Chapter 43 She chooses a man, I personally check it

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Cheng Xi knew that if it was so expensive, it must not belong to her.

Hua Jingjing, a young lady from the Hua family.

Zhou Jingchen seemed to be teasing her, but also seemed to be serious about it, "How about I give you a dowry when you get married?"

Her heart tightened.

Marry a cripple from the Geng family?

Cheng Xi wondered for a moment if he was really willing to give up.

Raising a kitten also develops feelings.

What's more, a living person.

The elders may not necessarily know the inside story of the scandals involving the second generation children, but the children of the same generation do.

Just because Zhou Jingchen said that the young master of the Geng family might have violent tendencies, he probably knew about it.

The Geng family and his wife always reported good things to the Zhou family but not bad things, and tried every possible means to hide their son's problems. Zhou Huaikang would never have time to inquire about a junior.

Zhou Jingchen buttoned up his suit, and the guests who came and went said goodbye to him. He responded with good temper one by one, and even became addicted to excitement. He took the time to put it in her ear, and said every word with a magnetic voice, "This necklace is the Zhou family's dowry. To give you confidence, apart from the Ye family, no other family in the city can afford it."

The hot breath penetrated into the neck, and Cheng Xi couldn't help but shrink.

His whole body is sexy, but it is not exposed and is well hidden.

At the end of the auction ceremony, the organizer personally sent Zhou Jingchen off.

Mrs. Zhou has returned directly to Zhou's home from Hall 1.

After getting in the car, the secretary handed over her cell phone, "Miss Guan's phone number, she couldn't get through to you, so please call me."

Zhou Jingchen waved his hand.

The secretary took it back.

Yesterday's flowers.

Zhong Wen interacts with so many rich second generations, and this is the word she laments the most in the dormitory.

Rich men are all without products: no conscience, no morality, and no sense of justice.

A woman becomes a thing of the past, like an expired product.

"What are you wearing on your head?" Zhou Jingchen didn't look carefully in the banquet hall, but now he saw her ponytail.

"flower."

"Can I know it's a flower?" He ordered, "Come here."

Cheng Xi approached him, he reached out and pulled it off, weighed it in his palm, "Where did you pick it?"

"backyard."

A beautiful age without pollution, no need for gorgeous jewelry, putting a small flower with a faint fragrance in the hair, the appearance of hibiscus emerging from the clear water, is the most heart-pounding.

"It's black hellebore."

Cheng Xi raised his head, "You know him too?"

Zhou Jingchen heard that she met someone alone tonight, "Who else knows him?"

"Ye family——"

She suddenly remembered that Ye Bonan wanted to talk to her, but was intercepted by Mrs. Zhou and the conversation failed.

"Secretary Zhang, I'm getting off the car." Cheng Xi unbuckled his seat belt and pushed the car door.

It's locked.

"What's wrong with the Ye family?" Zhou Jingchen lost the white flower that was gradually turning yellow and wilting, and did not help her unlock the door.

A whistle sounded from behind the car.

Zhou Jingchen turned back and stared at the car.

The car lights were turned on, and the license plate number was backlit, making it hard to see clearly.

The secretary flashed double lights, and the car received the signal and turned off its headlights.

It's the Ye family's car.

Ye Bonan attended the charity auction on behalf of the Ye family and drove the Ye family's car instead of a private car.

Zhou Jingchen looked at his watch, "It's too late. I'll tell you something tomorrow."

He patted the driver's seat and the secretary immediately turned around.

In the rearview mirror, the Ye family's car also started.

When the intersection turned, the driver of the Ye family changed lanes to catch up and drove side by side.

"General Manager Zhou."

Zhou Jingchen originally only lowered half of the car windows, but when he heard this, he lowered all the windows and said with an official smile, "Mr. Ye, please make an appointment with me for racing another day."

"I'm not looking for you." Ye Bonan's eyes fell on Cheng Xi next to him, "I'm looking for Cheng Xi to explain a misunderstanding."

"Oh." Zhou Jingchen cooperated and leaned back.

Without any obstacles, Ye Bonan and Cheng Xi looked at each other, but with Zhou Jingchen in between them, the atmosphere was awkward and awkward. Ye Bonan had always been a reserved and taciturn man, and in the end he did not explain anything.

"Cheng Xi, please wait for my call."

After Ye Bonan said this, the car slowed down and stopped chasing.

Zhou Jingchen raised the car window again, "Does he have your phone number?"

Cheng Xi shook his head.

They probably hit Joel's secretarial department.

I won't disturb the Zhou family's old house rashly.

...

When I got home, Mrs. Zhou had just walked in.

Zhou Huaikang was sitting in the living room with reading glasses on his nose, watching the news replay.

The nanny brought out a pot of tea. Cheng Xi washed his hands and took it, placing it gently on the coffee table.

The tea bowl was too hot, and she curled her red fingertips.

Zhou Huaikang doesn't like to use tea sets. He likes to use old-fashioned big tea bowls. One bowl can fill you up. He doesn't pay attention to the quality of life. His food and clothing are at a well-off level, because the family motto left by Mr. Zhou is: be strict with yourself, be diligent and thrifty, and be honorable.

Unfortunately, Mrs. Zhou was too particular. After all, her mother-in-law had the capital. The old house was quite old, but she couldn't get used to it. A month after the old man was buried, he dressed up inside and out. Zhou Huaikang complained to her privately. In fact, last week Madam is very restrained. The Li family's ancestral home in the south is the most luxurious.

Zhou Huaikang stared at Zhou Jingchen, "Are you in the limelight?"

"Jingchen and Ye Bonan competed for the finale, and he won." Mrs. Zhou sat down next to Zhou Huaikang, "That necklace has a good meaning. It is to wish the newlyweds a happy marriage."

Zhou Huaikang smiled, "Have the Geng family gone?"

"The Geng family was in Hall 1 hosted by the government. They did not come to Hall 2 and donated three ambulances." Mrs. Zhou peeled an apple for Zhou Huaikang with her own hands. "Mrs. Sun took the lead in making noises. Xi'er and the Geng family's son also We haven’t met yet.”

Cheng Xi rubbed his hands.

"Geng Shiqing's background is not difficult to choose. He is about the same age as Xi'er. Moreover, the Geng family is in the cultural department and has wide connections in the entertainment and education circles. It will be easy for the grandchildren to get involved in literature and art when they grow up. Geng Shiqing's eldest sister, the second My sister is financially strong and dotes on my younger brother very much. Xi'er will enjoy endless blessings in her lifetime."

Zhou Huaikang took a sip of tea and spoke with final words.

"Xi'er, please show your attitude." Mrs. Zhou was cautious. She didn't want Cheng Xi to marry a cripple and there would be rumors and gossip about the Zhou family, so she wanted her to say something pleasant.

"Is Geng Shiqing in this city?" Zhou Jingchen, who had always remained silent, suddenly spoke.

"He is not in this city. He is undergoing treatment in a hospital out of town and will come back the day after tomorrow." Zhou Huaikang understood that Zhou Jingchen had objections, "What do you think?"

"Let me see you." Zhou Jingchen said calmly and with an aura that could not be refuted.

"It's appropriate to meet her once," Mrs. Zhou said, "Xi'er should also meet her."

Zhou Huaikang frowned for a long time and rejected Zhou Jingchen's proposal, "You don't have to come forward. Your mother and I will entertain the Geng family at our old house."

"That won't work, men know men best." Zhou Jingchen crossed his legs and rested his arms lazily on the edge of the back of the sofa, swaying every now and then. He looked easy-going on the surface, but he was more imposing on the inside, "Cheng Xi is also considered Zhou. My young lady chooses a man, and I have to check it."