Jing Xiao raised his eyes and glanced at him, then asked indifferently: "Is something wrong?"
"I heard that grandma asked Aunt Man to come to your house?" He walked to the desk as he spoke, pulled out a chair and sat down, "What? Grandma wants someone to supervise your marriage. Life?"
Jing Xiao glared at him, said nothing, picked up the document at hand and read it.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhou Chengsi shrugged his shoulders and continued: "Don't be silent? Tell me, how are you and my sister-in-law doing lately?"
Upon hearing this, Jing Xiao slammed the document in his hand on the table with a bang, and warned in a serious tone: "Don't talk to a sister-in-law, big or small."
His attitude suddenly turned cold, and Zhou Chengsi trembled in fright, but soon he raised his eyebrows again, returned to his nonchalant look, and joked: "Why are you saying exactly the same thing as grandma? She is My sister-in-law is nice, but she is indeed younger than me, so it’s not wrong to call her sister-in-law.”
"If you do this again, go abroad and focus on the project." Jing Xiao threatened coldly, picked up the documents on the table again, and pretended to be busy.
Zhou Chengsi immediately fell silent, shut his mouth obediently, and said no more knowingly, but his eyes rolled to the sky.
After a long time, Jing Xiao raised his eyes to look at him and said, "Let's go over and deal with the project matters before the year."
When he mentioned work, Zhou Chengsi immediately became serious, nodded to express his understanding, and then suggested: "I think you should go over this matter in person, otherwise those people may not buy it."
Jing Xiao knew what he was thinking, and said with a half-smile, "I think it will be fine for you to go there."
"No, no, no, I had problems in the past, big problems."
He didn't want to deal with those people. They were all so insidious and cunning, and they were just out of business!
"You really don't want to go?" Jing Xiao said slowly, and after seeing him nod, he continued, "Actually, if you go there, you might be able to avoid the blind date arranged by your aunt, but since you said so Well, then go on a blind date."
"What? Blind date? When did my mother arrange a blind date for me? Why didn't I know? With whom?" He asked directly, his voice rising a lot.
Jing Xiao glanced at him and said slowly, "Anyway, I heard that aunt has selected several, so you'll be busy."
Hearing this, Zhou Chengsi was completely depressed.
He hasn't had enough fun yet, why is he going on a blind date and getting married? He is not Jing Xiao, and he will never compromise so easily, so he will never comply with this matter.
"Brother, I'd better go abroad to focus on projects. Blind dates are not suitable for me. I love work and I want to contribute to the company." He smiled ingratiatingly, looking flattering.
Jing Xiao curled his lips and smiled, shaking his head, "No, you'd better stay for the blind date. After all, that's what my aunt wants."
"No, you can't push me into the fire pit." Zhou Chengsi stood up excitedly, looking obviously panicked.
Seeing this, Jing Xiao accepted the offer and said, "Since you said so, I won't refuse."
"Okay, then I won't disturb your work." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door. When he was about to go out, he seemed to realize something was wrong, and turned around and asked, "Brother, are you doing this to me?" Are you going to set yourself up?"
Jing Xiao looked at him sideways, without saying anything, with a slightly raised brow and a look of arrogance on his face.
I thought to myself, it's really not easy for this guy to react so quickly this time.
The look on his face now was undoubtedly an admission. Zhou Chengsi couldn't help but roll his eyes and muttered, "Henanigans, you win."
After he went out, Jing Xiao's thin lips pursed into a thin line, and his expression darkened instantly.
In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to go abroad to deal with things. In the past, he would have been eager to go, but now that he is married and has a young wife at home, he doesn't want to go.
Just when he couldn't worry about his little wife, she had already arrived at Weng Lu's house.
As soon as she entered the door and sat down, Weng Lu brought the stewed pear soup to her.
"Zhizhi, drink some. It will be good for your throat."
"Thank you, Mom." She thanked her politely, then picked up the spoon and drank slowly.
After seeing her take a few sips, Weng Lu asked with concern: "Didn't you go to school today? Why are you here free?"
"I'm on leave today." She replied quietly, then put the spoon down and said seriously, "He's back."
As soon as these words came out, Weng Lu fell silent and felt a little uneasy.
They looked at each other like that, and through eye contact, she quickly understood who the so-called 'he' was.
"He...why did he come back suddenly?" Weng Lu spoke with some difficulty, her voice light and airy, trying to cover up the panic and fear in her heart.
Tang Muzhi swallowed, stretched out his hand to hold her slightly trembling hand, and called, "Mom..."
"Did he come to see you?" Weng Lu asked urgently, her lips trembling slightly, and her tone was full of sadness and anxiety.
"No, he just called me." Tang Muzhi explained, paused for a moment, and then added, "He wanted to sell grandma's house."
Hearing this, Weng Lu gritted her teeth and remained silent, as if she was afraid of revealing her inner fear. She lowered her eyebrows to cover up the grief and despair in her eyes.
Seeing her mother's frightened and uneasy look, Tang Muzhi felt extremely distressed. He even regretted telling her about this. He hurriedly reached out to hug her and comforted her: "Mom, it's okay."
Her voice was gentle and firm, but it did not have a soothing effect.
Weng Lu was still immersed in her own thoughts, unwilling to come back to her senses.
Tang Muzhi sighed, let go of her, held her hand, considered it for a moment, and then spoke again, "Mom, I actually don't want to tell you this, but you know where I study and where you live, and you still He threatened me that if he failed to sell the house, we would all be uneasy. I was afraid that you would be in danger, so..."
"I understand." Weng Lu calmed down and gave her a forced smile, "Zhizhi, don't be afraid, he can't sell the house. Your grandma's will clearly stated that the house belongs to you, so ,Do not worry."
"That's not what I'm worried about. I'm afraid...I'm afraid he will..."
Tang Muzhi hesitated to speak, but Weng Lu understood what she meant and followed her words and said: "Zhizhi, don't worry, it's not more than ten years ago now. He doesn't have the ability to make us uneasy."
"Mom." Her voice became choked, and tears could not help but roll in her eyes.
"Zhizhi, don't cry. Mom is here and everything will be fine." Weng Lu kept comforting her. She was obviously worried and scared, but at this moment, she was more worried about the daughter she had owed for many years.
She sniffed, raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you this, I shouldn't have reminded you of the past."
Weng Lu reached out and poked her forehead, pretending to be unhappy and said: "Silly girl, I'm your mother. If you hide everything from me, I'll be angry."
"Then...what should we do now?"
She asked, feeling in her heart that it was urgent for them to escape from this father who seemed to be crazy.
"Let's wait and see what happens. Let's see first, what exactly does he want to do?" Weng Lu's eyes became firm. Maybe they had the same intention in this matter.
Hearing this, Tang Muzhi hesitated for a moment, but nodded slowly, agreeing with her words.
After that, they chatted for a while, and Tang Muzhi left around four o'clock in the afternoon.
But instead of rushing home, she went to the bank.
She checked the balances of all her cards. She knew that even if she had grandma's will in her hand, facing Tang Hong's helplessness, if she wanted to keep the house and didn't take out some money, he would never do it. He won't let it go.
Although she had earned all the money to open the studio, at the moment, it was worth using it to get rid of the devil and exchange for peace for herself and her mother.
However, her only worry is that Tang Honghui will open his mouth. If that happens, she will really have no way out.
After leaving the bank, Tang Muzhi didn't go very far when he felt his legs go weak, and then his vision went dark. He fell to the ground and lost consciousness instantly.
When she woke up again, she saw white walls, her head hurt badly, and the pungent smell of disinfectant gave her the illusion of suffocation.
She frowned, and her vision gradually became clearer. She looked around and realized that she was in the hospital.
It was already dark outside. Just when she was a little confused, there was movement at the door, and someone pushed the door open and came in.
After seeing the person clearly, she was slightly surprised that it was Jing Xiao.
"you……"
"You're awake." Before she could finish her words, Jing Xiao was the first to ask, "Is there anything else that feels wrong?"
Tang Muzhi was stunned for a second, shook his head, and replied in a weak voice: "I'm fine."
"I fainted on the road and said I was fine." His tone became serious, with strong reproach, "Didn't I tell you not to go out? Why do you have to go out when you are not in good health?"
When he got the call saying that she had fainted on the road, he felt bad. He hurriedly put down what he was doing and rushed over, for fear that something would happen to her.
Jing Xiao felt guilty enough for letting her stand in the cold wind for so long last night. If something happened to her when she went out today, wouldn't it make him feel guilty for the rest of his life.
Being scolded by him, Tang Muzhi's heart jumped a few times, and a sense of guilt surged in her heart. Her eyes were red inexplicably, and she lowered her eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry, I just haven't replied for a long time." I’m home and want to go back and see my mother, so..."
