Spring night kiss

Chapter 37 Is there anything that Zhou Yinghuai can’t do?
Zhou Yinghuai turned his face sideways and looked at Zheng Heng, who was still angry, and his voice became dull: "Gone?"

"Yes! I don't know what Meng Yanxi is thinking. Anyway, I can't find anyone now!" Zheng Heng clicked his tongue irritably, and he said coldly: "Even if you go abroad now, all you can do is stare at Meng Yanxi. Small eyes are of no use!”

Zheng Heng didn't understand how someone as smart as Zhou Yinghuai could lose his mind.

Some things cannot be touched because if you touch them you will die.

He looked at Zhou Yinghuai's silent side face, the proud man of heaven. At this moment, his expression showed confusion and confusion.

But soon, the coldness and water-tight coldness returned again.

Zheng Heng heard Zhou Yinghuai say: "Go out, I want to rest alone."

Jiang Tan just lost his voice.

Zhou Yinghuai was discharged from the hospital a few days later, looking as usual, dignified and indifferent.

Zheng Heng took Tang Xian with him to pick him up that day. Young Master Zhou was silent all the way, listening to Zheng Heng talking about business matters with an expression on his face.

Only when passing through the lobby on the first floor of the hospital, there was a child running staggeringly. Behind him, the child's mother had a look of love and affection on her face, calling the child's baby name, which sounds the same as Jiang Tan.

It didn't matter which sandalwood the 'tantan' in her mother's mouth was, but Zhou Yinghuai paused in his steps, and a hint of hostility suddenly appeared on his face.

The name Jiang Tan has become a taboo for Zhou Yinghuai.

The Spring Festival is approaching, and Meng Yanxi returns home.

The man went to Wall Street and killed everyone. His methods were so ruthless and decisive that he overturned the situation.It is said that several prominent people could not bear the huge psychological gap and chose to jump off the building.

Sometimes killing people doesn't necessarily require using a knife or a sword.

But Meng Yanxi still has a gentle face, smiles every time she sees people, and looks very easy-going.

Tang Xian was holding a literary classic and reading it outside the airport. He said he was the one who came to pick up Meng Yanxi. He was sitting in the car without even stepping through the airport gate.

When Meng Yanxi opened the car door and came in, Tang Xian just finished reading. He raised his head and said with a smile: "Yanxi, welcome back to China."

"No need to welcome you, I just hope Zhou Yinghuai won't let me peel off my skin if you wait." Meng Yanxi smiled lightly, seemingly joking.

Tang Xian didn't really take these words to heart, but his smile deepened and said, "Don't say that to Ying Huai, how can he be so petty?"

Meng Yanxi raised her eyebrows noncommittally and sat down.

Meng Yanxi and Li Yannan worked together to hide Jiang Tan's whereabouts, and they did so flawlessly. Zhou Yinghuai seemed calm on the surface, but in fact he sent people to investigate several times.

Fortunately, Country G was Li Yannan's territory. No matter how powerful Zhou Yinghuai was in the country, he could not extend his hand so far to the doorstep of other people's homes.

Meng Yanxi sometimes received messages from Jiang Tan, very few, only a handful of them. They were all words of gratitude, and then briefly explained his current situation.

Meng Yanxi would read it carefully, and her subsequent replies would be equally measured.

Yesterday, he just told Jiang Tan that the Chinese New Year is approaching and it is inconvenient for you to come back. Do you want me to send someone to send Ye Mu and Su Yue to you?
Jiang Tan said no, we have to separate when we meet, so it's better not to meet.

Her temperament has become much cooler.

Sometimes, Meng Yanxi would have the illusion that she was communicating with Zhou Yinghuai.

"Ying Huai has been busy with the Zhou family's affairs recently. Uncle Zhou threw a brand new financial sector to Ying Huai, as if he wanted to cooperate with Weixi Group, but Ying Huai refused. Now this matter is very difficult." Tang Xian's words brought Meng Yanxi's thoughts back.Meng Yanxi smiled and said slowly: "What Uncle Zhou wants is for Ying Huai to give in."

After putting the Weixi Group into the Zhou family, Zhou Yinghuai should also go back and shoulder the heavy burden on his shoulders.

These people, including myself, no matter how outstanding they are in what they do outside, these achievements that are dazzling in the eyes of the world are simply too insignificant to be mentioned in front of the family.

Meng Yanxi had realized this a long time ago.

Zhou Yinghuai is indeed excellent, even better than him, with more beautiful methods and deeper city.

But so what, how can one person's achievements compete with the power accumulated by a century-old plutocrat?
The car stopped in Mingyuan. Tang Xian got out of the car first and stood outside the car with a surprised tone, "Hey, why is it snowing again?"

Meng Yanxi looked sideways and saw that, indeed, he had not even got down on the road just now, but when they arrived, he started to get down.

It was as if it was announced that a silent tug-of-war was about to begin.

Meng Yanxi and Tang Xian were taken to the Buddhist hall by the housekeeper.

A few days ago, Zhou Yinghuai went to Pudu Temple.

It was snowing heavily that day and it was difficult to walk around the temple, so it was said that they would not accept pilgrims.Zhou Yinghuai ordered people to go up the mountain to greet the abbot, and later monks came down to clear the snow.

Young Master Zhou didn't even get out of the car and drove all the way up. He really didn't show any sincerity at all.

No one knows what Zhou Yinghuai said to the abbot in the temple. When he left, he took the Bodhisattva from the side hall directly back to Mingyuan and built a Buddhist hall overnight to worship.

When Meng Yanxi learned about this, he was not surprised.

Even if he can ask Ming Yuan from the museum to come to the golden house to hide his beauty, is there anything Zhou Yinghuai can't do?
At this time, sandalwood scented the solemn and rigorous Buddhist hall.

Meng Yanxi saw Zhou Yinghuai kneeling on the soft cattail leaf with his back to him.

He held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, his slender fingers were as cold as jade, and he moved the beads one by one. His back looked indescribably cold and dignified.

Compared with the kind-hearted Bodhisattva, Zhou Yinghuai seemed more difficult to get close to.

He seemed to be deep in thought, and the next moment he stood up and threw the beads he was holding on the ground.

He clearly doesn't believe in these things, but for some reason, he seems to have placed some greed and delusion on them.

"It took so much trouble to bring him back from Pudu Temple. I see that you don't care much about it." Meng Yanxi said, looking at Zhou Yinghuai's dignified and indifferent eyebrows, "If you don't care about it, why did you bring it back?"

Tang Xian was surprised.

"Believe it or not, it's my business whether you want to stay or not." Zhou Yinghuai finally looked at Meng Yanxi. His eyes were dark and oppressive, but he didn't have any affection at all. "Meng Yanxi, I thought I I made it clear to you last time.”

What is very clear? ——Don’t mind Jiang Tan’s business.

This is a Buddhist hall surrounded by sandalwood. It is clearly a place where people can calm down and concentrate. However, Zhou Yinghuai does not believe in Buddhism at all, he only believes in himself.

Meng Yanxi laughed, and spoke with Tang Xian's astonished eyes aside: "The right time, the right place, the right people, and the right people. Even if you win, there will be disaster."

"Yanxi, you've been abroad for a long time and haven't spoken Mandarin for a long time. Why are you quoting scriptures randomly now!" Tang Xian tried to smooth things over, "Ying Huai, why don't we go out first? It's not good to argue in front of the Bodhisattva."

(End of this chapter)