Woman, where to escape

But——

Facts have proved that what should come will always come. The word "hide" is really useless.

That day, just walked out of the gate of Ares company with color, a luxury car that she couldn't name directly stopped next to her. The driver got off the bus, didn't speak, and only asked.

Through the half open window, she saw Zhu Yan's well-dressed rich and noble lady's face... Looking up at the sky, is it difficult? The dog blood plot is really endless?

However, on second thought, she came to find herself alone. It was really a rare thing, but what was her intention?

When she got on the bus, she didn't ask where to go. She was used to the way the Qian family did things. Instead of asking, she might as well shut up. When she got to the place, she would know.

"Miss yuan, I hope you can understand the mood of being a mother."

In the absence of Zhongyao, Zhu Yan's attitude towards her is very different. She is so proud that she can't find the edge. She doesn't know what she wants to say. Her mind is heavy and a little flustered, but she always keeps a smile and calm on her face.

"Aunt Zhu, I understand."

"Miss yuan, do you know the purpose of my coming today?" Zhu Yan smiled, but when he looked carefully, the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

Element shook her head and waited for her to follow. She understood that she didn't need to ask. If she wanted to say, she would naturally say. Sure enough, just a few seconds later, Zhu Yan said: "I've discussed with Lao Qian and won't object to your contact with Zhong Yao in the future. I'm here today to meet your family and talk about it, and see if I can choose a good day again. His aunt picked the day last time. Because of Zhong Yao, I was wrong."

Zhu Yan's tone didn't fluctuate much, but his unhappy mood was very obvious. He knew better than anyone that the lady didn't like herself at all, even annoying.

In other words, she came to find herself "condescending to your honor" today, not willingly, but reluctantly. Then, it can only be for Zhongyao.

With a sigh, she refused directly: "sorry, aunt Zhu, I have no plan."

Zhu Yan is a regular and conservative person. He has been respecting Qian Shiming like ice over the years, but his feelings behind his back are not very good. The marriage of political marriage is mostly like this. There is no love, he doesn't love her, and she doesn't love him, but there are mutual interests involved, which has become the most binding combination.

Even if Zhongyao suddenly had a sister Qian Sihe born to another woman, she didn't have any uneasiness and sadness on her face, as if she never cared. But her son, who has always been proud, recognized such a cheap woman, but she was very angry.

Her heart fluctuated constantly, and the tide rose and fell. However, her mouth was a silent temptation: "Miss yuan means she doesn't like our family Zhongyao?"

"You know I don't mean that. On the contrary, it's because Zhong Yao is so good that I don't deserve him."

"You are very smart." Zhu Yan glanced at her deeply and wanted to see something from her eyebrows. It can be seen that she just sat quietly, calm, calm, not arrogant, even without the slightest flattery and fear. After a pause, she couldn't help sneering: "I didn't expect that Miss yuan was young, but she had a lot of tricks. She knew how to play hard to get a man and took my son for ten."

The element held her mouth slightly and exclaimed that no one believed the truth and no one doubted the lie. She was the least good at getting along with the elderly, especially this cold, noble and unpredictable old man.

Therefore, instead of making useless retorts, she simply shut up, didn't speak, and let her say it.

"No matter what you think, Miss yuan, Zhongyao has determined that you must be. As elders, we can only follow their wishes."

Sure enough, she is not a family. If she doesn't enter a house, her words give her a headache. She knows Zhongyao's physical condition and can't be stimulated. But she really hates them to decide her future or stay in such an aggressive tone.

Angry, depressed, resentful

No matter how profound the adjective is, it can't describe her mood at this moment. In short, it's very uncomfortable N-power, but she's still as old as before, just don't open her mouth.

“……”

"Miss yuan, get ready for the engagement."

“……”

Is it difficult for rich and powerful people to have the ability of logical thinking? When they master wealth and power, they want to control other people's thoughts? Rule all mankind?

Angry!

However, for Zhongyao, she really doesn't want to hurt. What should she do to make Zhongyao figure it out.

I can't help feeling depressed.

While she was in a trance, Zhu Yan suddenly uttered a sentence without beginning or end.

"Miss yuan, do you know Tao Zijun?"

She frowned, and the element gave a slight "um" sound. Tao Zijun, her mother, an ordinary worker in a state-owned enterprise, has been wearing blue overalls all her life. Can she touch this official wife who soaks in the wealth tank and travels in the wine pool and meat forest every day?

"Aunt Zhu, do you know my mother?"

"Is she your mother?" Zhu Yan was surprised, and then stared at her face, which was clear again.

As far as element knows, her father died when her sister Yuanling was less than three years old. Her father was kind to her, but he couldn't compare with Yuanling... And my mother was an outsider in J city. She married her father and stayed in J city. For so many years, a family of three guarded the tube building, and there was no blood related relatives in the family. On the mottled old picture at the bottom of her mother's box, there were a few vague figures, but she didn't show them at all.

To tell you the truth, she is more curious about her mother than anyone else.

"Aunt Zhu, do you know my mother well?"

"I'm not familiar. I've seen it several times when I was young." Zhu Yan looked away from her face. Zhu Yan's eyes were deep and his emotions were difficult to understand. He seemed to be deliberately avoiding something intentionally or unintentionally.

Element was about to continue to ask, but the car stopped at this time. She was thinking wildly all the way. She didn't notice that the car came to the alley outside her home... When she got off the bus, she felt that a cold look swept from Zhu Yan's eyes. When she looked again, it was a gentle model.