I can copy the three thousand avenues

After returning to China, Zhuang Xiubai declined the invitation of the Department of Cardiovascular and Cerebrovascular Diseases of Jiangcheng People's Hospital and joined a private Sino-foreign joint venture hospital with a good salary.

When he first met Zhou Qiao, in order to leave a good impression, he deliberately wore a brand new suit, shirt and leather shoes, and even practiced his smile in front of the mirror for three days.

He accurately timed Zhou Qiao's arrival at TT in the morning and waited at the place where Zhou Qiao often parked an hour in advance.

Zhou Qiao's car slowly drove over, and he pretended to meet by chance and shouted "Zhou Qiao, what a coincidence".

Zhou Qiao was still immersed in the grief of Zhao Huan's death. He only glanced at him lightly and said "hmm", and then passed by him.

"Long time no see, Zhou Qiao, how are you?" Although he was two years older than Zhou Qiao, he had never had close contact with the opposite sex. Seeing Zhou Qiao leave, he blurted out anxiously.

Little did he know that this sentence directly touched Zhou Qiao's reverse scale!

Zhou Qiao stopped and looked at him with a cold look, "My husband died in a car accident, and my right leg has just recovered. Do you think I am doing well?"

"I'm sorry, Zhou Qiao. I was too nervous when I saw you. I didn't mean to touch your sad story." Zhuang Xiubai explained helplessly, "I have heard a little about your situation. I hope you can cheer up soon."

"It seems that whether I cheer up or not has nothing to do with you." Zhou Qiao's words were sharp, and he saw through the slightly embarrassed man in front of him at a glance, "Zhuang Xiubai, you are not suitable for lying, don't say that you met me by chance now."

"It's not an accidental encounter. I came to see you on purpose." Zhuang Xiubai stopped pretending, his eyes full of honesty.

"Want to continue pursuing me?" Zhou Qiao laughed sarcastically, "Do you think that Zhao Huan's death will give you a chance?"

Zhuang Xiubai nodded without concealing, "I have joined a private hospital in Jiangcheng, and I will never return to Country M again."

"You chose to return to China for me?" Zhou Qiao looked at him in disbelief.

He said with a determined look: "For you."

"Are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? Zhao Huan was protecting me--" Zhou Qiao's voice choked, "Zhao Huan left, and my heart followed him."

"I can understand your feelings. I came to see you just to tell you that I have been waiting for you here. You can treat me as an old friend you can talk to and share your worries." Zhuang Xiubai's gentle voice revealed good upbringing.

"No need." Zhou Qiao said and walked quickly into the elevator.

Zhuang Xiubai stood there for a long time before coming back to his senses.

Zhou Qiao's ruthlessness is not only to Zhuang Xiubai, but also to all men who want to get close to her.

Zhou's father is also a well-known figure in the business world of Jiangcheng. The Zhou family is well-off. Zhou Qiao is petite, with bright and charming features, and a thriving career, which naturally attracts many suitors.

Even though she got married to Zhao Huan a year after graduation, there are still some wild bees and butterflies who flirt with her openly and secretly.

But she has a clear distinction between love and hate, and a strong temper. She rejected those men with ulterior motives and made them look ashamed.

Because she only has Zhao Huan in her heart.

In her eyes, Zhuang Xiubai was no different from those men who flirted with her even though they knew she was a married woman.

So, she didn't treat Zhuang Xiubai well.

The second time Zhuang Xiubai appeared in front of her was a week later.

After being discharged from the hospital, she has been living alone in the former wedding room. Zhou's mother often comes to take care of her food and daily life. She only goes back to her parents' home on weekends.

On Thursday afternoon, Zhou's mother called her three times in a row to ask her to go home for dinner, saying that she had stewed her favorite fish maw chicken.

She couldn't bear to refuse Zhou's mother's kindness, so she went back to her parents after get off work.

But she didn't expect to see Zhuang Xiubai playing chess with Zhou's father when she walked into the living room.

Zhuang Xiubai and Zhou's father talked and laughed, and seemed very familiar with each other.

"This is Doctor Zhuang Xiubai. He just came back from studying abroad and works at the hospital where your father has regular physical examinations. He is now in charge of your father." Zhou's mother hurried to introduce them, "Doctor Zhuang, this is my daughter, Zhou Qiao."

Rich people have their own designated hospitals and doctors. They spend a lot of money every year. Physical examinations, treatment of chronic diseases and maintenance are all handled by professional doctors.

Zhou Qiao immediately guessed that Zhuang Xiubai was deliberately approaching Zhou's father, but because his parents were present, it was not easy to expose him. He gritted his teeth and called "Doctor Zhuang".

"Don't look at Doctor Zhuang's young age. He has superb medical skills and is very careful. Although he has only dealt with your father twice, the two have become friends regardless of age." Zhou's mother echoed.

Zhou Qiao looked at her parents' expressions and seemed to be unaware that Zhuang Xiubai was pursuing her.

"Hello, Zhou Qiao." Zhuang Xiubai put down the chess piece in his hand and smiled and stretched out his hand to her.

She pretended not to see it, threw down her handbag and car keys and went to the bathroom.

Zhuang Xiubai lowered his arm in dismay and sat opposite Zhou's father again.

"My daughter is a little willful. Her son-in-law died in a car accident a while ago. She is in a bad mood. Doctor Zhuang, please don't take it to heart." Zhou's father whispered to Zhuang Xiubai to explain.

Zhuang Xiubai said with relief, "Don't worry, Uncle Zhou. Zhou Qiao is a real person and doesn't pretend. I won't be angry."

Since Zhao Huan's death, Zhou Qiao has lost interest in everything. Sometimes she eats one meal a day, sometimes she eats two meals a day, and she rarely feels hungry.

With Zhuang Xiubai around, she has no appetite.

She only stayed at the table for less than ten minutes before deliberately picking up her phone, saying that TT's finance department was working overtime and there were several urgent documents that needed her to sign.

Zhou's father and mother have always supported her work, and they think that busy work can distract her from the pain of losing her husband, so they didn't stop her. When she left, they asked the nanny to pack a few of her favorite meals.

Zhou Qiao drove out of the community and headed straight for her current residence, Taoyuanli.

Taoyuanli is a mid-range community, and it is the wedding house prepared by Zhao Huan's parents for her and Zhao Huan.

In fact, when she got married, Zhou's father and mother gave her six sets of real estate as a dowry, including a large flat in a prime location and a garden villa in the south adjacent to the mountainous area.

Any one of them can beat the elevator apartment in Taoyuanli in seconds, but out of respect for Zhao Huan and Zhao Huan's family, she lived in Taoyuanli.

After Zhao Huan left, her parents were afraid that she would be moved by the scene, and asked her to move back home no less than a hundred times, but she refused.

Because every corner of this house still has the breath of Zhao Huan.

Every night when it was quiet, she would always turn off all the lights in the room, close her eyes and lie on the bed in the master bedroom, imagining what Zhao Huan looked like...

Because only in this way could she be closest to Zhao Huan, who was separated by life and death.

When she woke up the next day, her eyes were red and swollen, and no matter how thick the foundation was, it could not suppress the haggardness in her eyebrows.

Wen Lan persuaded her several times, but she didn't listen to a word.

Later, Wen Lan stopped persuading her. Every morning when she arrived at TT, she would take out the small ice pack prepared for her to apply to her eyes.

As soon as she parked her car in the exclusive parking space, her cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.

As the person in charge of TT, even if the quality of customers was uneven, she had no right to refuse any call.

Clicking the answer button, Zhuang Xiubai's clear voice came slowly——