Shen Huaizhou was in a happy mood. He was very satisfied with Zhong Lingyu's docility and well-behavedness.
Zhong Lingyu turned around and said: "Young Marshal, I have to go home. If I don't go home, my family will become suspicious."
"Can't you stay with me for a few more days?" Shen Huaizhou raised his eyebrows.
Shaking his head, Zhong Lingyu said: "I can't always stay outside."
Shen Huaizhou didn't say anything more.
In fact, he is also very busy. Even if Zhong Lingyu continues to stay here, he will not be able to spare much time to spend with her.
So, he drove her back to Zhong Mansion.
Zhong Lingyu asked him to stop nearby.
Shen Huaizhou stopped the car and parked it on the side of the road.
He chuckled, "It's so convenient to have it delivered directly to the door."
Zhong Lingyu said lightly: "I'm afraid of being seen.".
"Am I so shameless?"
"It's me who can't see the light." Zhong Lingyu lowered his eyes and unbuckled his seat belt.
Shen Huaizhou's throat was slightly choked. He was silent for a moment, pulled her into his arms and kissed her softly, "Lingyu, I will love you. It doesn't matter what your status or status is."
Zhong Lingyu cares about her status. When she marries someone, she must become his wife, and it is good to have a pair of talents for the rest of her life.
But if this title was given to her by Shen Huaizhou, she would not care about it.
With a perfunctory hum, she pushed him away and turned to leave.
Zhong Lingyu returned to Zhong Mansion.
At this time, it was time for the Zhong family to have dinner.
Zhong Yuming saw her and asked symbolically, "I went to the banquet yesterday, why didn't I come home at night?"
"Father, Tinglan and I are together."
When Zhong Yuming heard this, he couldn't help but be happy, "Lingyu, you really show your face to Zhong, it's not in vain for me to love you."
Zhong Lingyu's smile didn't reach his eyes.
Next to him, Zhong Mingyuan was mad with jealousy and said angrily: "Staying out all night is called unruly."
"The rules of the Zhong family are set by my father. When the third sister said this, was she targeting me or my father?" Zhong Lingyu raised her lips and smiled.
Zhong Yuming's face immediately darkened. He pointed at Zhong Mingyuan's nose and yelled, "Your eldest sister is trying to gain connections for the Zhong family. What nonsense did you say? If I don't shut your mouth, you won't have dinner." ”
Zhong Mingyuan was so frightened that he shrank his neck and never dared to speak again.
Zhong Lingyu sneered secretly. She said hello to Zhong Yuming and went upstairs to the bedroom to sleep.
Have a good night's sleep.
The next morning, before Zhong Lingyu got up, a servant knocked on the door and said that Chen Tinglan was here to see her.
She rubbed her messy hair, got up, washed and went downstairs.
Chen Tinglan was sitting in the living room, being entertained by his third concubine, drinking tea.
Seeing Zhong Lingyu coming down, she turned around and called: "Lingyu."
Zhong Lingyu was surprised, "Why did you come here so early in the morning?"
Chen Tinglan said: "My father's friend brought back some interesting things from abroad. I would like to invite you to my house to play."
"I'm very sleepy." Zhong Lingyu was helpless.
"Oh, let's go, you'll get moldy if you sleep all the time." Chen Tinglan held her arm.
Unable to resist, Zhong Lingyu told her third aunt and went to Chen's house.
She was quite helpless. She had been there only the day before yesterday and then went there again today.
So, Zhong Lingyu accompanied Chen Tinglan and played at Chen's house for a whole day.
Stayed here again for lunch and dinner.
In the evening, she headed home.
When Chen Tinglan sent her out, she was called away.
Zhong Lingyu was about to leave, but he bumped into a little maid on the way.
The little maid moved a pile of books in her hands. The books were scattered on the floor and stained with a lot of mud.
"Are you okay?" Zhong Lingyu helped her up.
The little maid cried immediately, "This is the young master's book. I accidentally soiled it. I will definitely be scolded and kicked out."
She shed tears while picking them up.
The dirt on the book could not be wiped clean at all, and the little maid was very disappointed.
She suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhong Lingyu, "I know you are Miss Zhong, can you help me?"
Zhong Lingyu felt strange in his heart, but on his face he asked as usual: "How can I help you."
"A few days ago, I accidentally knocked over the tea cup. My wife said that if I make another mistake, I will be kicked out. But there is an old sick mother above me who needs my care. Please have mercy on Miss Zhong, can you? Help me deliver the books to the young master's study?" the little maid cried and begged.
Hearing the word 'mother', Zhong Lingyu felt compassion.
But it was so late, and it seemed inappropriate for her to go to a man's study. "How about I go to the madam for you and beg for mercy?"
"Miss Zhong, no." The little maid was very scared, "Madam has always been strict, she will definitely not tolerate me anymore."
She knocked her head so hard that it bled.
Zhong Lingyu couldn't bear it, so she had to agree, "Then give me the book. Then I will tell you that I accidentally soiled it."
It is true that she knocked the books apart, and she should be held responsible.
The little maid thanked her again and again.
Zhong Lingyu carried the book and went to Chen Tingze's study.
She had been there last time and was familiar with the road this time.
The study door is closed and the light inside is bright.
Zhong Lingyu held the book and knocked on the door carefully.
After waiting for a while, there was no movement.
She had no choice but to keep knocking.
I knocked for a quarter of an hour, but no one answered.
Zhong Lingyu was very distressed. She couldn't just open the door and go in, so she had to wait patiently.
A cool breeze blew and she shivered from the cold.
At this time, there was a slight noise from behind, and then a man's voice sounded, "Zhong Lingyu?"
The voice was filled with joy and surprise.
Zhong Lingyu looked back and saw that it was Chen Tingze. She called out: "Mr. Chen."
Chen Tingze pushed the wheelchair forward, "Why are you here?"
"It's a long story." Zhong Lingyu was a little embarrassed, "I accidentally bumped into the little maid who was responsible for delivering books to you, and the books were stained. The little maid was afraid of being scolded by the madam, so she asked me to deliver them. This is Stained with mud..."
She was embarrassed and handed the book forward.
Chen Tingze smiled gently, "It's not a big deal if the outside is dirty, as long as you can read the words inside."
He pushed open the study door, went in first, then turned around and said, "Come in, please."
Zhong Lingyu entered with the owner's permission.
The room is very warm, with antique bookshelves in front of you, and the walls on both sides are covered with calligraphy and paintings.
The calligraphy on the painting is vigorous and powerful, with dragons and phoenixes dancing.
The incense burner on the table is floating with green smoke, and the room is exuding a refreshing and warm aroma.
It is enough to show that Chen Tingze is famous as a talented scholar.
His study, like his people, is clean and dignified.
"Although this place is remote, it is the most suitable for writing and painting." Zhong Lingyu placed the books neatly on the table and couldn't help but sigh.
Chen Tingze rolled his wheelchair and stepped forward to open half of the window.
The fragrance floats, and in the distance are the red plum blossoms covered with frost and snow. The scenery is very beautiful.
He said: "Especially in winter, plum blossoms are painted through the windows, which is very artistic."
They talked happily.
But Zhong Lingyu knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. After saying a few words, she quickly left, "The book has been delivered, Mr. Chen, I will leave first."
Chen Tingze subconsciously said, "Why don't you stay a little longer?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his ears turned red.
Zhong Lingyu only thought he was being polite and declined politely.
However, just as she was about to leave, her mouth suddenly felt dry and her body felt light.
Pulling on his collar, Zhong Lingyu felt extremely hot.
strangeness!
What's wrong with her?
