On the engagement night, I became the favorite of my mortal enemy

Zhou family.

Zhou Jiashu was sitting in the living room, and Lu Junru was watching over him.

The maid came out of the room and walked up to Zhou Jiashu: "Master, Miss Song is still in her menstrual period."

Lu Junru's grip on his clothes loosened slightly, and he looked at Zhou Jiashu with an appraising gaze.

Zhou Jiashu was obviously disappointed and said coldly: "I know."

The maid retreated.

Lu Junru quickly held Zhou Jiashu's hand and persuaded softly: "Mr. Zhou, if you don't bear with me, you should just follow Song Tingxiao at this time."

Lu Junru said, taking Zhou Jiashu's hand and stuffing it into his arms.

She wore a fashionable style under her coat, and there was not a single ounce of fabric on her body. Just one look at it could make people's blood boil.

As expected, Zhou Jiashu's breath became unstable, but he got up and went to Song Tang's room.

Lu Junru frowned fiercely and was very angry.

Men are like this, they are used to eating fresh food.

Even if you haven't eaten a piece of shit on the roadside, you still have to grab a handful and taste it.

Zhou Jiashu walked to the bed.

Song Tang was still asleep, and the quilt covering her body exposed her white shoulders.

The maid had just changed Song Tang's clothes.

Zhou Jiashu stared at her closely, stretched out his hand to touch the quilt on her body, and his throat rolled unbearably.

Controlled by his thoughts, he wanted to slowly push the quilt away, but Lu Junru's voice appeared at the door at an inappropriate time, abruptly interrupting his enthusiasm.

"Mr. Zhou, call." Lu Junru leaned against the doorframe softly, her arm holding the phone in a seductive arc, and the coat on her shoulders slid down, revealing her beauty.

Zhou Jiashu frowned, let go of the quilt, and walked out to get the phone.

Song Tingxiao's sarcastic voice came from the microphone.

"Mr. Zhou, I promised to cooperate with you, but I didn't promise to give you my daughter. If a man can't even control his own belongings, what big thing can he accomplish?"

Zhou Jiashu said coldly: "I understand."

Song Tingxiao said again: "Don't forget the conditions you agreed to me."

Zhou Jiashu hummed and hung up the phone.

Throwing the phone aside, Zhou Jiashu lowered his eyes and looked at Lu Junru.

She is a clinging temptress.

While he was on the phone, she put her hand into his waistband.

Lu Junru stroked his frowning brow with her other hand, and said softly: "A spring night can relieve a thousand worries in one moment..."

Before she could say anything else, Zhou Jiashu directly picked her up and the two of them entered the room next to Song Tang...

At this time, Chengbei Hospital.

lounge.

Supermarket shopping bags are placed on the desk.

Zhou Silu crossed his fingers and sat on the sofa with a cold expression.

Song Tang disappeared.

Can't be found anywhere.

The hospital's surveillance camera didn't capture anything.

It has nothing to do with the Zhou family!

Zhou Siyi frowned, and the cold light in his eyes was chilling.

At this time, the mobile phone in front of me rang.

It's the Zhou family's landline.

Zhou Si'ai patiently waited for the phone to ring until it was almost hung up, then he clicked to answer it.

Regardless of whether the Zhou family robbed Song Tang or not, he could not show that he cared about Song Tang.

He is the person least qualified to have anything to do with Song Tang.

Zhou Si'ai answered the phone but said nothing.

It was Ge Pan's voice on the phone: "Second Young Master, the old man is in good spirits and wants to hold a family banquet. Can you please come back to me?"

Ge Pan had been recruited by Zhou Sitai a long time ago, and he also knew about the intrigue between Zhou Sitai and Song Tang. Zhou Sihui did not avoid him: "Where is Song Tang?"

"Miss Song?" Ge Pan looked around and whispered: "I have been serving the old man, and I have never heard about Miss Song, but many people are looking for her."

Didn't the old man take Song Tang away?

Zhou Si'ai hung up the phone.

Taking out a coin from his pocket, Zhou Sihuo looked at the metallic luster emanating from the edge of the coin with a puzzled expression.

There were no signs of a fight in the room.

Song Tang has a cautious character and will not open the door easily.

Could it be that someone didn't abduct her, but she escaped on her own?

Zhou Siyi couldn't make a conclusion.

He couldn't think of a reason for Song Tang to run away.

Song Tingxiao was her destiny. Before Song Tingxiao was rescued, she would not leave the Zhou family, let alone go to Beijing.

Zhou Si'ai decided to go to Zhou's house to see first. The old man was almost exhausted, what else did he want to do.

Zhou family.

The old man was wearing a maroon Tang suit, looking energetic, and walked into the family banquet hall with his hands behind his back.

Although it was a family dinner today, not only the branches of the Zhou family were present, but also the Ji family, the Liu family, and all the aristocratic families who had some relationship with the Zhou family.

The person coming from the Ji family is Ji Yingzhuo.

He and Xu Wanli's distant niece Xu Yueli are getting along well.

At this moment, the two of them were whispering to each other at the table.

Ji Yingzhuo said: "The old man is in good spirits. I heard that there is a doctor with unique knowledge beside him. Is it possible that he can really be saved?"

Xu Yueli has a gentle and steady personality. She said quietly: "I heard from my aunt that the old man is reflecting on his past, and he wants to explain what happened after his death while he is still energetic."

Xu Yueli's aunt is Xu Wanli, and what she said must be first-hand information.

Ji Yingzhuo glanced at the guests at the banquet and said with a sneer: "It seems that it's difficult to distinguish, so it's difficult for people to watch. There are too many people, so it's difficult to lift the table."

Feng Huan sat at Aunt Zhou's table.

Feng Huan is Zhou Sihui's number one crush, and he also values ​​Liu Mian very much.

At this moment, Liu Mian and Liu Chengye were sitting at the same table as Aunt Zhou. Feng Huan held her arm and kept urging: "Sister Mianmian, has the second brother replied to you? When will he come?"

Liu Mian looked at his unanswered message and turned his phone over and placed it on the table: "He was probably driving and didn't see my message."

Feng Huan groaned and looked at Liu Mian's bag behind the chair.

"Hey, Sister Mianmian, this bag of yours is still the style from the first half of the year, right? Hermès recently released a limited edition, only two, didn't you like it?"

Liu Mian looked slightly calm and said: "I don't like that style, it looks old."

Feng Huan didn't think much and said oh.

After all, in her mind, Zhou Sihui spent a lot of money on Liu Mian, and there was no way Liu Mian could afford anything.

However, in fact, Liu Mian has already been living hard. Not only has he not bought any bags recently, he has also sold several of his family collections anonymously.

She took over Liu's company, but she lost money on several projects because of mismanagement due to mismatched expertise.

She didn't want Zhou Sitai to think she was useless, so she used the money Zhou Sitai transferred to her card every month to fill the company's loopholes.

With the help of Jiang Shanbo, the company was on the right track, and she and Ms. Chen were able to sign a large, ready-made order...

Who would have thought that he would be drowned by a ladle of excrement water from Mrs. Liu.

Ms. Chen is still lying in the observation room waiting for treatment. Liu Mian has lost his wife and lost his troops.

This matter was disgusting. Liu Mian had no shame in asking Zhou Sitai for help, so he could only solve it by himself.

After a while, Liu Mian ran out of money.

And Luo Suyun didn't know where Zhou Sihui had taken her, and Liu Mian had no chance of swaying Luo Suyun into divorcing her even if she didn't answer her call.

She turned her eyes away and saw Liu Chengye with oily hair, looking like a gentleman, holding a wine glass and flirting with a young girl, and felt exhausted again.

"Grandpa."

"Old man."

"dad."

Accompanied by respectful voices, Liu Mian looked up and saw Mr. Zhou being helped to the main seat.

The old man was in high spirits. He looked around and said displeasedly: "Why don't you see Jiashu and Sihu?"