Marry and fall in love with Mr. Zhou

Chapter 42 Song Yanchu, Seven Years

Song Yanchu glanced at Zhou Hao, and followed Jiang Ruqin into the bedroom.

Jiang Ruqin opened the closet to look for clothes. This house was only rented after Song Kang's illness. The previous house was sold to fill in the loopholes of Song Yanchu's company, plus Song Kang's early medical expenses.

After tidying up the clothes in the closet, Jiang Ruqin quickly dug out a new set of black pajamas and handed them to her daughter, "You bought this set for your dad last year, and you haven't worn it yet."

Song Yanchu had a vain smile on his face, "Mom, it's not too far away. If Zhou Hao is not busy tomorrow, we will come over again. How inconvenient it is to sleep at home."

Hearing this, Jiang Ruqin glared at her, "What's inconvenient?"

"Your dad and I are the only two people in the house. I have cleaned your room long ago. The sheets and quilt covers have just been changed. Why is it inconvenient?"

Jiang Ruqin stuffed the clothes into Song Yanchu's arms, "Here, let Zhou Hao try it later!"

"Mom..." Song Yanchu frowned and shouted again, but couldn't say anything else.

There are only two bedrooms in the house. Although there is a set of small sofas in the living room, she can't sleep on the sofa.

In the eyes of her parents, she and Zhou Hao are a loving couple.

But in fact, it is not.

Seeing her daughter hesitated to speak, Jiang Ruqin pushed her out with a smile, "Okay, show Zhou Hao the clothes to try on."

"Although the house is not big, the sound insulation is good."

Some plots could not help appearing in Song Yanchu's mind, her cheeks were blushing and hot, "Mom, what are you talking nonsense, I didn't mean that!"

Jiang Ruqin laughed, "What do you mean by that? Mom asked you, are you two preparing for pregnancy?"

"Although you have received the certificate not long ago, you are not young anymore. You are 25 years old. If you live a few more years, you will be considered an advanced maternal age. It will be more difficult to recover in the future. And..."

Before Jiang Ruqin finished speaking, Song Yanchu was too shy to listen any longer, and walked out hastily, "I'll let Zhou Hao try it out, we haven't made any plans yet, so don't worry about it!"

In the living room, Zhou Hao and Song Kang were watching TV, the Rule of Law Channel, talking about legal disputes caused by underage girls who ate forbidden fruits and were abandoned.

Song Kang looked back at his daughter, "No plans?"

Song Yanchu's back felt a little hot, and his eyes met Song Kang's for a second, then shifted to Zhou Hao's face, who also looked at her tenderly with curiosity.

Her cheeks became hotter.

"Why did you agree to go with him?"

"He said he was eating and playing games. He drank wine while eating, and said it was hot after drinking, and took off his clothes."

"Did you know what he was going to do then?"

"I know, but I haven't thought about what will happen afterwards."

In the video, the female reporter is chatting with the girl. The girl has a mosaic on her face, her voice is small, and she looks helpless and pitiful.

Song Yanchu's cheeks became even hotter, and she said back to Song Kang, "I don't have any plans."

After finishing speaking, looking at the man who has always been gentle and modest, he walked over and stuffed the clothes into his arms, "Try it and see if you can wear it."

"Then Dad, I'll try on the clothes first." The man acted modestly and politely, and looked at Song Yanchu, who had a strange expression, asking, "Where can I change?"

Song Yanchu avoided his eyes, pointed to the room behind the sofa, "That's my bedroom."

Zhou Hao nodded, and walked towards the room with his pajamas.

Zhou Hao is much taller than Song Kang, and Song Yanchu bought the pajamas according to Song Kang's size, so the length is definitely not suitable.

But the pajamas are very loose. Although the top is a bit tight, the pants are not bad. They look like capri pants, showing a long calf.

In the living room, Song Kang waited for a while without Zhou Hao coming out. He took the kiwi fruit peeled by his daughter, "Go and have a look. If the clothes don't fit, ask your mother to find another one."

Song Yanchu also glanced towards the bedroom, it took a while to change clothes.

Walking to the door, Song Yanchu knocked on the door, "Zhou Hao, have you changed yet?"

"It's changed."

There was a sound from inside, but the door was not opened.

Song Yanchu waited for a while, "I'm coming in."

Unscrewing the door, Zhou Hao stood in front of the desk by the window, dressed in black, wearing loose pajama pants with a trendy look of capri pants.

Seeing the door open, the man still didn't move, holding a photo in his hand to look at again.

Song Yanchu walked in, "The clothes are a bit small, why don't we go back..."

Approaching, Song Yanchu saw the photo in the man's hand clearly, her voice stopped abruptly, her eyes froze, she stared at the photo in the man's hand.

There is a photo frame with a wooden frame on the desk in her bedroom. The photo was taken at the gate of the school wearing her school uniform in her third year of high school, with a high ponytail, crooked eyes, and two dimples at the corners of her mouth when she smiled.

But the photo in Zhou Hao's hand is not her.

It is a long tree-lined corridor, a tall and cool young man, with maple leaves on his feet, a white shirt and black pants, and a black backpack on one shoulder.

Zhou Hao put down the photo, his dark eyes were deep, and his tone was gentle and calm.

"Song Yanchu, it's been seven years."

Song Yanchu frowned, "Where did you find it?"

"Zhou Hao, Chu'er, I washed the strawberries and cherries, what are you doing in the room, come out and eat some fruit." Jiang Ruqin shouted in the living room with a smile, "The strawberries Zhou Hao bought are very sweet and big, Chu'er I always like to eat, so hurry up and come out."

Song Yanchu looked at the photo on the desktop, and the man walked past her without saying a word.

"The clothes are too small. Zhou Hao, I'll find another one for you. I remember that I bought a pair of pajamas for Chu'er's father before, and I bought them too big. If I haven't worn them, I'll look for them."

"Mom, no need."

"It's too small and uncomfortable, I'll find it for you, you just wait and wait."

"Mom, I received a call from my partner just now. There is a problem with a project. I have to go to the company early tomorrow morning. I can't stay overnight tonight."

"Hey, I can't rest on weekends. Is that a big problem?"

"Small problem, but I have to go there tomorrow morning."

"Then when will you come back from work? I bought a lot of vegetables, and I can't keep them in summer. You should eat them quickly."

The conversation in the living room fell on Song Yanchu's ears, she looked down at the things on the desk, a pair of disassembled photo frames, a photo of her, and a picture of Shen Lu's back.

She even forgot when she secretly took this photo of Shen Wang.

I don't remember, it turns out that this photo has been hidden behind the photo frame.

Song Yanchu picked up the photo, and footsteps sounded at the door, Zhou Hao stood at the door, walked in with his back to her, took off his pajamas, picked up the shirt on the bed and put it on.

Song Yanchu immediately looked away, "I'll go out first."

The man paused for a while, and then continued to move when he heard the slight sound of the door closing.

The lonely eyes were helpless and absent-minded, as if she was sent to a small town by Wen Min when she was a child, with nothing.

Song Yanchu, you said seven years.

How to say nothing.

One minute later, the man came out of the room, and Song Yanchu sat with Song Kang without eating any fruit.

"I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, then I'll go first."

"Let's eat some fruit before leaving. I washed a lot of fruit."

"I'll have to look at the contract when I go back. There are some compensation clauses to be clarified."

Hearing this, Jiang Ruqin had no choice but to give up.

Looking at Song Yanchu who was sitting next to Song Kang, he asked, "Chu'er, will you go back with Zhou Hao tonight, or stay at home for the night?"

(End of this chapter)