deliberate kiss

Chapter 126
After so many years, things have changed and people have changed, only Cheng Weiyue is still as cute as ever.

After all, mother and child are connected, Nan En looked at Jiang Jinran's expression, and understood what was going on in his heart, she couldn't help but sighed silently.

She walked to Jiang Jinran and whispered, "Jinran, come to the kitchen and help mom."

Jiang Jinran gave a low "um", and followed Nan En's words with his long legs.

In the kitchen, the chatter and laughter of Cheng Weiyue and the two elderly people could be faintly heard, which was rare and warm.

Speaking of which, this family hasn't been this happy for a long time.

While cutting the prepared dishes, Nan En asked Jiang Jinran: "Didn't you say that you will pick it up yourself? Why did you let the little girl Weiyue come here by herself?"

Jiang Jinran didn't explain, ran his slender, fair fingers through his red hair, and said in a very casual tone, "I want to buy a car."

"Just be happy." Nan En looked at Jiang Jinran with a smile: "Why do you suddenly like buying a car?"

"I'm talking about a commercial vehicle."

Nan En's action of chopping vegetables stopped, his expression froze on his face: "The doctor said you."

Before she could finish her sentence, Jiang Jinran interrupted him, who said flatly, "Wei Yue doesn't like motorcycles."

Nan En sighed, and didn't mean to stop her son, but just smiled and said: "The most important thing is that you are happy, burn out, mother only wants you to be happy."

Jiang Jinran hooked the corners of his lips, and there was a touch of laziness on his youthful face. He said, "I'm very happy now."

On the other side of the Zhou family, Zhou Bingquan ordered people to organize a party in the banquet hall, and it was very lively at this time.

There was an endless stream of guests, all of whom were well-known figures in Jingcheng.

The scale of the banquet is very large, the clothes are fragrant and the temples are shadowed, and the cups and cups are staggered.

The Zhou family has not held such a large-scale banquet for many years.

The banquet was held this time to celebrate Lin Xuansu's recovery from a serious illness.

At the banquet, Zhou Bingquan carefully protected Lin Xuansu in his arms, socializing with everyone who came forward one by one.

He is actually not a high-profile person, but there are exceptions to his first wife after all.

"The wife of the Patriarch looks radiant, it's all because of your care, the Patriarch."

"Yes, the wife of the head of the house looks younger than a few years ago."

There will never be fewer people who are flattering.

Zhou Bingquan knew that these people might not be telling the truth, but he still smiled face-saving and said calmly: "My wife has been in a coma these years and suffered a lot. Now that she is awake, I must make it up to you." her."

As he spoke, his affectionate gaze fell on Lin Xuansu vaguely.

But Lin Xuansu, who was the person involved, was as cold as ice, and didn't even give a smile.

The few people who complimented him also saw the clue, but they just pretended not to see it, and toasted Zhou Bingquan warmly and earnestly.

When the person left, Zhou Bingquan helped Lin Xuansu to sit down on the sofa beside him.

It is a little farther away from the crowd here, and the hustle and bustle of the crowd has become far away.

Zhou Bingquan sat down beside Lin Xuansu, first poured a cup of tea for her, brought it in front of her with his own hands, and then sighed and said, "Susu, what's not satisfied with you, can you tell me?"

Lin Xuansu looked at his affectionate and humble posture with cold eyes, showing no trace of being moved at all.

Looking at her indifferent appearance, Zhou Bingquan felt as if his heart had been pricked by something, and the pain was severe.

His breathing became a lot faster, and his eye sockets were slowly turning red when he looked at Lin Xuansu: "Susu, don't stop talking, just talk to me, okay?"

"I want to see Jingwei, I want to see my son!" Lin Xuansu looked at him with shocking hatred in his eyes: "Zhou Bingquan, everything is your fault! It's all your fault! If it weren't for you back then After doing such a thing, how could the relationship between me and Jing Wei have reached the level it is today!"

"Don't be angry, Susu, you are in good health, you can't be angry." Zhou Bingquan panicked immediately, and hurriedly said: "Jing Wei is already here, he is upstairs, shall I call him down?"

Zhou Bingquan thought, maybe he is really old and can no longer be as tough as Lei Ting when he was young. He even feels that he can give up everything now, as long as Lin Xuansu is willing to love him and change his mind.

But he knew that everything was just his own wishful thinking, even if the two of them just sat beside each other like this, there seemed to be a barrier between them.

Even the butler sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and silently followed him from not far away, and said cautiously, "Master, do you have any orders?"

Zhou Bingquan endured complicated emotions, and said in a deep voice, "Where is Zhou Jingwei! Call him down!"

"The young master is drinking tea with Zhou Lengshan and the others upstairs." The butler paused and asked, "Master, are you going to call me down now?"

Zhou Bingquan could only see Lin Xuansu's red eyes. He was so distressed that he said in a bad tone, "Don't you understand what I said? Call him down!"

In fact, Zhou Bingquan acquiesced in advance to Zhou Jingwei's meeting upstairs.After all, Zhou Jingwei has been away from the Zhou family for too long, and needs a chance to reunite with the important decision-makers of the Zhou family.

But now, Zhou Bingquan suddenly felt that these were not important, he just wanted to make Lin Xuansu happy.

If Lin Xuansu was not worried about sitting downstairs alone, Zhou Bingquan wished he could go up in person and call Zhou Jingwei down.

The butler looked at his attitude and sighed inwardly.

He really didn't expect that at the age when he was half buried in the loess, the master would be suddenly fettered by love.

But after thinking about it, I can understand.

Madam's coma these years may be the only regret in the master's life.

Now that regrets have a chance to make up, it is really human to want to make up for it.

In the tea room on the second floor, the brocade embroidered curtains were pulled down, and the melodious piano music and people's conversations downstairs could be faintly heard.

Zhou Jingwei was sitting in the main seat, wearing a black suit, and occasionally when he was pouring tea, he raised his elbow slightly, revealing his blue watch.

Except for Zhou Siheng, most of the people present were elderly people over half a century old.

But don't underestimate these old people, they are all sharp-eyed and energetic, and they look like ruthless characters who have been immersed in the mall for many years.

The heir of the Zhou family has been required to master various skills since he was a child, and to strive for excellence.

Under everyone's probing or scrutinizing gazes, Zhou Jingwei had a relaxed expression and a loose posture.

He did make good tea, and the movements of making tea were smooth and smooth, which was very pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, he handed the clear green tea to the old man on his right, with a lazy smile, he raised his hand in a gesture of invitation: "Uncle drink tea."

(End of this chapter)