Zhou Huaikang stayed at the home of the Beijing boss, and Zhou Jingchen left at night and returned to Beihang Group to work overtime.
Cheng Xi leaned against the window, the headlight of Hongqi L9 shone on the persimmon tree, and Zhou Jingchen hurriedly passed under the tree.
Before getting in the car, he sensed something, stopped, raised his head, and looked at the window.
Looking at each other, Cheng Xi's heart skipped a beat and quickly closed the curtain.
The car parked in the yard for about five or six minutes before starting the engine.
She quietly opened the curtains again, and the snow was marked with rolling ruts, and the sparks of a cigarette butt were moist and had just been extinguished.
...
Laozhai recently hired a chef who was good at Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine. Mrs. Zhou packed three dishes and one soup and told Cheng Xi to send them to Beihang Group.
"There is a charity auction dinner tonight. My natal family and Jingchen have been invited. My natal family has also been doing business in the north in the past few years. It would be inappropriate not to go. I will try my best to make time. If I am not free, you can go with Jingchen." Zhou Madam packed it herself and closed the lid of the food box, "It won't hurt if you show your face more."
Cheng Xi stared at the food box without responding.
"Are you still angry with him?" Mrs. Zhou couldn't laugh or cry. "The minister scolded you, and I scolded him too. How can a brother and sister not quarrel when they live under the same roof? He has a bad temper, and you have an even more stubborn temper. You should let it go." Jiao, can he be willing to scold you?"
Cheng Xi smiled and said, "I'm not angry."
"Jingchen's marriage has basically been settled. He will marry Hua Jingjing, a young lady from the Hua family. They will go back and forth first, and then get engaged after the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion." Mrs. Zhou said to herself, "The Hua family has a good upbringing, and Jingjing will not neglect you."
Cheng Xi remained silent.
Miss Hua was indifferent at the funeral that day and didn't even do anything to save her face. It was obvious that she was too lazy to contact her and rejected her existence. After marrying Zhou Jingchen and becoming Mrs. Zhou, she will only become more and more distant from her. As time goes by, she will completely lose contact with her.
Unless Cheng Xi is of value to the Zhou family, Zhou Huaikang and his wife make the decision to contact her, but since one is the daughter-in-law and the other has a foreign surname, the Zhou family will naturally favor the daughter-in-law.
"Do you have a good impression of Hu Sheng?" Mrs. Zhou wanted to ask last night, but Zhou Jingchen made trouble and forgot to ask.
"Not a match for the eyes."
Mrs. Zhou frowned, "You don't like him?"
"We can't talk..." Cheng Xi said cryptically, "We don't get along with each other."
Mrs. Zhou did not put pressure on her, "Don't worry, your Uncle Zhou has someone chosen."
She pursed her lips and said nothing.
Cheng Xi drove to the Beihang Group headquarters and had a lunch break at 12 o'clock.
Standing at the bottom of the steps of the building, Zhou Jingchen stood at the top, chatting about work with a group of executives in suits and leather shoes, walking down step by step.
He walked up to Cheng Xi, his expression calm and indifferent, and there was no sense of intimacy that could be discerned by outsiders, "Why are you here at the company?"
"I sent an invitation to the Zhou family for the charity dinner. Aunt Zhou won't go, so let me go with you."
Zhou Jingchen signaled to his secretary with a wink.
The secretary gestured, "Ms. Cheng, Chief Engineer Zhou has a meeting, please wait for him in the office."
Cheng Xi took a small step to the side, and Zhou Jingchen passed her by.
He wore a new Chinese-style suit, a white background with blue patterns and splashes of ink, which made him look handsome and handsome. It seemed to be a dinner dress.
Her hair has also been combed, and her temperament is outstanding.
The golden skin that confuses women.
Cheng Xi waited in the office until two o'clock. He pulled his tie with one hand and opened the door with the other.
"Have you had lunch?" She greeted him, "The food is hot."
Zhou Jingchen sat down and rubbed his brow bones.
"Steamed pork ribs, glutinous rice and lotus root——"
"My mother has worked hard for you and pushed you to the front of the stage to show off in the world and get married ahead of all the second-generation ladies." He interrupted Cheng Xi, leaning back on the chair with his body relaxed, putting his fingers on the armrests, and tapping , say, "If she knows you want to escape from the Zhou family."
Cheng Xi's scalp tightened, "I didn't want to escape."
There was a smile floating at the end of his eyes, but the smile was colder than not smiling, "Isn't it better to repay the Zhou family and be clean from now on than to escape?"
"I can't repay it." She was very sober. "Money, the Cheng family's debt of gratitude, and my alimony, I can't repay any of it, so I listen to Aunt Zhou and do whatever she arranges for me to do."
She scooped up a bowl of porridge, took out steamed vegetables, cooked vegetables, and staple food from one drawer after another, and set the tableware. "It's a pity that I didn't live up to expectations. Ye Bonan didn't like me. Uncle Zhou is about to retire, and you are unwilling to take over and enter politics. Zhou If a family wants to maintain its status, it must have a political marriage, right?"
Zhou Jingchen looked at her with a face that showed neither joy nor anger.
"The Hua family has a deep foundation, but the men are dead and can't help the Zhou family. You are willing to marry a girl from the Hua family because of your childhood sweethearts. The elders have been engaged verbally, but it is not actually a marriage." Cheng Xizhu said in Then, without moving, "Uncle Zhou's plan is to marry me."
There were waves in his eyes, as deep as a bottomless abyss.
"Who told you that?"
Cheng Xi lowered his head, "I eavesdropped."
Zhou Huaikang asked Zhou Jingchen to go to the study room to talk, complaining that Mrs. Zhou had taken the initiative to introduce Hu Sheng. Hu Sheng was good-looking and liked girls. If he fell in love with her, he would not be easily separated. The candidate Zhou Huaikang was satisfied with was the young master of the Geng family. He was born with a disability and had a severe lameness, but he was not ugly, had a good personality, and had good facial features. Miss Quanfu thought he was lame and refused to marry him, and the Geng family, an ordinary daughter-in-law, did not like her. Cheng Xi was raised as a daughter by the Zhou family, and the "fake phoenix" was more valuable than the "real sparrow", so the Geng family proposed a marriage. Zhou Huaikang has been hesitant, worried that she will not agree.
The two nannies of the old house were discussing this matter in the kitchen, and Cheng Xi happened to be cleaning the back garden across the window.
"General Manager Zhou." The secretary came in with a pink box. "The dress was selected at Suzhou River Clothing Store according to Miss Cheng's size."
The secretary put down the box and quickly exited the office.
Zhou Jingchen opened the cover and glanced at it, "Change clothes."
There is a small inner room in the office. He occasionally takes naps and takes a shower. Cheng Xi takes his clothes and goes inside to change.
A denim blue printed dress, refreshing and in line with her status as a student.
Zhou Jingchen didn't like the charming and coquettish style very much. He had chosen clothes for her three times, all of which were from the "Guotai Minan" series. They were pure Chinese style without being vulgar.
The man looked at her for a moment and commented seriously, "It's too big."
Cheng Xi also looked at it and saw that the size was not too big. "It fits well."
"I didn't say skirt."
Her peripheral vision happened to pass over her tall chest, and she fell silent.
Zhou Jingchen walked over and put a belt in her hand, "Can you tie it?"
Cheng Xi stuffed the end of the belt into his trousers buckle, threaded it through each hole, leaned down and wrapped it around his waist, "Tie it loosely or tightly?"
"what ever."
Zhou Jingchen's waist is narrow and lean, and he can handle any type of pants very well.
She tied it loosely and tucked the hem of her shirt at the edge.
Suddenly, the man grabbed her and pressed her there.
Cheng Xi retracted, and Zhou Jingchen's grip tightened, "Didn't you pester me a lot those two nights? You won't pester me today?"
Her skin turned red from head to toe, "I'm not pestering you."
He is too wild.
It was wild and fierce, and she was caught off guard.
Zhou Jingchen leaned forward, his straight nose pressed between her hair, "The scent is not good, it's too bright, I used it before."
He kept moving his hands, manipulating her to penetrate her, and her breathing gradually became thicker, "The scent of jasmine suits you."
Cheng Xi put aside his head and said, "This is in your office..."
The man kissed her, and she glanced at the office door tremblingly. He was not interested in it, so he simply stopped kissing her. His lips pressed against her neck, and his movements intensified.
Zhou Jingchen's hands were covered with calluses, some thick and some thin, while Cheng Xi's hands were soft and boneless, and could not bear being rubbed.
It was so tender and soft, which made Zhou Jingchen's abdomen swell and his lumbar spine also itch.
"General Manager Zhou, your mother is here." The secretary knocked on the door to remind.
Cheng Xi trembled with fright, which made Zhou Jingchen tremble as well.
His voice was hoarse, sweat appeared on his forehead, and he could bear it to the limit, "How long will it take to come up?"
The secretary replied, "Five minutes."
"Hold her."
"Zhou Jingchen..." Cheng Xi cried, "Don't be crazy."
