She expressed her attitude in the car yesterday, and Zhou Jingchen agreed, so today he was particularly indifferent. Even if something like this happened, except for the most basic concern, he had no emotions and was very lonely.
"The doctor's orders are to have a good rest. Can the engagement ceremony be held as scheduled?"
"It doesn't matter." Zhou Jingchen stared out the window. The ground was wet, fine spring rain was floating in the air, and the whole city was covered in fog.
"I will warn Geng Shiqing not to touch you for the time being."
Cheng Xi felt as if a hole had been dug in her heart, and the wind was blowing hard, making her feel cold from head to toe.
There is no blood color or warmth.
"We are engaged, why doesn't he touch me?" She lost control of her emotions, "Will Geng Shiqing obey you?"
"Because you are unwell." Cheng Xi was excited, but Zhou Jingchen was unusually calm, too calm. "I came forward, and Geng Shiqing did not dare to disobey."
"He dares!"
The man tilted his head and looked at her deeply.
"I'm getting off." She wiped her tears.
Zhou Jingchen didn't respond.
Cheng Xi lay on his lap and pushed the car door.
The driver turned the corner, pulled over and shouted, "Miss Cheng——"
"What are you making!" Zhou Jingchen grabbed her and scolded her.
A small dim light came on inside the car.
The man's eyebrows were cold.
There was anger and impatience, all reflected on his face.
Cheng Xi stopped making trouble.
Zhou Jingchen let go of her hand.
She also looked at the car window. Her face was partially overlapped behind the man's and reflected on the glass.
The winding rain streaks tore the two faces into pieces.
Like an old, sad tragedy.
Cheng Xi's eyes were red, "Brother Jingchen, please help me."
Zhou Jingchen remained motionless and allowed her to hold him while she begged without making a sound.
She rested her chin on his shoulder. The streets in the rain were filled with blue-gray water vapor, which was a different kind of style.
And all of Cheng Xi's charms are in this hug.
Zhou Jingchen's chest swelled and his voice bulged. He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.
The forty-minute drive was extremely silent.
His silence made it difficult for Cheng Xi to predict what was waiting for her.
As soon as he entered the old house, Zhou Jingchen asked Aunt He to stew a pot of crucian carp and tofu soup and steam lean meat custard.
Aunt He was confused, "Don't you think that crucian carp has too many bones and you never eat it?"
"Occasionally I'm craving for fish soup." He took off his coat and walked towards the entrance screen. "Stew it for a longer time. If the fish is stewed, carefully remove the fish bones. Strain it first and then pour it into the pot."
"Yes." Aunt He was still doubtful. She went to the kitchen to prepare ingredients and poked another nanny, "Master Zhou has eaten crucian carp."
The nanny didn't worry about it, "He's picky about the same tofu, northern tofu, soft tofu, marinated tofu, which kind of tofu is fried, what kind of heat, it's all different, he won't touch it in one bite, and his tongue is precise!" "
"Did Miss Cheng drink it?" Aunt He suddenly had an idea, "She bought a lot of medicine last night and ran upstairs in a hurry. She was quite avoiding me."
The nanny took off her apron and went out to buy fish. Aunt He was cleaning the soup stew tools, piecing together things in her mind. Now it was Zhou Jingchen, and now it was Cheng Xi, gradually merging into one scene.
She broke into a cold sweat.
"Aunt He!"
Zhou Jingchen called her three or four times and couldn't help but raise his voice.
She came to her senses and put down the soup pot in her hand, "Your orders."
Zhou Jingchen looked at her and said, "Don't add chili peppers and strong sauces when cooking. Add a few red dates to the fish soup."
Aunt He nodded hurriedly, "You have a light taste, so I will remember it even if you don't tell me."
He smiled, "Aunt He is half of my wet nurse. Naturally, she always thinks about me and considers everything for me. In the future, if there are any rumors involving me in the Zhou family, Aunt He will protect me and clarify the rumors."
Aunt He was stunned and tasted his words.
Zhou Jingchen had already walked out of the kitchen.
The smile on his lips was completely suppressed.
...
Mrs. Zhou tried that beauty device after dinner and found that the effect of lifting and removing wrinkles was very good. She called Mrs. Sun to thank her. Mrs. Sun was on her way to the development zone.
"It's also a coincidence that I met Mr. Zhou and Miss Xi'er in a central hospital." Mrs. Sun sighed, "Mrs. Hua is out of danger and has been transferred to the intensive care unit. However, the Hua family is in trouble. Mr. Zhou If you have the heart to attend Xi'er's engagement party, it's not appropriate to make such a fuss about it."
Mrs. Zhou's expression changed, "Xi'er is also in the hospital?"
"Yes." Mrs. Sun didn't notice anything was wrong, "She had gastroenteritis, and Mr. Zhou was with her."
"Sorry to bother you, let's see you another day." Mrs. Zhou quickly dialed the office of the vice president of the First Central Hospital.
Jingchen is not so free.
Mrs. Hua was not in an ordinary intensive care unit, but in an intensive care unit. Her life or death was uncertain. Xi'er just had gastroenteritis, so there was no need to make a fuss about it.
There are many nannies and bodyguards in the old house. No matter how bad things are, his assistants, secretaries, and Xi'er's classmates can all accompany her, so there is no need for him to go into battle.
Aunt He said that Xi'er vomited at noon.
Vomit...
Mrs. Zhou's heart almost stopped beating at this moment.
