The Zhou family came to pay their last respects.
Mrs. Zhou personally burned three sticks of incense, and Zhou Jingchen and Cheng Xisan bowed.
He walked to the family acknowledgment area and said, "Aunt Hua, my condolences."
Cheng Xi echoed, "Mrs. Hua, take care."
Mrs. Hua was so sad that she covered her mouth and cried bitterly.
Miss Hua, on the other hand, took the lead, "Jingchen, my father loved collecting jade most during his lifetime. Thank you very much for your jade."
"This junior should do his best." Zhou Jingchen nodded solemnly as a salute and did not shake hands with her again.
Miss Hua's eyes followed Cheng Xi, and then moved to the next person, ignoring him.
Cheng Xi knew full well that Miss Hua looked down upon her status, so she simply said nothing and followed Zhou Jingchen to the banquet hall upstairs.
The first-class VIPs were invited to attend the dinner, but the other guests were not eligible to attend. A total of more than 700 people paid their condolences, and there were less than 60 people at the table.
As the head of the family, the Hua family sits at the main table, and the Zhou family sits at the adjacent table No. 2. This is a great honor at a banquet where all the powerful and important guests are.
However, Cheng Xi was placed at table 8 at the end of the U-shaped banquet hall. Table 8 was directly opposite table 2, so close that Mrs. Zhou was not picky.
The Hua family has been in the family for generations. No foreign wine is served during the banquet, only 50% Maotai-flavored Dukang wine.
The guests at tables 3 and 4 made toasts. Since it was a white banquet, it was difficult to argue with them, so Zhou Jingchen did them one by one.
Seeing this, the other tables also stood up and toasted. After one round, he couldn't help but go downstairs to sober up. In fact, he was avoiding the second round of toasts.
Mrs. Zhou was worried and asked Cheng Xi to follow.
A group of guests who had not partaken in the banquet were chatting in the lobby. Zhou Jingchen deliberately bypassed them and went back to the car to rest.
Cheng Xi sat in front and observed him in the rearview mirror.
He seemed drunk and sober.
Zhou Jingchen is always invisible to others.
There was a gap left in the driver's window, and the sound of horns and noises poured in, making Zhou Jingchen extremely annoyed and pointed at the gap.
Cheng Xi closed the window.
"water."
His voice was hoarse and he was drunk.
The locker only has a box of disinfectant wipes.
She got out of the car and said, "I'll go to the lobby to get a drink."
Cheng Xi asked the etiquette lady for strong tea. Zhou Jingchen moved to the other side. This side was free, and she sat in.
"It's Pu'er."
Zhou Jingchen drank the whole drink in one gulp, crushed the paper cup, and slowly raised his eyes.
His fingertips lingered over Cheng Xi's face, and in his eyes was a young, fresh and flawless white porcelain glaze.
"Have you met Ye Bonan?"
Cheng Xi shook his head, "I didn't see his face."
"Do you want to see me face to face?"
She didn't know whether she thought about it or not. Zhou Huaikang and his wife were determined to marry her into the Ye family. She would meet her sooner or later. It was better to be early than to meet early and be prepared in advance.
It was said that the eldest son of the Ye family had no choice in appearance or talent, but everyone had their own preferences for carrots and vegetables. She might not have any qualms when she met the stunning Zhou Jingchen.
During Cheng Xi's silence, Zhou Jingchen's chest pressed against her, and his breathing slowly became irregular.
There was a surge of heat in the car, and people were coming and going outside the car. The lights of the restaurant shone on his face, as if he was on the verge of a desperate situation and had a near-death experience.
Inflating.
Until destruction.
Zhou Jingchen turned off all the lights in the back seat.
Cheng Xi hid in the darkness, feeling uncontrollably afraid.
The man lifted up her shirt, unbuttoned the inner buckle, and pushed up her inner and outer clothes. She only felt hot, smoky hot.
While kissing her, Zhou Jingchen groped to the middle of the seat and pressed the button. A trace of air-conditioning from the car refrigerator filled the air. The extremely contrasting temperature stimulated her to shiver violently.
The calluses in his palms grinded every inch of the skin, and the dry and rough touch felt like a huge wave, with the tide of love rolling over and over at will.
Cheng Xi couldn't help but raise his neck.
Zhou Jingchen caressed her firmly, but she completely lost her direction and will. She had too little experience and was so vulnerable under the dominance of a man.
His kiss smelled of wine and tea, and his saliva was bitter and spicy, with a hint of sweetness that burned her tongue.
The next second, she felt something and shivered violently.
It's ice cubes.
A small ice ball soaked in foreign wine.
Cheng Xi shrank, "Zhou Jingchen..."
He kept kissing, moving all the way down, "Call me another one."
"It's so cold..." She twisted her body and sobbed uncontrollably.
Mrs. Hua and several cousins from her natal family accompanied Mrs. Zhou out, went straight to Hongqi L9, and knocked on the window, "Mr. Zhou, have you sobered up?"
Cheng Xi huddled in the corner, his face pale.
Zhou Jingchen helped her tidy up her clothes and lowered the window calmly.
"Mother, Aunt Hua."
Mrs. Hua's natal brother glanced at him and said, "My eyes are still red. I'm still drunk. Let's take the bus."
The banquet hall was equipped with ten passenger buses. Anyone who drank too much and whose private driver did not come would be escorted home by the Hua family.
"We have a driver, so it won't be a problem." Zhou Jingchen said politely.
The back row was dark, and Mrs. Hua used the faint light in the front row to look at Cheng Xi. Her eyes were redder than Zhou Jingchen's, flushed with emotion and the charm of a little woman.
"Cheng Xi drank too?" Mrs. Hua was suspicious and couldn't help but speak.
Cheng Xi froze.
Her pants were now wet, and the ice melted into water, dripping on the seat. She reluctantly sat up straight, "Drink half a glass."
"Xi'er's drinking ability is poor and she hasn't improved in so many years." Mrs. Zhou smiled, "Let's go back to the Zhou family."
Cheng Xi was about to agree when Zhou Jingchen stopped her and said, "I'll take her back to the dormitory."
She swallowed the words that slipped to her lips.
Unconsciously, I became anxious.
Tonight has gotten out of hand.
If you are alone any longer, everything will get even more out of control.
The relationship between her and Zhou Jingchen was like a mess. She couldn't deal with it. The more she dealt with it, the more messed up she was. There was no other way but to escape.
Mrs. Zhou got on the bus and turned at the intersection.
Zhou Jingchen fastened his buttons and got out of the car.
He leaned against the front of the car and took out his cigarette case.
I smoked two at the police station and never touched them again.
The horizontal parking lot was to the northwest, and the wind was howling. He opened the windproof cover of the lighter and lit one.
The sparks from the cigarette flickered, and he folded his right hand and took a deep breath.
The fierce breathing was muffled in the throat, and the sweat dispersed in the wind.
Cheng Xi looked at his back.
This was the second time in the past six years that she saw Zhou Jingchen smoking.
The way to light a fire is very unfamiliar.
And extremely charming.
Evil, depraved, wrongly charming.
Zhou Jingchen calmed down, but could not.
After taking only one puff, he threw away the cigarette, opened the car door, leaned over and kissed her.
He was not sitting, and most of his back was exposed to the outside of the car. He knelt on the seat, bent as far as possible, and the folds of his trousers spread into the shadow of his lower abdomen.
