The servant made tea. Ling Yaqiong loved Mingqian Longjing. The clear fragrance of tea floated away. She took a sip and asked again: "Have you talked to Yan Jing about what I told you last time?"
Lin Yuxi paused, "Not yet."
She did find Zhou Yanjing, who was still in Manhattan at the time. Lin Yuxi said on the phone that she wanted to talk to him. He was busy and didn't have the patience to listen. He just said to her: "If you have any questions, we can talk about it when I get back."
After that, Lin Yuxi called several times, but failed to get through, and then stopped calling.
"You don't take anything I said to you to heart." Ling Yaqiong frowned, "It's been so long since I asked you to talk to him, and I don't know what you talked about."
"While Yan Jing is back now, you two take the time to go through the formalities and finish them as soon as possible."
"I live like this and let outsiders laugh at me. If you don't think it's embarrassing, I still think it's embarrassing."
What bothered Ling Yaqiong the most in the past few years was the marriage between Zhou Yanjing and Lin Yuxi. If she had known that she would have beaten her to death in the first place, she should not have let them get married.
"Divorce will be a relief for both of you, and I am doing it for your own good."
The tea cup was a bit hot to the touch. Lin Yuxi curled up her burned fingers and looked down at the leaves floating in the light yellow tea soup.
It would indeed be a relief if she didn't love Zhou Yanjing.
"I will discuss it with him."
"Sir and the second young master are back," the servant said.
Lin Yuxi turned around.
Zhou Yanjing came back with Zhou Qizhen.
He was always more casual in private, holding his suit jacket casually in his hands. He walked in while talking to Zhou Qizhen, with a casual smile on his lips.
But that smile calmly faded when he caught a glimpse of her.
Ling Yaqiong might not have seen her son for a long time, so she stood up and walked towards him with a smile on her face: "Why did you suddenly decide to come back this time without even consulting me?"
Zhou Yanjing said: "Don't you like this surprise?"
"What kind of surprise do I want? It would be nice if I don't make you mad to death. I can leave as soon as I say and come back as soon as I say."
Ling Yaqiong said something strange, but actually she was happier than anyone else after not seeing her son for a long time: "Why have you lost weight again? Did you not eat well over there?"
Zhou Yanjing stood lazily and let her look at him, smiling awkwardly: "Every time we meet, he says I've lost weight, otherwise you'll plant me in the bamboo forest in the backyard."
Ling Yaqiong slapped him in the face: "You don't always have a serious mouth."
Zhou Yanjing has been eloquent since he was a child. He has a bright tongue when he coaxes others and is eloquent when quarreling.
As he grew up, he became more stable, but he was still the same bastard in essence. Ever since he was a child, Lin Yuxi could not win against him.
During the meal, Lin Yuxi sat next to Zhou Yanjing.
Zhou Qizhen has always been in a high position and has a majestic aura about him. Lin Yuxi has been afraid of him since she was a child.
At the dinner table, Zhou Qizhen paid her a few words of concern as usual and asked how her work was going. Lin Yuxi answered her questions as if she was being asked by the dean.
When Zhou Qizhen turned to Zhou Yanjing, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
After that, the father and son kept talking about work. Zhou Yanjing's achievements on Wall Street in the past few years were obvious to all. Zhou Qizhen nodded from time to time, and there was no lack of pride in his son in his words.
Lin Yuxi had something on her mind and couldn't eat, but she was afraid that Zhou Qizhen would ask her again if she put down her chopsticks, so she had to pretend to eat and count the rice grains slowly.
Maybe she was counting too seriously, but Zhou Qizhen still noticed: "Is the food not to your taste?"
Lin Yuxi was about to say no, when Zhou Yanjing glanced at her leisurely: "She has to eat cat food."
Zhou Qizhen:?
Lin Yuxi was so embarrassed that she was about to explain. Zhou Yanjing seemed to think that his parents' expressions were not exciting enough, so he leaned back on his chair and said lazily:
"I don't know what to eat, I'll give birth to a cat now."
Lin Yuxi: "..."
I really want to dig through the center of the earth and leave this world.
Ling Yaqiong glared at Zhou Yanjing: "You kid, you talk nonsense."
There was silence on Zhou Qizhen's serious face. He didn't understand the tricks of young people at his age, so he tried to understand that giving birth to a cat was either a gynecological problem or a psychiatric problem. In short, it was inconvenient for him as a male elder to ask. Too straightforward.
"Xiao Xi...are you feeling unwell?"
Lin Yuxi's face turned red with embarrassment and she quickly said, "No, he just said it nonsense."
After the meal, the father and son stayed in the study for a while. Ling Yaqiong went to bring soup to them, but did not come out for a while.
Lin Yuxi was sitting and waiting in the living room. She didn't sleep well last night and had to work another day. She was so sleepy that she fell asleep on the sofa after a while.
Aunt Zhao, the servant in the house, came over and gently woke her up: "Yuxi."
Lin Yuxi rubbed her eyes: "Are you leaving?"
"The second young master and the husband are discussing something, and they won't leave for a while."
Lin Yuxi has been taken care of by Aunt Zhao since she was a child. Aunt Zhao treats her like her own daughter: "I have cleaned up your old room. Do you want to go upstairs and have a sleep?"
Lin Yuxi rarely comes here, except during festivals or when Ling Yaqiong calls, she won't come over on her own initiative.
There are some of her things in the room upstairs. They are all old things from her childhood, and not many of them belong to her.
She asked Aunt Zhao for a cardboard box. After packing and carrying the box downstairs, Zhou Yanjing happened to come out of the study.
Zhou Yanjing's eyes slid across the cardboard box in her arms: "What did you get?"
"I forgot to take away things from my childhood."
He pulled his lower lip, but he couldn't tell what it meant, but it wasn't a smile.
When he went downstairs, Lin Yuxi said behind him: "Don't talk nonsense in front of your parents next time."
"Am I talking nonsense?" Zhou Yanjing paused, raised his hand to loosen his tie, and glanced back at her, "You didn't say that yourself."
Lin Yuxi said: "I was joking. If you talk nonsense in front of your parents, I will be embarrassed."
Zhou Yanjing put his hands into his trousers pockets and looked at her with half-smiling eyes, showing an attitude of unconditional cooperation:
"Okay. From now on, I will make a list of everything you say. Which sentences can be told to others and which ones cannot be told. You mark them clearly and I will strictly abide by them, so as not to accidentally reveal your little secret and take your anger out on me."
This time Lin Yuxi understood clearly that it was sarcasm.
"I didn't take it out on you."
Zhou Yanjing didn't care about her explanation, turned around and walked downstairs.
Lin Yuxi followed him. He was very tall, and his back was stretched and straight in the dim light of the stairwell.
Although Lin Yuxi was walking lazily and leisurely, she couldn't keep up and was soon left behind.
After leaving the yard, the black Bentley was already parked at the door. Zhou Yanjing stood beside the car and lit a cigarette. The scarlet fire was bright and dark between his fingers, and he looked a bit yuppie in the night wind.
When he saw her coming out, he put out his cigarette and said, "Are your legs so long for someone else? She walks so slowly."
Lin Yuxi wanted to say, "Can't you see I'm holding the box?", but she was too lazy to argue with him.
I don't know where they started, but they have lost the desire to communicate with each other.
never mind. These two words appeared in her mind countless times, giving up everything she wanted to say.
Zhou Yanjing opened the car door, threw his coat into the car, put his knuckled hands on the upper edge of the car door, and said with a cold voice:
"If there is anything else that I haven't brought with me, why don't I take it all away today?"
"No more." Lin Yuxi was aroused by him, "The rest are your Zhou family's things, you can keep them for yourself."
She bent down and got into the car, heard Zhou Yanjing chuckle coldly, closed the door, and got in from the other side.
Zhou Yanjing's gentlemanliness is engraved in his bones, but that is nurture, and his poisonous tongue and ruthlessness are innate.
Lin Yuxi used to only think that he was romantic and unlucky, but after getting married, she realized how ruthless he could be.
