Chapter 200 Extra: I will do everything in my power to ensure Zhou Chong doesn't regret it.
Before leaving, Zhou Chong said to Shan Qingshan, "Remember to tell him that he was there when I was talking to Yizhu today. He tried to stop me because he was worried about you."
If Assistant Yuan hadn't stopped them, the play would probably have started by smashing up Shanqing Mountain and wouldn't have been able to continue.
Jay Chou didn't want to leave Shan Qingshan with the impression of a wicked eunuch.
Zhou Chong's lips curled up.
"Of course, after all, we're going to get married. If I'm gone, he'll be a widow."
Jay Chou: "..."
This is the fortieth time.
And is this the key point?
The point is to tell Shan Qingshan that they are putting on an act.
When Zhou Chong returned home, Shan Qingshan had already returned from the hospital.
He wore gray loungewear with an air of sophisticated, aloof, and ascetic beauty, looking so stunning that you could take a professional-looking photo with your phone.
While Shan Qingshan was sexually apathetic, Zhou Chong was anything but; he practically wanted to rush over and tear that loungewear off.
"You're back?" Shan Qingshan heard the door open, put down his book, and stood up. "What did your uncle say to you?"
Zhou Chong and the others approached, eagerly pulling the man into their arms, pressing him against the wall to leave him no way out, and then kissing him while holding him captive.
People who have been intimate with each other are always easily aroused by physical desire.
Especially when the other person is someone you like.
The other person is especially good at being affectionate.
After a deep, aggressive, and possessive kiss, there is a tender, lingering kiss that makes your heart flutter, from your lips to your collarbone, a kiss, a touch, a nibble.
Dan Qingshan was limp in his arms, panting heavily.
The two hearts, pressed together across each other's chests, were beating very fast, as if they were about to start a fight right at the door.
Dan Qingshan, shy and hesitant, didn't push the person away, harboring a secret expectation.
Zhou Chong stopped, snuggled into Shan Qingshan's shoulder, and continued the previous topic, mercilessly smearing his own father.
"I got really badly scolded."
Saying that to him could be considered an insult.
In his eyes, it was tragic, extremely tragic!
As the physical passion subsided, Shan Qingshan made his choice without hesitation—
Trust him!
I feel guilty and heartbroken.
"It's all for me."
Zhou Chong raised his head, his gaze softening.
"I don't regret it."
Dan Qingshan's heart pounded a few times before this person took advantage of the situation, lifted the corner of his clothes, and slipped his hand inside.
The feeling that had just subsided was instantly stirred up again.
Zhou Chong's voice was ambiguous.
"Honey, I need comfort for both my body and soul. Otherwise, we could set a wedding date."
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Zhou Chongdu is not yet twenty years old, so a formal wedding date cannot be set yet.
Zhou Chong wanted to hold an engagement banquet.
Before a date had even been chosen, the news had already been spread by Zhou Chong.
At a dinner hosted by a foreign businessman at the end of August, someone brought up this matter.
It's simply because it's novel and unbelievable.
It's common for wealthy people to have a life of luxury, maintaining a stable marriage while having affairs on the side. Having two or three mistresses is even more prevalent, and some are bisexual.
But no one would bring their same-sex relationship into the open.
Someone asked, "Is Jay Chou really going to let this kid into the family? It's fine to play around, but don't go too far. It's all over the place now that Zhou Chong is going to marry a man."
Some people say, "When you're young, you like someone and think that's the one for you for life. But in reality, no one can predict matters of the heart. You might like someone terribly today, but tomorrow you might not even know their name."
This kind of situation is common in their circle.
"Especially since he's a poor kid from some remote, impoverished area. What if the Zhou family gives their heart and soul only to be played by a poor kid?"
Jay Chou said, "Shan Qingshan wouldn't do that."
"What if your young master regrets it later? There's no medicine for regret in this world. Once the man is brought into the house, everyone will see the joke, and there will be no going back."
Jay Chou frowned. "A joke?"
Someone immediately tried to smooth things over, saying, "With technology so advanced these days, if they want children, they can have IVF. If they break up, Jay Chou can always find someone from a similar background. Or he could find a girl with a clean and respectable family background, bring her into the house, and just keep her around for show. It's just a matter of having more mouths to feed."
As soon as he said that, everyone at the table agreed.
There are many couples in this circle who seem harmonious, but in reality, they each do their own thing.
"If you ever need anything in the future, Mr. Zhou, you can contact me."
The position of the young mistress of the Zhou family is a huge piece of fat meat.
It smells so good, everyone wants to take a bite.
Once you're married and have another child, you'll have a stable foothold in the Zhou family.
What is emotion?
These business people are nothing special.
Grandpa snorted twice, "You can't even manage your own family's affairs, yet you're meddling in other people's business."
The people at the table fell silent instantly.
Grandpa waved to Shanqing Mountain, which was not far away.
Shan Qingshan saw it and stepped forward.
Zhou Chong wanted to follow, but Shan Qingshan left him where he was.
Shan Qingshan walked to his maternal grandfather's side, respectfully and politely.
"Grandpa."
Grandpa glanced at the people at the table and introduced them one by one, like the King of Hell calling out names.
Shan Qingshan took care of everything.
Grandpa glanced sideways at Zhou Chong, who was staring intently at them from not far away.
He casually tapped the phone screen a few times, then placed the phone on the table.
"These people just said that you're just a poor kid from some backwater, and they want you to be Zhou Chong's mistress, to find him a girl to keep in the public eye, just to fill space. What do you think of that?"
Shan Qingshan's expression suddenly darkened.
The uncles who seemed kind and gentle just moments ago are now all hideous, with ulterior motives, like wolves and tigers, unable to bear seeing others do well.
He was cold, like a drawn sword.
"The Zhou family doesn't need this kind of show."
Grandpa chuckled twice, "That's exactly right."
“Zhou Chong wouldn’t agree either. It would not only betray the relationship between Zhou Chong and me, but also insult that girl. Zhou Chong can’t do it, and neither can I. Thank you all for your help, uncles. Zhou Chong will not give up on me.”
The people at the table fell silent.
I really don't know how much sense of security Zhou Chong usually gives this person, that he can even say such things.
My grandfather fanned the flames, saying, "They also said that Zhou Chong would regret it sooner or later."
“This question should be answered by Zhou Chong, but I think he will say he won’t. I will do my best to make sure he doesn’t regret it.”
Grandpa was very satisfied and glanced at the group of people with ulterior motives.
Like a victorious rooster.
Then calmly turned the phone over and hung up.
Dan Qingshan's mind went blank for a moment, and he turned his head away, suppressing his embarrassment.
The man stood amidst the glitz and glamour of the banquet, his phone still pressed against his ear, smiling at him from afar.
Soaring freely, riding high on the spring breeze.
The bright eyes seemed to be saying—
Honey, I heard you!
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