"Weixi Group has developed very well in recent years." Zhou Yinghuai said lightly.
"What do you mean by this?" Zhou Moxing was stunned. His pupils tightened and he subconsciously took two steps back. He spoke again, more seriously, "Zhou Yinghuai, before you talk to me, you'd better think clearly!"
"I can merge the Weixi Group into the Zhou Group and become a subsidiary." Zhou Yinghuai gently moved the small leaf red sandalwood on his wrist. He said calmly: "I use this as my wedding gift to Jiang Tan." cost."
Pay reparations everywhere, no matter what.
Zhou Moxing was amazed: "What's so good about Jiang Tan? Even if it's really good, is it worthy of you doing this? Zhou Yinghuai, after so many years of hard work, do you just want to change to Jiang Tan?"
Zhou Yinghuai looked at Zhou Moxing calmly. He said calmly, word by word: "I will use all my years of hard work to exchange for Jiang Tan."
Having said that, what else is there to say?
At this moment, Zhou Moxing couldn't be angry anymore.
He looked at Zhou Yinghuai expressionlessly. The latter stood up slowly, and then faced him calmly.
Zhou Yinghuai said calmly: "Father, I know you are angry now, but people are still flesh and blood. You can't ask me to always be like a machine that can make no mistakes."
After hearing this, Zhou Moxing stared at Zhou Yinghuai, with disappointment in his eyes, and other more complex emotions slowly emerging.
He said coldly: "Zhou Yinghuai, the head of the Zhou family cannot make mistakes. I will just pretend that I have not heard your request today."
"The Weixi Group merges into the Zhou family. Isn't this what you have always wanted to see?"
"I want to see it! But it can't be you doing it for a woman!" Zhou Moxing said angrily: "Some things cannot be based on interest assessment alone! You know, if you marry Jiang Tan, there is no way you can make the whole Zhou I’m so impressed! Acting on emotion will lead to a dead end!”
Zhou Yinghuai was actually prepared to be rejected by Zhou Moxing.
After hearing this, he had no reaction.
Zhou Moxing felt uncomfortable. After all, this was his own son. He sighed and softened his voice: "You said before that you didn't want to marry Chu Anning. I agree. Even in the past few years, if you don't want to settle down, I can do that too." I won’t force you. Ying Huai, just keep your Jiang Tan, I’ll let you go, but you can’t marry her!”
Zhou Yinghuai thought that this was probably the biggest concession Zhou Mo Xing could make.
But how can it be enough?
Zhou Yinghuai laughed lightly. He looked at Zhou Moxing calmly with dark eyes, "What will my Tantan do in those few years? She can't watch me marry someone else. Dad, you haven't thought about her at all. "
His voice became colder and colder every moment.
"Why should I think about her! Zhou Yinghuai, what virtue and ability does she have to let you argue with your father here over her?"
Zhou Moxing pursed his lips and spoke bluntly: "You don't need me to teach you many things, right? There are many marriages between families in name only. You can find a woman who doesn't love you but is equally powerful. In the future, if Jiang Tan has children, It can be adopted into this woman’s name.”
Zhou Moxing looked at Zhou Yinghuai as a matter of course, and tried to say calmly: "Except for marriage, you can give her anything, and I can turn a blind eye. Yinghuai, who was born in the Zhou family, you can't ask for more." ”
When Zhou Moxing left, Zhou Yinghuai did not stop him.
He looked at Zhou Moxing's leaving figure. In the dim night, his eyes were bottomless ink, as if they would swallow everything.
Zhou Mo walked to the gate of Mingyuan and looked at his subordinate who had been silent beside him.
The subordinate looked nervously and looked at Zhou Moxing. Before the latter could speak, he quickly said: "I understand, you didn't go anywhere tonight!"
Zhou Moxing's expression softened slightly, and he said 'hmm' with satisfaction, and then said: "By the way, I haven't seen Meng Yanxi much since he got married to the girl from the Xia family. Let him come and see me tomorrow."
"yes."
Jiang Tan had a good night's sleep and didn't feel hungover when she woke up.
Everything about last night was vague in memory. Jiang Tan walked out of the room rubbing his forehead and saw Zhou Yinghuai had prepared breakfast.
Jiang Tan stood there and looked at him hesitantly.
"What's wrong? Come here for dinner." Zhou Yinghuai said lightly: "You stand there and look at me. Are you full?"
"Did you bring me back yesterday?" Jiang Tan hesitated for a moment, pursed her lips, and looked at Zhou Yinghuai: "I didn't say anything offensive to you, right?"
"What do you mean by offensive words?" Zhou Yinghuai raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Jiang Tan: "Whatever you say to me is not offensive."
Jiang Tan naturally knew that this was just Zhou Yinghuai's favoritism.
She lowered her head and looked at the toes of her shoes, "Then what did I say?"
Zhou Yinghuai put his chopsticks on the table and filled a bowl of porridge for Jiang Tan, "I didn't say anything. You were drunk and slept the whole way."
"Yeah?"
"Yes."
Jiang Tan sat down. She didn't eat much last night. She drank a bowl of rice porridge and felt her stomach was a little tight.
"Why don't you eat?" Jiang Tan hesitated for a moment and looked at Zhou Yinghuai in front of him: "Aren't you hungry?"
"I've eaten." Zhou Yinghuai paused and suddenly took out a wooden hairpin from his pocket, "This is for you."
Jiang Tan looked at the epiphyllum wood hairpin placed in front of him. He could tell that it was hand-carved and the workmanship was not particularly exquisite. "Where did you buy it?"
"Carved it last night."
Zhou Yinghuai said this.
Jiang Tan's eyes were moist and bright, looking at him blankly.
For a moment, Zhou Yinghuai wanted to kiss her eyes.
He clenched his hands into fists subconsciously, then slowly released them. He held the chopsticks casually with his long fingers and gave Jiang Tan a small steamed bun: "I made it out of boredom last night."
The Buddhist hall in Mingyuan was lit all night long. After Zhou Mo walked, Zhou Yinghuai sat on a soft cushion and painted with meticulous brushwork, slowly carving epiphyllum patterns.
The carving he learned when he was a boy was no longer familiar to him now, so he concentrated on carving such a wooden hairpin in one night.
"It's still pretty good-looking." Jiang Tan said cogently.
Zhou Yinghuai curled his lips and smiled, his eyes always focused on Jiang Tan, refusing to move away even a moment.
He said: "Tan Tan, are you happy being with me?"
Jiang Tan's eyelashes trembled. She couldn't say anything against her will like 'happy'.
But are you really not happy at all?
Jiang Tan asked himself, still feeling uneasy.
"I have no idea."
"Well," Zhou Yinghuai said, "then I'll move out and give Tantan some more private space, okay?"
Jiang Tan looked at Zhou Yinghuai in shock.
She opened her mouth, and after a long moment, she repeated uncertainly: "Are you moving out?"
"Yes." Zhou Yinghuai said, "If you can be happier if you move out, I will listen to you."
