"He Xiaoran," Zhou Chenyuan said: "Don't think that you are a little clever and just try to do whatever you want. Some people are not something you can provoke, even if they are trash."

Otherwise, after so many years, wouldn't some so-called powerful families just swallow their anger and have nowhere to redress their grievances, even if they know that their relatives, friends, and even close relatives have been harmed?

Regardless of whether she believed it or not, Zhou Zixi was someone she could not offend.

To him, Zhou Zixi was the second uncle of the third grandfather's family. Even if Zhou Zixi could not be on the stage, he was still his elder.

On campus, he could keep her safe for a while, but what about outside?

Zhou Zixi is different from the rest of the family. Everyone else has things to do, the elder has to work and the younger has to study.

There is no reason why the Zhou family's wealth continues to this day. It is the result of the struggle of every generation of the Zhou family.

Zhou Zixi had nothing to do, and he was a waste to the authorities in his family.

Normally, no one remembers him at all.

But even so, Zhou Zixi still has the protection of the Zhou family, which does not mean that others can clean up the Zhou family's trash.

When Zhou Chenyuan saw that she was silent, he raised his voice: "You'd better remember what I say. There is a difference between those with a surname of Zhou and those without a surname of Zhou. No matter how popular Yan Shaozhuang is in front of his great grandfather, no matter how good his relationship with Zhou Zhichu is, he

He is also a man with a foreign surname. Doesn’t he have to bow his head and act like a dog in front of Zhou Zixi?”

"Be careful what you say, who is treating you like a dog?" He Xiaoran was dissatisfied: "Then he is your uncle after all. Even if he is not a relative, he is related to your mother. Yan Shaozhuang is not the kind of person you say.

, if you don’t understand, it’s best not to talk nonsense.”

Zhou Chenyuan raised his head sensitively: "I just mentioned it to him, why are you talking so much?"

"You already called him a dog, why don't you allow me to refute you?"

"What does it have to do with you that I called him a dog? Did I call you a dog?"

"Yan Shaozhuang is my senior, what's the difference between scolding him and scolding me?"

The more Zhou Chenyuan thought about it, the angrier he became: "What kind of senior is he? Don't forget, he is your uncle!"

He Xiaoran curled his lips and muttered: "He is your uncle, he has nothing to do with me..."

"He Xiaoran!"

Zhou Chenyuan became even more angry, "What do you mean by this? You are my wife, he is my uncle, and he is your uncle. How dare you deny it?"

He Xiaoran didn't speak. She just didn't want to recognize him. What's wrong?

Yan Shaozhuang has nothing to do with her for eight lifetimes. He is one generation older than her for no reason. Of course she doesn't accept it!

Looking at her expression, Zhou Chenyuan became even more angry, "Get out!"

Every time I see her, my eyes hurt and I feel so angry that I almost die.

The first time she saw Yan Shaozhuang, his eyes were almost blinded and his chin was about to fall. He still remembered it.

Yan Shaozhuang also mocked them both openly and secretly for not getting the certificates.

Did he deliberately refuse to accept it?

Isn’t it because it’s not time yet?

He Xiaoran was kicked out, but she still hadn't forgotten the purpose of coming here: "You asked someone to take a photo of Zhou Chenchen and send it to me for a look."

She didn't believe him, what if she was really stewed?

Who knows if he lied to her on purpose?

Zhou Chenyuan was furious: "Didn't you hear me telling you to get out?"

"Photos of Zhou Chenchen!" He Xiaoran refused to leave. He glanced at the dining table and caught sight of a few portable Western-style breads.

Zhou Chenyuan stared at her, dialed the phone after a while, and asked someone to take a photo and send it over.

Thirty seconds later, Zhou Chenyuan raised the phone in front of He Xiaoran, "Open your dog eyes and take a good look to see if this is your turtle!"

He Xiaoran took a closer look and saw that it was a video.

Sure enough, it was Zhou Chenchen, lying in a glass box, with his four claws and tail still moving, and he looked alive at first glance.

She breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll pick up Zhou Chenchen tomorrow!"

Zhou Chenyuan raised his head: "The doctor said it will take a few days of observation. You should hurry up and don't blame me if you bring it back to death."

He Xiaoran: "..."

After thinking about it, she said: "Then...I'll come back to pick it up in two days."

Zhou Chenyuan snorted coldly and suddenly said: "Don't follow me anymore. I've told you a long time ago that I'm not someone you can imagine!"

"When did I..." Before she could finish her words, He Xiaoran thought that Zhou Chenyuan had never told her where she was standing. She thought about it and felt that she still needed to explain, "Actually, it was Xiao Bailian who told me."

To be precise, when Hua Qingyu's little lotus was in full bloom, she accidentally revealed that Zhou Chenyuan had another residence on the other side of the house, just to avoid He Xiaoran.

Anyway, Hua Qingyu said this not to chat with her, but to tell her deliberately that Zhou Chenyuan would rather live alone than be with her.

"Don't involve Xiaoyu in everything." Zhou Chenyuan frowned. Is this woman too jealous? What do you think he has with Xiaoyu?

In all conscience, he and Xiaoyu have nothing to do with each other!

When he was abroad, Xiaoyu's family took good care of him. He was not an ungrateful person, so he naturally wanted to reciprocate the favor.

Zhou Chenyuan cleared his throat and reluctantly explained to her, trying to appease her overly jealous heart: "Xiaoyu and I abide by our duties, so you don't have to mention her all the time. I know myself that you are my wife."

He Xiaoran shuddered, said nothing, and left holding a pile of bread.

Zhou Chenyuan was depressed, why did he just leave?

He still has something to say, and he really has nothing to do with Xiaoyu.

He didn't pay attention before and neglected her a little. He will never have contact with Xiaoyu alone in the future. He has already decided to keep a distance. Why is she still angry?

He Xiaoran took the time after school the next day to give the cakes to He He and the others before rushing back.

Some of the things sent there were stale and inedible, so she would often bring some food that could be stored at home.

They were still growing and hungry quickly, so she would bring them some food from time to time.

"Sister, don't run away like this in the future. You have to go to school and are very tired." He He was carrying a bag of bread and pastries, worried about He Xiaoran's hard work.

"Why are you tired? The bus only costs one yuan and twenty cents for forty minutes. It's great to be able to visit most of the city and come see you." He Xiaoran didn't have money to give them, so she was thinking about whether to take Lao Ding's job.

Whatever came to her mind, she received a call from Lao Ding on the way back.

"Xiao Ran, the boss here said that if you come, you will get 200,000 yuan after taking the commission!"

He Xiaoran was not afraid. She was a little worried about her physical fitness in the past two days. She felt a little better in the past two days, but compared with before, the gap was still obvious.

She held the phone and thought that she didn't have a penny for a while, and she would have to take He Miao for a check-up at the end of the month, which would cost a lot of money.

When He Miao's glasses come out, the final payment will be tens of thousands more.

Not without money.

She said: "Send me the time and place!"

Thursday night.

He Xiaoran was standing at the intersection waiting for the bus and looking around.
Chapter completed!