Chapter 122 You Shouldn't Have a Relationship
Once the person left, the air around seemed to relax a bit.
Zhou Yuze lowered his eyes, his eyelashes casting a small shadow on his eyelids.
He looked at Song Zhiwei's hand and asked softly, "Are you still angry with Huaizhi?"
Song Zhiwei's neck stiffened.
She didn't answer immediately, but turned her head slightly to avoid his gaze and whispered, "No."
He could feel that she had gone cold.
It wasn't the coldness in my body, but rather a sense of alienation that emanated from within.
In the past, her eyes would light up whenever she saw Mo Huaizhi.
Even through a crowd, you can spot him at a glance.
He suddenly remembered the diamond he had personally given to Qiao Yiqing.
He once thought that was fulfilling someone's wishes, letting go.
But later, Qiao Yiqing took it and turned away without looking back.
There was no gratitude in her eyes, only disappointment.
And what about her?
Will Song Zhiwei feel the same way, thinking about everything Zhou Yuze has done?
It's just exchanging one person for another?
She felt that his gentleness towards her was only a compromise because he had lost someone else.
The moment this thought crossed his mind, it felt like a heavy stone was pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.
It's only been a little over a month, less than fifty days.
But it seems she's drifting further and further away from him.
He smiled faintly, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.
"How are things between you and Sheng Tingzhou now? Are you together?"
Song Zhiwei paused for a moment, then shook her head.
"No."
It always feels a bit strange to talk about this kind of thing with my uncle.
Her ears felt slightly hot, and a faint blush rose to her cheeks.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yuze's lips curled into a slight smile.
The smile was so brief, so fleeting, that it was almost imperceptible.
It's good that we're not together.
But Song Zhiwei's heart was not as calm as it appeared.
She felt something pulling at her heart.
That was the deadline Sheng Tingzhou set for her.
A choice must be made in seven days.
She wasn't unaware of the necklace Chen Yun was wearing.
The thing was thin and silvery.
She and Sheng Tingzhou hadn't even started anything yet; there hadn't even been a formal confession.
Yet he could design bracelets for other women himself.
Even though he repeatedly emphasized that they were just friends and business partners.
But... isn't this going too far?
She was never truly favored by anyone growing up.
My father died early, and my mother remarried.
She grew up cautiously in her stepfather's house, never daring to laugh too loudly.
She was used to hiding her emotions and not competing or vying for anything.
That's why, once she falls in love, she longs to have someone who only has eyes for her.
The moment the thought crossed her mind, she bit her lip, her nails digging unconsciously into her palm.
She realized that she and Sheng Tingzhou weren't even friends.
What makes her think she should have expectations?
"Zhiwei, would you like to dance?"
Zhou Yuze's voice was soft.
Do you still remember the dance I taught you before?
She subconsciously looked up, her gaze just turning away.
Zhou Huaiqing was walking this way.
The tall figure approached step by step against the light.
Zhou Huaiqing never expected to run into her here.
His gaze swept between the two, noticing how close Song Zhiwei was to Zhou Yuce.
Their hands were almost touching, and his brow furrowed immediately, his eyes turning cold in an instant.
The gossip outside involuntarily flashed through my mind.
Those rumors that Zhou Yuze had ulterior motives towards his stepsister.
He has never believed in these things.
But the scene before him made his heart sink.
Yu Ce...could he really have some kind of connection with this stepdaughter?
He suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.
What kind of social standing did the Zhou family have?
The family, so prominent in the eyes of outsiders, is under constant scrutiny for every move they make.
If such a scandal were to break out, what would become of the Zhou family's reputation?
How can he, as the head of the family, explain this to his elders?
He strode forward and stood between the two without hesitation.
"Big brother."
Zhou Yuze's tone remained calm.
Song Zhiwei subconsciously pulled her hand back, her fingertips still warm from Zhou Yuze's gentle touch.
She lowered her head, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible.
"Uncle Zhou."
Zhou Huaiqing's gaze swept across her face, from her slightly reddened earlobes to her tightly pursed lips.
After a moment, he nodded faintly, his tone devoid of warmth.
“After you left last time, your mother has been in a bad state. She's like she's lost her soul, she can't eat, and she doesn't want to talk. What exactly did you say to her?”
He did have feelings for Xie Lingling.
Despite the fact that the marriage was controversial from the beginning.
He faced pressure to marry a divorced woman with a child.
There was much discussion outside, with people questioning whether he had been bewitched by beauty.
But he didn't back down, nor did he regret it.
But now, seeing Xie Lingling so distraught over a single meeting with her daughter, he couldn't suppress his anger.
Song Zhiwei paused for a moment, her fingers unconsciously tightening around the hem of her skirt.
She quickly explained, "I didn't say anything... really, we just talked about things from when we were kids, some old stories."
Zhou Huaiqing didn't delve any deeper, nor did he ask what they had talked about in detail.
His attention was no longer on the content of the conversation.
Instead, he stared intently at the inexplicable atmosphere between the two.
They were too close, closer than the usual distance between uncle and nephew.
"You, come with me for a moment."
Song Zhiwei's heart sank.
She could even hear her own heartbeat, thumping and pounding against her eardrums.
She was about to lift her foot, trying to take a step forward.
Zhou Yuze suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm.
He looked directly at Zhou Huaiqing.
"Brother, can't you tell me what's going on in front of me? Why do you have to call her over alone? Are you treating me like an outsider now?"
Zhou Huaiqing covered his mouth and coughed, keeping his voice extremely low.
"It's your sister-in-law's business. This matter... there are too many people watching, it's really not good to talk about it in front of everyone."
Song Zhiwei's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately sensed that something was wrong.
She dared not delay any longer and quickly said, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I have to go there. There might be an emergency."
As she spoke, she forcefully pulled her arm away.
At a time like this, if she really went with Zhou Yuze, Zhou Huaiqing would definitely think the worst.
Once a misunderstanding is formed, it is difficult to clear one's name no matter how much one tries to explain.
She didn't want to be misunderstood anymore.
Without hesitation, she turned around and quickly followed Zhou Huaiqing toward a quiet sofa in the corner of the banquet hall.
The two had just sat down on the sofa in the dim light.
The surrounding noise was immediately shut out, and Zhou Huaiqing's face darkened.
"What exactly is your relationship with Yu Ce? Explain yourself."
Of course, he would protect his own people more than his younger brother and stepdaughter.
Zhou Yuze was someone he had watched grow up; he was intelligent, self-disciplined, and had a bright future.
And Song Zhiwei...
She was just an outsider who married into the Zhou family, and they weren't even related by blood.
If there are any unclear or ambiguous signs...
He wouldn't mind taking action and nipping the problem in the bud.
No one will be allowed to tarnish the Zhou family's reputation.
Upon hearing this, Song Zhiwei felt as if something had suddenly pressed down on her chest.
She gripped her hands tightly on her knees, her fingertips slightly cold.
“Uncle Zhou, he is just my uncle in name only. There is nothing between us, and there will never be any inappropriate relationship between us.”
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