He had accepted Jiang Tan's sarcastic words and her alienation from him, but when Jiang Tan said such words to him, his heart still softened.
He sighed, "Then why do you push me away again and again?"
Jiang Tan's tears fell even harder, and she said, "I know I can't catch you."
She is no longer an ignorant little girl. She already knows a lot of things. She doesn't have to force things to get results. Zhou Yinghuai's slight love for her is not enough to make her invincible.
So much love is not enough.
They are not children, and they will not think that just because of their love, they can make another person give everything to them without reservation.
Even if it is a fairy tale, I would not dare to write such a fragment.
Zhou Yinghuai looked into Jiang Tan's eyes and looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes. He slowly raised his hand and patiently wiped it for her again and again.
The room was very quiet, except for the sound of two people's breathing intertwined.
Zhou Yinghuai spoke, his voice was weak and unspeakably hoarse, and more desolate. He said, "Tantan, I have worked very hard."
I have tried very hard to let you stay by my side without any worries, but the efforts and accumulation of several generations of the Zhou family cannot be shaken overnight.
People, after all, are selfish animals to the core. If possible, who wouldn’t want to keep the person they like by their side at all costs and by any means possible.
Zhou Yinghuai only hated that he was not cruel enough and could not be indifferent to Jiang Tan's tears.
It was as if at a certain moment, the man who had always been rational was suddenly dominated by emotion.
He looked at Jiang Tan for a long time, until the latter's breathing gradually stabilized and fell into a deep sleep, then he left.
On this day in Ningcheng, the night was as cold as water, as dull as ever, with an indescribable restlessness.
Zhou Moxing went to see Zhou Yinghuai late at night. In the side hall of Mingyuan where Buddhist niches and incense were enshrined, Zhou Yinghuai was kneeling with his back to him.
Zhou Mo walked to Zhou Yinghuai's side, looked at the Buddha statue in front of him, and said calmly: "Don't you always believe in these things?"
"dad."
Zhou Yinghuai suddenly called him that.
Zhou Moxing was stunned.
Maybe it was because it had been too long, too long, and Zhou Yinghuai had never called him so solemnly.
Zhou Moxing pursed his lips, his expression became serious, and he spoke calmly, his voice cold: "You come to me so late, just tell me if you have anything to do."
Zhou Yinghuai's Adam's apple rolled slightly. Under the light, his face was elegant and peaceful, less alienated and more gentle and noble than during the day.
With his eyes closed, he kowtowed in front of the Buddha statue like a devout believer. His voice was hidden in the light, and he was very calm: "I did something wrong."
"Can you still do something wrong?" Zhou Moxing sneered. Regarding Zhou Yinghuai's words, there was more sarcasm and ridicule: "What's wrong with me today? I can still hear such words from your mouth."
"I did indeed make a mistake." Zhou Yinghuai looked at the small Buddha statue and twitched the corners of his lips. Such a lofty and aloof person was usually extremely aloof from the world, but now, every word of his words was... Reflecting on it, he said, "I was moved."
Zhou Moxing's expression changed drastically and he looked at him.
In fact, these days, Zhou Moxing has heard more or less about what happened between Zhou Yinghuai and Jiang Tan.
Zhou Yinghuai was young, and he had walked through the wind and rain. That little girl had some tricks that made Zhou Yinghuai think about him, so he did some things that he shouldn't have done these days.
But Zhou Moxing didn't think it was a big deal. He was still young, but he still had a bit of blood in him.
But the current situation is that Zhou Yinghuai is flirting with himself.
Zhou Moxing was so flustered that his face instantly turned cold.
There were only father and son in the Buddhist hall. Zhou Moxing looked at Zhou Yinghuai coldly and said in a deep voice: "Do you know what you are talking about? Zhou Yinghuai! Don't forget your identity!"
"I have not forgotten my identity, and Jiang Tan has not." The man laughed at himself, his eyebrows tinged with pain, and he said: "Dad, I have never asked you for anything in my life, can I marry Jiang Tan? "
Zhou Yinghuai knew that he was making a dangerous move.
But Jiang Tan sealed herself in her own world, and was no longer willing to give any sincerity to herself.
He had tried every method these days. He shamelessly stayed at her home, cooked for her, and sent her to work. He looked like an ordinary man, caring and protecting his lover.
But Jiang Tan is so transparent. She always remembers the identity gap between the two, and she never wants to love him again.
Zhou Yinghuai knew what Jiang Tan was worried about.
He just didn't expect that she would be so decisive.
But Zhou Yinghuai couldn't bear the risk of losing Jiang Tan.
He could only ask Zhou Moxing.
"Say it again!" Zhou Moxing's face was ashen.
He looked at Zhou Yinghuai with hatred, his voice full of disappointment: "For so many years, the Zhou family has devoted all their efforts to cultivate you, just to raise you into a fool who only knows love and love! Now you beg me for Jiang Tan, let me I promised you to marry her, Zhou Yinghuai, you really disappoint me!"
Zhou Yinghuaian listened quietly, as if Zhou Moxing's harsh words were just passing words. He looked as usual and said calmly: "I can't accept that Jiang Tan doesn't belong to me."
"So you want to marry her?" Zhou Moxing laughed angrily: "Do you think your position in the Zhou family is stable now? Zhou Yinghuai! Do you know what marriage means to a wealthy family like ours? You gave up the help of marriage. , which is equivalent to cutting off an arm!"
After a long silence, Zhou Yinghuai slowly raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Moxing. His eyes were calm and he said slowly: "Even if I break an arm, I can still support the Zhou family."
"Don't think so highly of yourself. You can sit firmly in the Zhou family now just because you are my son! There are countless outstanding young people in the branches of the Zhou family. If you are not willing to marry, there are many people who are willing!"
Zhou Moxing sneered and became extremely angry: "Zhou Yinghuai, when you've had enough fun, you should calm down. Why are you going back as you live longer!"
Zhou Yinghuai thought that he did go back more and more as he lived.
For so many years, he has been working hard, in order to make Weixi Group a leader in the industry, and in order to become a qualified heir to the Zhou family, he has almost given up all worthless and meaningless hobbies. Every word, every move he makes is In order to grow faster.
He has always been calm and knows what is most important to him. He also knows that without the Zhou family, everything he has gained is nothing but a castle in the air.
Only Jiang Tan, only Jiang Tan could gain advantage after he abandoned the Zhou family. Jiang Tan probably would not feel that his identity as the head of the Zhou family is his halo.
