Chapter 32 Can You Please Be Faster?
The Sleeping Fire Lotus was taken care of by Chen Zan. It was raining outside today, so it was not suitable to move it outside.
After a while, it was noon and a servant came to cook.
The servants probably knew that the owner of this private house was of great importance. For servants in a house like this, the key was to watch and listen less and just do their job well.
So the servants who come to cook rarely talk.
The drizzle fell on the bluestone slabs in the yard, as if soaked in mist. Green bamboos were planted in the south-west direction of the yard, swaying in the wind.
She stood under the eaves and watched for a while. She heard footsteps behind her. She thought it was Zhang Qing who had just returned from a phone call. She didn't turn around, but couldn't help but ask curiously, "Secretary Zhang, I heard that planting bamboo in the yard is a taboo. The Zhou family is a wealthy family, so they must be very particular about this. So, are there any feng shui considerations for the bamboo here?"
"In feng shui, bamboo is indeed considered a yin plant. However, the bamboo here faces south-west, because the southwest is associated with fire, which can neutralize the yin of bamboo and achieve balance."
Zhou Jingyu's cold voice came from behind. Chen Zan was startled and turned around to look. Zhou Jingyu was wearing a black coat with a dark gray three-piece suit underneath. It was obvious that he had just returned from a formal occasion.
The lenses on his face covered the sharpness in his eyes, and his thin eyelids half-closed as he glanced at her, revealing the enchanting mole.
During the few seconds when their eyes met, Chen Zhan's cold pupils shrank slightly, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat, but he quickly controlled himself.
She lowered her eyelashes and called softly, "Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Jingyu liked Chen Zan’s eyes, which were like mist in a cold pond, clear and cold but revealing a strong energy.
He looked away and pointed to the green bamboo and said, "The bamboo should grow towards the door, symbolizing that going out will lead to success."
This was the answer to her previous feng shui question. Big families like the Zhou family liked this kind of meaning the most.
Chen Zan said "Oh" in a muffled voice and stopped talking.
Seeing this, Zhou Jingyu sneered, "You were so cheerful just now, but now you're so sullen again?"
Chen Zan shook his head and said no.
It's different. She thought it was Zhang Qing just now, so she was so unscrupulous. It was true what she said before that she was in awe of Zhou Jingyu. She could not be as relaxed as she was in front of other people.
Zhou Jingyu didn't force her. After all, there was still a long time to go. Sooner or later, she would be able to talk properly.
"Servant, the meal is ready, go and eat."
After saying that, she was about to reach out to hold Chen Zan's hand. When her wrist was touched, she subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but suddenly she remembered that she had already taken the initiative to ask Zhou Jingyu for help, and it would be too pretentious to pretend to be noble.
So after being stiff for a moment, she took the initiative to put her fingers on it. A smile appeared in Zhou Jingyu's originally dull and indifferent eyes. His big hand climbed up along her palm, spread open her fingers, and clasped his fingers together and led her into the house.
She had been standing outside for a long time, so her hands were very cold, but Zhou Jingyu's were different. His hands were dry and warm, and he pressed them against her palms as if to let the warmth penetrate into her.
Zhou Jingyu not only has a handsome face, but also a pair of beautiful hands, with broad palms and long and well-proportioned joints. When he held her hands tightly, the superficial tendons and bones were revealed.
"Does it look good?" A voice came from above.
Chen Zan came back to his senses, looked up and met Zhou Jingyu's deep eyes. He blinked and didn't react for a moment.
Then he realized what he was talking about, his ears felt hot, and he said with a stutter: "It looks...good."
She thought a little hopelessly that when facing Zhou Jingyu, she probably wouldn't be able to say that he was ugly.
Zhou Jingyu suddenly called her in a low and deep voice, "Chen Zan."
With his other hand, he lifted her chin, which was about to drop, and rubbed the edge of the gauze on her face with his fingertips. "Does it still hurt?"
She unconsciously pinched the corner of her clothes and replied, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
The rest was just silence, the air around them seemed to freeze, but she could clearly see that his gaze on her was becoming increasingly obscure.
Her heart beat a little faster, and even her breathing became slightly heavier. She tried to restrain herself and held her breath slightly.
Zhang Qing's voice just happened to ring out. He looked at the man in the living room and asked in surprise, "Mr. Zhou?"
The ambiguous atmosphere was suddenly interrupted, and Chen Zan struggled to break free from Zhou Jingyu's hand. He glanced at her, then looked at Zhang Qing with displeasure.
Chen Zan thought, if it wasn’t Secretary Zhang just now, Zhou Jingyu’s eyes would have meant that he wanted to kiss her?
Zhang Qing had no idea that he was showing up at a bad time. He just asked in surprise, "Mr. Zhou, aren't you going to be home for lunch? Are you having a dinner with the general manager of China Railway Construction Group?"
There was heating in the room. Zhou Jingyu took off his coat, threw it to him and asked him to hang it up. He said casually, "I'll postpone it. Come back and have dinner with her."
Zhang Qing pretended not to understand who she was referring to, because it couldn't be him, right?
After the servant placed the food on the table and was about to leave, Zhou Jingyu suddenly stopped him and said to Chen Zan, "Tell the servant if you have any dietary restrictions, so that you don't dislike the food I cook next time."
Chen Zhan thought for a moment after hearing this and said, "No need, Mr. Zhou. I'm not picky about food, and I won't be staying here long."
She thought Zhou Jingyu might be angry because of what he said, and she was ready to bear his anger. Unexpectedly, after hearing it, Zhou Jingyu said coldly: "Eat first."
Chen Zan frowned slightly, showing a confused expression, but soon felt relieved.
The servants in Zhou Jingyu's family probably wanted to cater to his taste as a Beijinger, so the dishes were different from those in Rongchuan. Plus, she had been busy with things these days, so she didn't eat too much and put down her bowl and chopsticks.
The man asked calmly, "Not to your taste?"
Chen Zhan: "No, I'm full."
Zhou Jingyu disagreed and said, "You are too thin. You don't need to lose weight."
Chen Zhan thought he must have misunderstood. She had no intention of losing weight. She wanted to explain, but after thinking it over, she decided not to say anything. Seeing that he had also stopped eating, she asked, "Grandma needs surgery. When can I go back to the hospital?"
Zhou Jingyu heard this, a hint of doubt flashed across his face: "When did I not let you go back to the hospital?"
Chen Zhan tilted his head slightly, as if he didn't understand what the other person said.
Zhou Jingyu suddenly found her expression somewhat lively and interesting. He smiled lazily, "Ms. Chen, do you have any misunderstandings about me? I don't have a habit of imprisoning people, unless you want. I can try to cooperate with you in some aspects."
Chen Zhan understood the first half of the sentence, but it took him a few beats longer to grasp the meaning of the second half. His cheeks instantly burned hot, and he quickly retorted, "Neither do I."
The smile on Zhou Jingyu's face was full of amusement. He felt that Chen Zhan with such a lively expression was the Chen Zhan he knew in that farmyard, so he felt like teasing him.
Zhang Qing took the phone and said, "Mr. Zhou, it's the old leader calling."
Although he didn't want to disturb the harmonious relationship between Zhou Jingyu and Chen Zan, the call from Beijing was indeed more important.
Zhou Jingyu took the call with a restrained expression, but didn't answer it immediately. Instead, he looked at Chen Zhan and said, "Go upstairs first. There are clean towels in the bathroom, and new clothes will be sent over later. Rest for two hours first, and I'll take you back to the hospital later."
After he finished speaking, Chen Zan's eyes wandered for a moment, as if his thoughts had suddenly gone blank.
I thought, is it coming so soon?
Forget it, it will be over in the blink of an eye.
So she nodded obediently and prepared to go upstairs. Then she thought of something and turned to Zhou Jingyu in a tense tone, "Try to be quick, okay?"
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