Feng Lun picked up Zhou Zi's book, looked at it, and said, "Zhou Zi has been doing well recently!"
God knows how long it has been since Zhou Zi hosted a show. To receive such recognition from the mayor, it is simply—
Zhou Zi felt extremely uneasy.
Feng Lun left, and finally this door god left.
Zhou Zi stayed in her chair, wondering what Feng Lun meant.
It seems that Ye Anning and Feng Lun are in the same group.
…
In the evening, Ye Anning came to Feng Lun's residence.
"Did you give the video to Zhou Zi?" Feng Lun asked.
"I did as you, Secretary Feng, said. Now Zhou Zi has moved out of Jiang Jingcheng's house. It seems that she has fallen into a trap. She already had a grudge against Jiang Jingcheng, and now it can't be relieved. It's frost on the snow! I did everything you asked me to do. I beat her up and made her a rat crossing the street, everyone shouting at her to kill her. I pretended to have just met Zhou Zi and gave her the video. When are we going to divorce?" Ye An Ning said.
"No rush." Feng Lun said, "Good people always have to be humble. I used to give in to Jiang Jingcheng because I didn't have that much power. Now - firstly, I still have to rely on her performance. She's just causing trouble for me and blackmailing me. I have to have something to blackmail her with. Also, I want to change women now, and I have some power in my hands."
Feng Lun sat on the sofa and said.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Anning. "Divorced daughter, don't worry. Sometimes you still need this marriage certificate."
…
It's almost been a month since the holiday.
Zhou Zi hasn't seen Jiang Jingcheng for four or five days, but she video chats with Wanwan every day.
The effect of watching a video is different from meeting a real person.
A few days before her birth, Zhou Zi was particularly nervous because she had to have another prenatal checkup.
This time, I will have a four-dimensional color ultrasound to check the condition of the baby in my belly. I am already a month old.
She was very nervous, and she was nervous every time she had a prenatal checkup.
Moreover, in winter, the aroma of dumplings wafts through every household. Zhou Zi has been obsessed with eating vegetarian dumplings with three fresh fillings: eggs, black fungus, dried shrimps, and shrimps.
Just thinking about it makes my mouth water and I really want to eat it.
Moreover, she couldn't stay in her room and often walked around.
Qiao Ke doesn't know how to make dumplings with three fresh fillings, so during the Spring Festival in previous years, the three of them would eat dumplings in a restaurant.
Zhou Zi is pregnant again and doesn't want to move.
The quick-frozen dumplings sold outside don’t taste like the three-fresh filling at all.
That delicious taste——
Zhou Zi didn’t like dumplings with three fresh fillings before, but maybe her taste changed after she became pregnant.
She told Qiao Ke that she wanted to eat.
"What can I eat? I'll order takeout for you?" Qiao Ke said.
"The takeaway food has no taste!" Zhou Zi was almost crying with greed.
She suddenly thought of Jiang Jingcheng. He once told Zhou Zi that no matter what happened, she should tell him, because at least he had a better solution than Zhou Zi.
Moreover, as a grown man, he can do anything easily, and he has an aunt at home.
Zhou Zi sent him a WeChat message: I want to eat dumplings with three fresh fillings, eggs, black fungus, dried shrimps and shrimps, but my mother doesn’t know how to make them. Can you think of a way to send some to me?
On the other end, Jiang Jingcheng received the message and replied: There are quite a lot of problems.
Zhou Zi was a little unconvinced.
I've been pregnant for so long, isn't this just the time?
"Yes or no?" Zhou Zi asked.
"In an hour."
Zhou Zi was overjoyed, because Jiang Jingcheng had many more ideas than hers.
An hour later, Jiang Jingcheng arrived and brought Zhou Zi some delicious dumplings.
Zhou Zi ate in the living room of her home, wolfing down the food.
Jiang Jingcheng had been sitting opposite, legs crossed, watching Zhou Zi eat.
Qiao Ke has returned to her room.
The child's father brought food to the child's mother, and she couldn't stop it even if the two families had a huge feud.
Zhou Zi no longer cared about her eating manners.
"It's snowing!" Jiang Jingcheng said suddenly.
"Hmm?" Zhou Zi looked up and asked, puzzled. The confusion in her eyes made her look particularly naive.
Jiang Jingcheng raised his head toward the window.
"It's almost spring, and it's snowing heavily." Jiang Jingcheng said to the window again.
Zhou Zi sat on the sofa, with her back to the wall, the window, and the sudden heavy snow.
She looked behind her a little slowly, and sure enough, it was snowing heavily, with heavy snow falling like goose feathers.
Zhou Zi was very happy.
"Did you like snow in the past?" Jiang Jingcheng asked.
Zhou Zi was looking at the snow, her mind untouched by Jiang Jingcheng's question. "Yeah, I like it. I look forward to snow every day. But I haven't seen snow this heavy in years!"
"Even after getting married, I still couldn't fulfill this wish," said Jiang Jingcheng.
When Zhou Zi heard this, she suddenly felt sad.
"Isn't it autumn when we get married? How can it snow in autumn?" Zhou Zi's tone softened.
"That winter, I stood in the snow for a whole night, wanting to see the snow and night view of Jiangcheng clearly for you. It was the heaviest snowfall in Jiangcheng in ten years. I stood in the snow all night, but I didn't understand why you suddenly left. I thought you would suddenly appear by my side on that snowy night, even if it wasn't for me, but for the snow! You said it was for Qiao Zhengye. You were already married, and it was unlike you to suddenly run away." Jiang Jingcheng seemed to be talking to himself.
Zhou Zi's heart suddenly tightened and she felt like crying.
Fortunately, she had her back to Jiang Jingcheng and he couldn't see her expression.
Zhou Zi’s mind was no longer on the snow.
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