of clothing, why are you bleeding from the nose like a college student?
"You wore it for Ning Su to see too?" Mo Zechuan, who had come to his senses, glared at him. He shouldn't try to make himself look like an experienced driver. He was ten years older than him, so he should be the driver.
"No." Mo Zechuan was delighted to hear that. Just as he was about to say something, he heard him ask sourly, "Who are you trying to seduce by wearing such a provocative outfit, the foreigner Pete?"
"Peter is 0." Mo Zechuan emphasized again, and then his face turned redder under his direct gaze. "Me, I like you like this. I wear that dress, wear it..." Seduce you.
It’s true that those who understand understand. Xu Jing doesn’t want to understand the meaning immediately.
He coughed and changed the subject. "We're old friends now, so nominally I have to call you brother."
"Dear brother?" After being glared at by Xu Jing, Mo Zechuan became obedient. "Well, why did you acknowledge Uncle Zhou?"
"Be a son."
Mo Zechuan braked suddenly, and if the two people were not wearing seat belts, they would definitely fly out.
"You, you, you..." Mo Zechuan said after he had recovered from his shock. "You really shocked me. Are you Uncle Zhou's son now?"
Xu Jing rubbed his red forehead and sighed. "Could you please drive properly, Third Brother Mo? I'm someone's godson now. My godfather said he'd take me to the ancestral temple to meet our ancestors this weekend and register my name there."
"What's your current ranking?" Mo Zechuan wondered if the Zhou family had gone crazy. Even if they were related, there was no need to acknowledge him as their godson.
The godson can nominally share some of the property, but it depends on whether Zhou Shaoheng is willing to give it to him.
But in Mo Zechuan's opinion, Zhou Shaoheng was a devoted man. He hadn't even seen any trace of a mistress.
If I rashly bring a godson back home, my jealous wife will inevitably think too much.
Besides, Zhou Shaoheng already has three sons, and if there is one more, it will cause a huge uproar.
Xu Jing said, "Ninth in rank, known as Zhou Xiaojiu."
Xu Jing also understood Mo Zechuan's concerns. He didn't want him to get involved in the mess, so he just wanted him to have a name in the Zhou family. But the reality was not as simple as he thought.
"When you bring me before Mr. Mo, you must be prepared to be at the mercy of others. Now that things have come to an end, I have no choice but to accept it."
Xu Jing patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother Mo, please treat me to a good meal. I'm starving."
"Okay." This sentence made Mo Zechuan so happy that he lost his mind. He didn't understand why his ordinary words could make him excited.
Never mind, let's go eat first. "Let's go to Bao Xin's and eat lobster?"
"No. Let's have something light, like Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine."
"That's fine." There happened to be a Jiangnan private restaurant nearby. Mo Zechuan often brought guests there and had already applied for a VIP card.
When the waiter inside saw Mo Zechuan, he knew that this rich old man had come again. After instructing him to park the car, the two got out of the car together and were welcomed in by the waiter.
Mo Zechuan entered a private room and handed him the menu. "Order whatever you want."
"Thank you, brother." Xu Jing's call warmed his heart. He reached out and touched his head. It was furry and the hair quality was good.
He tried to touch her again, but was glared at by Xu Jing. He withdrew his hand in frustration and said, "I'm going to wash my hands. You order."
After Xu Jing ordered some Jiangnan specialties, he took out his cell phone.
There was a place to charge the phone in the private room. After plugging in the charging cable, Su Luo called. "Where the hell have you been?"
"What is it?"
"Rehearsal." Su Luo was almost dying of anxiety. "Did you forget that the group stage is tomorrow?"
"Got it. I'll go back and practice more tonight. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now."
"Wait, Dudu..." Su Luo was so angry that she didn't even want to eat. She just complained to Ren Yan whenever she saw him.
"Neither of you are reliable. After Ning Su flew away, no one replied to my letter. Zhou Jinxi is the same. Why bother to have a good relationship? Your career is more important."
Ren Yan said with a half-smile, "With just a little effort, you've got the resources and status. It's much easier than going it alone."
"If you're like him, you don't know whether it will be a blessing or a curse. Get ready."
Three hours later, the person finally came back.
Xu Jing first returned to the dormitory, changed his clothes, and joined the rehearsal.
Ren Yan asked intentionally or unintentionally. "What happened?"
"Cousin, you don't know?" Xu Jing glanced at him and said sarcastically, "We're all from the same family group. Is it that difficult to find out what your cousin is saying?"
"Don't be so sarcastic." Su Luo came up and was about to pat someone on the shoulder, but Xu Jing dodged. "Train well."
"Yes, I'll listen to you. Jinxi, can you please pay attention to me?" There was a little mist in Su Luo's eyes, and she looked at him pitifully, which made Ren Yan's heart almost fall.
Ren Yan said, "Su Luo, don't..." He reached out to pull away, but Su Luo shook his hand off. "Get lost, I'm straight."
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