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

Chapter 44 Unrepayable Favor Debt

Song Tang's expression was solemn.

It is not easy to repay Zhou Si's debt of gratitude.

A little trick like asking him to eat can't get over him at all.

As expected, Zhou Silai posed a problem to Song Tang: "Zhou Jiashu's mine is facing closure for rectification. During this period, he will definitely find a way to get in touch with the superiors. But I also want this diamond mine. Do you think the senior city officials will approve it?" who?"

Zhou Sizhen looked at Song Tang with a pointed look. Song Tang avoided Zhou Sizhen's gaze and pretended not to understand his hint.

Zhou Silai twitched the corners of his lips, opened the door and got out of the car, then raised his eyebrows outside the window and waved to Song Tang.

Song Tang pursed his lips and drove away.

Half an hour later, Song Tang returned to Zhou's house with the car keys. When passing Zhou Jiashu's bedroom, he suddenly heard a clang inside.

Song Tang turned to look at Zhou Jiashu's room. It sounded like Zhou Jiashu had fallen.

Regarding Zhou Jiashu, Song Tang's principle is not to provoke him if he can, and if something happens to him, he will call the servant.

With this thought, Song Tang returned to his room with peace of mind.

She had just undressed her hair and was getting ready to wash it when the landline in the room rang.

She picked it up, and Zhou Jiashu's dull and forbearing voice came from the phone: "You should be at home. Come to my room."

Song Tang frowned and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"You'll find out when you come here." Zhou Jiashu said and hung up the phone.

Song Tang put down the phone. Although he was a little unhappy, he still got dressed and went to Zhou Jiashu's room.

Zhou Jiashu was sitting on the ground, unable to stand up, and his face was red from holding back. Seeing that Song Tang came in and couldn't help him, and was still looking around, Zhou Jiashu couldn't help but said angrily: "Why are you so slow, why don't you come and help me?"

Song Tang walked over, lifted Zhou Jiashu's arm around his neck, and tried to hold him up.

With Song Tang's support, Zhou Jiashu encouraged him to stand up, then took the crutch on one side and propped it up under the other arm: "I need to go to the toilet, help me go."

Song Tang thought he heard wrongly: "What?"

Zhou Jiashu said angrily: "I said I wanted to go to the toilet!"

Song Tang took a deep breath and helped Zhou Jiashu to the bathroom. Zhou Jiashu looked at the toilet with an ugly face, as if he had drank a bottle of ink.

His leg was injured and he had no support. He could not squat on the toilet without support, but he had to take off his pants before squatting on the toilet.

Seeing Zhou Jiashu standing still, Song Tang stepped forward and tugged Zhou Jiashu's pants: "Get in quickly."

Zhou Jiashu's pajamas hung on his legs and he froze in place, his whole face turned pale.

He felt angry and humiliated.

Song Tang disagreed: "There is nothing to be embarrassed about. I have seen many surgeries, and there is no difference in my eyes."

"Shameless!" Zhou Jiashu gritted his teeth and cursed angrily: "Get out of here!"

Song Tang got what he asked for, so he turned around and went out. Then he called Zhou Jiashu's driver and asked him to come over and deal with the aftermath.

Then Song Tang went back to his room to take a shower and go to bed, as if what happened to Zhou Jiashu never happened.

Early the next morning, before Song Tang woke up, she heard someone knocking on her door. The knocking sounded extremely arrogant.

Song Tang's first reaction was that Xu Wanli was back.

Song Tang simply put on his clothes and went to open the door, but saw no one. When he lowered his head, he saw Zhou Jiashu sitting in a wheelchair.

Zhou Jiashu glanced at her and said indifferently: "Put yourself together and go out with me." "Where are you going?"

Zhou Jiashu turned the wheelchair and said: "Invitation from senior city officials."

Song Tang pursed his lips and said, "I know."

Back in the room, Song Tang's face was full of tangles. Zhou Jiashu must have taken him there specifically because of the mine, just to let the city officials return the favor.

Originally, Song Tang could handle this matter easily, but thinking of Zhou Si's words last night, Song Tang couldn't help but be in a dilemma.

Zhou Jiashu and Zhou Si'ai, who did she have to offend?

Zhou Jiashu was already sitting in the back seat of the car with the driver's support. Song Tang packed up his things and sat in the back seat.

Zhou Jiashu glanced at Song Tang and found that the distance between the two could still accommodate two people. Song Tang had not looked at him since he got in the car, but was reading a traditional Chinese medicine book endlessly.

Zhou Jiashu looked away, finding her boring.

The senior city official set the invitation location at his home. Zhou Jiashu's car drove into the compound of the senior city official. The driver was stunned for a moment and turned to talk to Zhou Jiashu.

"Master, that seems to be the second young master's car..."

Song Tang subconsciously looked outside and saw a black Bugatti with a license plate number of 8.

Zhou Jiashu's face turned gloomy, and his clenched fists were indescribably depressed.

Song Tang and the driver worked together to help Zhou Jiashu into the wheelchair. The driver stepped aside and said, "Miss Song, I can't go in. Please push the young master in."

Song Tang nodded and pushed Zhou Jiashu towards the courtyard of the city's senior officials.

Zhou Jiashu's mood seemed to have calmed down a little, and he turned his head to talk to Song Tang: "If you can help me accomplish something, I will let you see your father again."

Song Tang tightened his grip on the handle, and Yun Danfeng said lightly: "I can only try my best. The senior city officials may not betray my face."

Zhou Jiashu: "You only have one chance, and I won't force you if you don't take it."

At this time, two servants came out: "Mr. Zhou, Miss Song, please come this way."

Following the servant's guidance, the two arrived at the courtyard. At a glance, they saw a stage set up in the courtyard. The famous actors on the stage were singing "The Romance of the West Chamber", while a tea table was set up under the stage, and senior city officials were drinking tea with Zhou Sihui.

Song Tang saw Zhou Jiashu clenching his fists again, and could even hear the slight sound of his back molars clenching together.

At the same time, senior city officials also noticed the two men and waved to them: "Doctor Song, Young Master Zhou, come here quickly."

Zhou Si'ai held the tea in his hand, raised his eyes and glanced at Song Tang, with no expression on his face.

Zhou Jiashu also hid his emotions and shook hands with the senior city officials first and said, "I'm really sorry. I was accidentally injured and can't stand up to speak."

The senior city officials didn't show any airs: "It's just an ordinary tea party, Young Master Zhou doesn't need to be polite."

After exchanging greetings with senior city officials, Zhou Jiashu seemed to have just seen Zhou Si Tai and said with a smile, "Hey, Si Tai, why are you here too?"

Zhou Sizhen crossed his legs, glanced lazily at the troupe on the stage, and said with a smile: "Brother, are you here to see the show too?"

The senior city official introduced: "The troupe invited by the Second Young Master is singing The West Chamber. Can you see if the performance is good?"

Zhou Jiashu glanced at it and smiled politely: "The team at Jingyi Hall is naturally the best in Beijing. It seems that Si Wei has put a lot of thought into it. But this play is also a bit of Si Wei, right?"

Zhou Jiashu continued in a tone that looked down on his juniors: "Siyi, I'm not telling you, it's time to rein in your playful temperament. Focus on your career and don't always indulge in these love affairs."

Zhou Silai gave a sneer, but there was no hint of happiness or anger: "No one can compare to my eldest brother in terms of career ambition. Even if your leg is broken, it won't stop you from socializing."

Zhou Jiashu's hands that were placed under the table were clasped together again. The two looked at each other, and their anger was on the verge of breaking out!
(End of this chapter)