Zhou Jingchen acquiesced.
"Is it compensation?"
"A gift." He turned his back to the window in the corridor, his face dark and unclear. "It's your birthday next week. I'm going on a business trip, so I gave it to you in advance."
Cheng Xi said nothing.
Her birthday is in February.
Zhou Jingchen even remembered her birthday wrongly.
They had known her for many years and had slept with her intimately, but she really didn't hold much weight in his heart.
"Want a car?" Zhou Jingchen is not very patient, but has a gentle temper towards women, "I have an Audi in my garage, you drive it first."
That Audi A6 was his first car. He drove it for fun. After driving it a few times, he switched to a high-end new car.
But it has been well maintained and is 80% new.
Cheng Xi had just finished taking his driver's license exam and was indeed choosing a car. He wouldn't feel bad if a second-hand car crashed, and this Audi was of commemorative significance.
While she was hesitating, several figures appeared at the corner of the aisle, led by the dean of the Department of Finance. Cheng Xi pretended not to recognize Zhou Jingchen and passed him by.
"Cheng Xi, you didn't go to take a photo?"
The dean of the department stopped her, turned around and spotted Zhou Jingchen again, "Mr. Zhou, will we go to the cafeteria to eat together?"
"No trouble, I have some private matters this afternoon."
The dean of the department sounded regretful, "The club has rehearsed a dance, and we plan to invite you to watch it."
Zhou Jingchen was polite on the surface and said, "There will be a chance in the future."
"Cheng Xi is the leader of the club. She won an award in the city's dance competition!" The department head was proud and patted Cheng Xi on the shoulder. "She performs dance every year on the school anniversary."
Zhou Jingchen had never been interested in talking to each other. After hearing this sentence, he said casually, "Why didn't Mr. Cheng dance this year?"
The department chair was helpless, "Cheng Xi refuses to come on stage, and I can't persuade her."
"Why not?" Zhou Jingchen stopped and turned around.
The department chair understood that he was unhappy.
Girls are eager to perform for him. If they catch his eye, he will praise her and say that she is more than qualified to be an entertainment cadre.
This is the first time I meet someone who doesn't know how to appreciate someone.
The dean of the department pushed Cheng Xi over, but she lost her balance and almost fell into Zhou Jingchen's arms.
Zhou Jingchen quickly supported her with his eyes and whispered, "Is it because I'm here?"
The bitter taste of tea was in his mouth. Zhou Jingchen had a habit of drinking a cup of extra strong Pu'er in the morning to refresh himself.
Cheng Xi stiffly took a step back, "My foot is injured."
The man lowered his eyes, her ankle was wrapped in a thick bandage.
"Mr. Zhou, Cheng Xi will definitely perform on stage at the graduates' farewell ceremony in June!" The department head came to Cheng Xi's rescue.
Zhou Jingchen didn't say coming or not coming, and walked calmly towards the first floor.
The dean's heart finally settled, "This is not a tricky boss, but don't offend him. The university is actually a small society, and you need to understand the ways of the world."
Cheng Xi kept his head silent.
"If he is willing to come to the show, if you dance well, you can easily get elected if you sign up for the student union in your senior year." The department head glanced at her, "I saw that you are usually smart, so I taught you."
"Thank you, director." Cheng Xi smiled modestly.
The director meant well, she knew it.
Adults talk about reality and background. Some people’s words are worth more than gold.
Especially what the Zhou family said.
Cheng Xi separated from the department chair in the multimedia hall and received a text message from Zhou Jingchen asking her to go back.
Mrs. Zhou has been very busy these days, and it will be impossible if she doesn't return.
She ran back to the dormitory, took out the bag from the drawer, got in the car and handed it to Zhou Jingchen.
"Too expensive and not suitable for school use."
He rested his elbows on the car window, closed his eyes and meditated, "Throw the trash can."
Cheng Xi was speechless.
Since her father's property was confiscated and her family's source of income had been cut off, she knew all too well the embarrassment of having no money. How could she be willing to throw away a package worth two hundred thousand yuan.
Zhou Jingchen knew even more that she couldn't bear it.
Cheng Xi ignored him.
Driving through another intersection and approaching Zhou Zhai, Zhou Jingchen suddenly asked, "What kind of dance do you dance?"
"Classical dance."
He turned his head sideways and looked at her slender waist and arms. They were soft and slender, yet flexible and strong. She had a figure for dancing.
Zhou Jingchen did not have the bad habits of the upper class, but he also socialized with the upper class.
That group of people prefer dancers. The boy who has been in school for more than ten years is the best. He is so soft that he can turn over and over in various positions.
"Are you going to perform at the graduation ceremony?"
Cheng Xi pursed her lips, "Will you come that day?"
"The time will come."
Zhou Jingchen always looked like this.
Ambiguity that is not clear, sweetness that is not clear.
Leave an aftertaste and room to escape.
The car turned the corner and drove into the community. Zhou's house is Courtyard No. 1, a 400-square-meter Hui-style courtyard with gray and white bricks and tiles. The screen wall at the entrance is hung with a big red Chinese character "Fu" knot, which is magnificent.
The driver parked the car and picked up a broom to sweep away the snow outside the door before Zhou Jingchen got out.
The leather shoes are smooth and smooth, without a trace of snow or mud.
Zhou Jingchen lives in a large flat in the city center after get off work. He must return to Zhou's house on the sixth day. The family reunites to have dinner, watch the news, and report work to Zhou Huaikang.
It was the rule set by Mr. Zhou's generation.
The persimmon tree in the yard was stained with white frost. Zhou Jingchen passed under the tree and picked a big one for Cheng Xi.
"The persimmons are ripe."
When she touched it, it was filled with ice shards.
Do not eat cold food during menstrual period.
Cheng Xi shook his head.
He held it in his hand, "Don't you like it?"
"Eat in two days."
Cheng Xi didn't know if he understood that she couldn't be pregnant.
Zhou Jingchen stepped up the steps, opened the mahogany door, and told the nanny who greeted him, "Make pear soup. Cheng Xi has a discomfort in his throat."
She instantly remembered the scene when Zhou Jingchen was lying in the bathtub that night, holding the back of her head and pushing it down.
Her abdominal muscles were tight and hard, making her lips numb.
Cheng Xi had no experience at all, and the pain made Zhou Jingchen sweat on his forehead. He still didn't let go, calling her name hoarsely, forcing her to look at her.
He actually didn't shy away from her and mentioned it openly, as if it was a normal and trivial matter.
Cheng Xi's face turned red.
Entering the living room, Mrs. Zhou was talking on the phone with Zhou Huaikang's secretary.
The secretary said he was staying at the Jingxi Hotel opposite the TV station, had roast duck, and would go home tomorrow.
Cheng Xi has a friend who works as a waiter at the Jingxi Hotel. The guests are top-notch people. Passes are required for entry and exit. The security check is very strict, and even photos of the rooms and meals are not allowed.
Zhou Jingchen also attended business summits.
"Remind Lao Zhou to take antihypertensive medicine and smoke less. I will take care of Jingchen's affairs, don't worry."
After hanging up the phone, Mrs. Zhou waved to Cheng Xi to sit down, and her eyes immediately focused on her satchel.
The distribution of this bag costs about 500,000 yuan, which is more expensive than the bag. Cheng Xi stopped accepting living expenses from the Zhou family when he started his internship. The salary he earned could not even afford a backpack strap.
She noticed Mrs. Zhou's gaze and blocked the bag without any trace of her body.
Mrs. Zhou smiled lovingly, "You haven't been back for three months, right? Your Uncle Zhou misses you."
"I miss Uncle Zhou too."
"Xi'er, is your mother's treatment fee sufficient?"
Zhou Huaikang and his wife called her "Xi'er" privately, with a crisp and mellow sound. Zhou Jingchen never called her that. He only called her once in a trembling voice during the peak seconds of dying on the bed.
Jubilee.
Heavy breathing, raised veins.
Full of male desire.
It made her paralyzed.
Mrs. Zhou continued, "The nursing home costs a lot. If it's not enough, tell me. You can concentrate on school and don't be in a hurry to make money."
Cheng Xi came to her senses and said, "That's enough, Aunt Zhou."
"Xi'er, are you in love?"
Mrs. Zhou's eyes were so intense that her scalp went numb.
"We haven't talked about it yet..."
"is there anything you like?"
Cheng Xi was uneasy.
Zhou Jingchen was sitting on the single sofa opposite, calmly arranging his cufflinks. The nanny asked him what he wanted to eat, and he said a Jiangsu dish.
Zhou Huaikang had frequent job transfers in the past, and Mrs. Zhou was also busy. He was raised at his maternal grandfather's house in Suzhou and returned to the north only after graduating from junior high school. He spoke old-fashioned Suzhou dialect.
Therefore, he has the tallness and courage of a northern man, and the fair skin and shrewdness of a southern man.
North and South take all.
"Nothing I like." Cheng Xi was absent-minded, his eyes avoiding Mrs. Zhou.
Mrs. Zhou glanced at the bag again, but she didn't puncture it.
The little girl loves face, so she couldn't resist the temptation and took the wrong path. I saw it a lot in college.
"If you have difficulties in life, if you are too embarrassed to come to me, go to Jingchen and sister-in-law."
sister in law...
Cheng Xi squeezed the sofa cushion until his joints creaked.
Mrs. Zhou looked at Zhou Jingchen seriously and placed a few photos on the table, "You pick one that is close to your eyes."
He fiddled with the jade ashtray used to entertain guests, "Who did you choose?"
"I won't interfere with your decision."
Cheng Xi saw that the women in the photos were all dignified and beautiful, about the same age as Zhou Jingchen. The most important thing was that they had nobility nourished by their family background, and they were worthy of the spotlight and matched him well.
"This one." He chose the one at the bottom.
most beautiful.
That eye-catching, aggressive beauty.
Cheng Xi's heart aches.
Sure enough, men are visual creatures.
The first passion is always beauty.
He is also interested in beautiful women.
Mrs. Zhou was not satisfied, and pointed to the other one, "What about her? She has a high degree of education, her parents are university professors, and her grandfather retired from the army."
"Do you like it?" Zhou Jingchen's face didn't show much emotion.
"You decide your own wife."
"I've already made my choice," he insisted.
Mrs. Zhou lost her smile completely.
"Xi'er, help the ministers choose." Mrs. Zhou moved the photo to Cheng Xi again, "Women have the most accurate taste in women."
Cheng Xi bit her lower lip, her internal organs almost twisted into a ball, making her unable to breathe.
"What did she choose?" Zhou Jingchen leaned on the back of the sofa, his eyebrows impatient, "It's not her who's marrying him, it's me who's marrying him."
"It seems you really like it?" Mrs. Zhou probed.
"You can arrange a meeting."
Zhou Jingchen agreed without hesitation.
He picked up the tea cup and waved his right hand in front of Cheng Xi's eyes.
It was this hand that developed the most advanced aircraft components, making the aviation group he worked for a leading group in the industry, and he also became the most valuable chief engineer.
When it comes to Zhou Jingchen, people in the circle comment that he is a noble man, calm and indifferent, and no one can see through him.
Cheng Xi felt it was right to stay away from him.
Such a man is destined to make women fall into trouble and get hurt emotionally.
