Chapter 127 Died once

Zhou Lingshan also smiled, and his gentle and elegant face showed how handsome he was in his youth.

It's just that the shrewdness in his eyes is too great, and even his beautiful appearance can no longer hide his ambition.

He smiled and said, "Jing Wei hasn't been back for so many years, and now that he has finally come back, he still wants you to pour tea for us. As uncles, we have uneasy consciences."

"Uncle is joking," Zhou Jingwei followed suit, rubbing the side of the cup with his slender, cold knuckles, raising his eyes slightly, smiling calmly: "I am a junior, pouring a cup of tea is nothing, I should."

Zhou Lingshan immediately laughed happily.

He looked at Zhou Jingwei with satisfaction, presumably because he felt happy in his heart, and the smile on his face was real: "You have a much better temper than your father. You are worthy of being a lawyer, and you can keep your composure."

Zhou Siheng, who was sitting opposite Zhou Lingshan, took over the conversation with a soft and gentle tone: "Uncle, Jing Wei will have to rely more on your advice when he returns to the Zhou family."

"That's what I said!" Zhou Lingshan waved his hand and drank all the tea in the cup. He placed the cup on the table casually and tapped his fingertips on the table with intention: "Jing Wei is my brother Bingquan's only son. , how could I ignore him?"

"In that case, after the Spring Festival, I will return to the Zhou Group and ask my uncle to give me more advice." Zhou Jingwei smiled casually and filled up the tea for Zhou Lingshan. The smile in his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses could not be seen clearly. .

Zhou Lingshan said that naturally, we are all one family.

There were also people nearby who echoed.

Everyone was about to enter the topic when the butler came in from outside. He walked up to Zhou Jingwei and said in a respectful tone: "Master, Madam is looking for you. Please come with me first."

Zhou Jingwei wiped his fingers one by one with a clean hot towel on the side, then put the towel aside casually and said calmly: "Okay, I'll go with you."

The butler was obviously relieved.

Lin Xuansu kept crying, and Zhou Bingquan had no intention of taking care of the other people present. He was focused on his beloved wife.

Without the chance to socialize and chat with Zhou Bingquan, Zhou Jingwei easily attracted everyone's attention when he walked down the stairs.

A tall and tall man, wearing a black suit, with a dull and lazy indifference between his brows and eyes, his eyes are cold and shallow, and he looks careless and extremely unapproachable.

Someone in the crowd asked: "Is this Zhou Jingwei?"

"Yes, it's Zhou Jingwei."

"Master Zhou is even more handsome than the head of the Zhou family when he was young."

"With such an appearance and identity, I don't know which girl would be so lucky to marry him in the future."

"What are you thinking about? I'm afraid the marriage partner was already decided upon when I was born, and now it's my turn to choose?"

The whispers of everyone could not reach Zhou Jingwei's ears, but this did not prevent him from seeing the scrutiny and curiosity in everyone's eyes.

A slight feeling of boredom flashed through his heart.

He really hated such a hypocritical and cowardly situation. Everyone wore a mask on their face, and could see nothing except the desire that was about to come out.

He would rather accompany Cheng Weiyue and have a simple home-cooked meal.

The moment Zhou Jingwei walked down, people flocked to him.

The smile on his lips was faint, covering up the impatience between his eyebrows.

"Sorry, I have something else to do, please let me go."

It was the indifferent politeness reflected from the bottom of his heart that made people unable to make mistakes, and made people lose all courage to approach him the moment he opened his mouth.

He stretched out his long legs and walked past the crowd without squinting.

Lin Xuansu finally stopped crying when she saw Zhou Jingwei coming over.

The tension and concern in her eyes were profound. Zhou Jingwei's eyes darkened and he stopped in front of her.

Before he could speak, Lin Xuansu had already held his hand eagerly: "Jingwei, you haven't come back to see your mother for a long time..."

"Things in the office are a bit busy." Zhou Jingwei said while taking his hand away from Lin Xuansu's: "What can I do for you?"

"I...I'm fine, I just want to see you." Lin Xuansu looked at Zhou Jingwei uneasily, his elegant and beautiful face flashing with strong uneasiness: "Jingwei, don't you want to see me? Are you still there?

Do you blame me?"

Zhou Jingwei said no.

Very straightforward and calm enough.

Not only did Lin Xuansu not feel relieved, but she felt even more embarrassed.

Zhou Bingquan was so angry that he stood up and walked to Zhou Jingwei: "Apologise to your mother."

There was a hint of coldness in Zhou Jingwei's eyes. His gaze fell on Zhou Bingquan and he said very lightly: "Apologise?"

"Zhou Bingquan, don't talk to Jing Wei like that!" Lin Xuansu was so anxious that he quickly grabbed Zhou Bingquan's hand and tried hard to pull him away: "You don't need to interfere in our mother and son's affairs!"

"Xuansu..."

"I told you to get out!"

No one thought that Zhou Bingquan would humble himself like this in front of Lin Xuansu, and he actually left.

Zhou Jingwei saw his back, his back was slightly bent, as if he had aged many years in an instant.

Why bother? In fact, everything is already too late. People always want to make up for things that cannot be made up for.

Zhou Jingwei looked at Lin Xuansu's tears and felt very numb.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. The hour hand had turned to 8.

"Is there anything else you want to say to me?"

Lin Xuansu was a little at a loss. After a while, he said in a low voice: "I...I just want to ask you, are you still weird..."

"Mom," Zhou Jingwei interrupted her with a cold voice: "You have asked me many times. I said it is not strange. What else do you want from me?"

"I didn't want to..."

"The doctor said at that time that as long as I went to the hospital one minute late, the cyanide in my body could kill me." Zhou Jingwei looked at Lin Xuansu's overwhelmed face and said calmly: "I don't blame you, I died once."

I don’t blame anyone.”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Lin Xuansu who looked sad and speechless, lowered his eyes and said softly: "I have something else to do tonight, so I'll leave first."

Lin Xuansu actually wanted to stop him.

But she had no position and could only watch him leave sadly.

At Xiangshan Palace, Cheng Weiyue had dinner and sat on the sofa with Jiang Jinran to play games.

It is a very old childhood game. The two of them control the remote control to make the plane on the TV avoid the messy obstacles.

This requires putting the disc into the TV set, and the pixels are very low. It is no longer available for sale. It is considered a tear of the times.

Cheng Weiyue's plane flew 100 kilometers and was declared dead. Jiang Jinran on the side said "tsk" and said: "Cheng Weiyue, you are so good!"

"If you can't speak, then don't speak!" Cheng Weiyue snatched the remote control away unconvinced: "Let me try again! I will definitely not lose this time."

Jiang Jinran allowed Cheng Weiyue to snatch the remote control from his hand.

After a while, he couldn't help laughing as he watched Cheng Weiyue compete with the TV screen.
Chapter completed!