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Chapter 173 【170 Four】Sunflower-
Zhu Jiujing thought, whether Zhu Yuan is his sister or not, Zhu Yan should be able to tell in his heart.

If the assumption just now is true, then why did Qing Nu deny it?

Is there anything else that cannot be said?
There are too many secrets about Zhu Yuan. Zhu Jiujing once investigated her, only to find out that she is not Xu Jinhuan's aunt. There is no such a person in his mother's hometown!

But Jinhuan and Jinyi have always firmly claimed that she is their aunt.

Where is the shop named Yuan Xiangsheng? His people have not found it yet.

He understands that she always likes to do some strange things, after all, she is a special profession, and he has also witnessed the scene that happened in the hospital.

But he can't stand Zhu Yuan and he has too many secrets, that feeling... doesn't seem good.

He didn't even know about these things about Rong Yan before.

Did she not trust him, or... did she not consider him family at all?
After Zhu Yuan was dragged away by them, Zhu Jiujing sat there thinking for a while, remained silent and did not speak, and did not make any comments on the previous events.

After a long time, he said lightly: "Go on, I'll go see her." After finishing speaking, he left the banquet hall and went upstairs to seek revenge.

The two main people have left, how can this wine game continue?

Everyone sat in their original positions with different thoughts, drunk to the point of fading, and they broke up after a while, and went back to their respective rooms.

When Su Rongyan got up to leave, Zhu Liannan hurried forward and grabbed his arm, and asked, "Brother Rongyan, who are you going to marry?"

There was anxiety and urgency in her eyes, she wanted to know who the other party was right away!
She doesn't care about the relationship between Zhu Yuan and Long Night. If there is some relationship, it can't hinder her. The woman who is about to be engaged to him is the real obstacle.

Even though Su Yunyan was a little irritable and confused, she still maintained a gentlemanly appearance, and replied softly: "Liannan, I don't want to talk about this right now, you go to bed early, good night."
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Tunhua asked in a low voice when carrying Zhuyuan upstairs, "Slave, what should I do?"

"Give her a bath to sober up. If you say something to Master Jiu that you shouldn't say, it will be troublesome."

Zhu Yuan cried and laughed for a while, arguing that he was not drunk, but they were drunk.

The three of them staggered up the stairs. Where there is an elevator in this kind of old castle, they all climbed up on foot.

Master Jiu set the floor of the master bedroom so high that the three of them almost fell on the stairs several times.

Du Bai was going to follow, but Qing Nu refused with his eyes.

Fortunately, Zhu Jiujing gave them a chance to be alone, otherwise it would be really difficult.

Qingnu nodded helplessly, coaxing her, and said: "Okay, sis is not drunk, it's me and Hua who were drunk.

Sister, let's go up!
Your room is very beautiful, let's go and have a look. "

Qingnu coaxed her to the sixth floor. There was only one double door on the whole floor. After Qingnu pushed the door open, Zhu Yuan stood at the door in a daze.

There are a lot of candlesticks in the room, no lights are needed for lighting, so the candlelight looks more warm and sunny.

Rose petals spread all over the ground, it was like a burning sea of ​​fire, warm and affectionate, and the faint fragrance of flowers spread into the tip of the nose, making people intoxicated like lovers.

It symbolizes love, and at this moment, exists in her love.

What attracted her most was a wall in the distance. The entire wall was painted with happy faces when Zhu Yuan was laughing. The whole body was covered with vibrant sunflowers, and a beam of light from the ceiling hit the face of the person in the painting. .

Zhu Yuan took off her high heels and threw them away, and ran over with bare feet.

Standing in front of the wall, she took a deep breath, and gently touched the painting with her hand, as if she was afraid of getting it dirty.

"Is this ... a painting for me?" She asked aloud.

After a while, I didn't wait for the answer from the person behind me.

When she turned her head again, Qingnu and Tunhua had already left.

Zhu Jiujing was wearing a black shirt, with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the door lazily, looking at her intently.

She smiled and asked again: "Master Jiu, is this painting for me?"

Seeing her shocked appearance, Zhu Jiujing felt a strange feeling in his heart, and nodded with a smile.

Zhu Yuan is not the kind of woman who has never seen the world, and her social status is not low. It seems that she can dismiss any money. No matter how valuable the item is, she still throws it around carelessly.

Only, in these so-called small details, it is particularly easy to be moved.

She seems to be a little girl who lacks in love, a little contribution, a small action, can make her tears well up, and she is grateful.

When Zhu Jiujing took Zhu Yuan away from Zhu's house, these people had already set off early to prepare. Zhu Jiujing had never done such a thing for anyone, so...
He gave them all the power, and he took her to the top of the mountain to watch the stars and other aurora.

Only the painting in front of him was painted on the bedroom wall according to his request.

Compared with what Zhu Jiujing had expected, he always felt that the overall layout was not so interesting. He always felt that what he gave her was not good enough, although that woman really liked to be satisfied.

What has she been through?

Why is it so easy to be satisfied, but also very insecure, she would cry when he took a car, afraid that he would leave her behind.

Is getting love, too little?

So little, the surface is hot into a ball of fire, and the pursuit that is not afraid of hurting others and oneself.

Little to no, guard carefully in the heart.

It was so little that it made him feel distressed at this moment.
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The room with only candlelight was somewhat dim, Zhu Yuan stood under that beam of light and became the only bright spot in the room.

It's just that the light and her weeping face reflected each other, which made her look like a corpse.

Zhu Jiujing always thinks that this woman will always have a smiling face for him, even if she gets angry, if he moves the steps slightly, she will immediately go down.

She is like a sunflower among thousands of flowers, the most special.

When there is a lack of sunshine, there will always be less vitality.

She trotted up to her like a child, jumped onto Zhu Jiujing's body, and he immediately reached out and grabbed her waist.

She raised her weeping face and asked, "Why not roses, lilies, or freesias?"

Zhu Jiujing smiled, but did not answer.

Zhu Yuan rolled his eyes and thought for a while, with a look of sudden realization, he said, "Oh! I see!
You must be narcissistically comparing yourself to the sun, you bitch, right?
Want me to watch you forever, don't you? "

Zhu Jiujing was amused by her pretending to be smart, he thought: It's okay if she thinks so.

"Then do you want to?"

Zhu Jiujing's tone and expression are always directly proportional to his mood, even if Zhu Yuan is drunk, he can tell that he is in a good mood now.

She waved the finger wearing the wedding ring in front of his eyes, "What do you think?"

No, will my wife marry you?
After she finished speaking, she held his face in her hands, and kissed him wildly, without any trace of tenderness. His face was deformed by her pinching, and the lipstick on his mouth left obvious marks on his face.

"Okay, I'll take you to take a shower."

Zhu Yuan shook his head like a rattle, "No, I won't."

"Then what do you want?"

She thought for a while, her eyes lit up, "Go, find them for a drink!"

Seeing that she was still drunk, Zhu Jiujing sighed helplessly and threw her directly into the bathroom with strides.-
(End of this chapter)