"Who do you think you are, and what qualifications do you have to say these things to me! I am Zhou Jingwei's father. It's not your turn as an outsider to tell me how I want to treat my son!"

Zhou Bingquan glanced at Cheng Weiyue with disdain, with unspeakable contempt in his eyes: "Cheng Weiyue, don't think that just because you and Jing Wei are in love, you can make rash comments about me!"

If it were Cheng Weiyue in the past, she would probably be forced to retreat by such unpretentious words, and she would choose to remain silent no matter how many complicated emotions she had in her heart.

But now, she just looked at Zhou Bingquan calmly, without being affected by his words at all: "Why am I not qualified to say these words to you? I will be the person who will spend my life with Zhou Jingwei, of course I am qualified."

"You have such a strong tone!" Zhou Bingquan looked at Cheng Weiyue in disbelief. What she said was simply unbelievable: "I am his father, I have the final say on who Zhou Jingwei wants to marry!"

"What you said doesn't count." Zhou Jingwei had been looking at Cheng Weiyue, watching the firmness and defense in her eyes when she spoke for him.

So at this time, when he spoke, he was equally determined.

"Zhou Jingwei!" After being angry, he felt embarrassed that he couldn't get off the stage. Zhou Bingquan's expression showed heartache: "Do we, father and son, have to go to such a big fight?"

"I have no intention of starting a fight with you, not to mention that you have misunderstood me. I am not hiding from you."

Zhou Jingwei finally raised his eyes to look at Zhou Bingquan. The corners of his lips were slightly cold, and his jade-like face was extremely cold: "But please don't hurt Weiyue, otherwise I am not sure what I will do."

Zhou Bingquan wanted to yell at Zhou Jingwei and ask him how his conscience was at peace when he talked to his father like this.

But he still has important things to do.

Therefore, he endured it, looked at Zhou Jingwei with stern eyes, and said, "I asked you to come here today because I have something to tell you. Please let all the irrelevant people go out."

"There are no irrelevant people here." Zhou Jingwei put Cheng Weiyue's hand in his palm and held it tightly: "That's it. If you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it."

"Cheng Weiyue, please go out. I have something to say to my son." Seeing that Zhou Jingwei couldn't say anything, Zhou Bingquan issued an ultimatum to Cheng Weiyue: "It's best not to meddle in other people's business. What's going on between our father and son?"

, you’d better listen less!”

"Uncle," Cheng Weiyue rubbed Zhou Jingwei's phalanges with her fingertips, with a gesture of reliance and closeness: "Jingwei said he wouldn't let me leave, so I won't leave."

"You!" Zhou Bingquan was so angry that he was half dead.

His chest was rising and falling, and he covered his chest with one hand. He bent over and coughed: "Zhou Jingwei, sooner or later, I will be pissed to death by you, a traitor like you!"

Zhou Jingwei's eyebrows were sparse and his expression was cold.

Seeing that there was no room for change, Zhou Bingquan gave up and said solemnly: "Let me ask you, where have all the relics of the Lin family gone? And your mother's old things, why am I in the old house?

Can’t even see it?”

"No more."

"What does it mean to be gone?" Zhou Bingquan's voice involuntarily raised his voice twice: "Please explain to me clearly, what does it mean to be gone?"

"It's all burned." Zhou Jingwei seemed to be saying something insignificant, without even a trace of emotion on his expression.

But Cheng Weiyue clearly felt the coldness in his palms.

"Who burned it? Did you burn it?" Zhou Bingquan looked at Zhou Jingwei angrily: "What qualifications do you have to burn your mother's relics?"

"I just followed my mother's last wish. She said that the Zhou family is dirty and she doesn't want her things to be left in the Zhou family." When Zhou Jingwei said this, a slightly sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "You still want it?"

Do you want to continue asking?"

Zhou Bingquan's face turned green and white. He seemed like he couldn't breathe. His breathing was unusually heavy. After a long while, he asked in a trembling voice: "Where did you burn it? Where did you burn it?"

Zhou Jingwei said that after burning the mountain behind Zhou's house, it blew away in the wind and was clean.

Zhou Bingquan froze in place for a long time before he stumbled out as if he had woken up from a dream.

His back looked like a child at a loss, and he actually showed a bit of panic.

Cheng Weiyue saw it clearly.

Zhou Jingwei looked at Zhou Bingquan's leaving figure and said nothing.

Until Cheng Weiyue shook his hand and asked him: "Zhou Jingwei, let's go buy plum blossom cakes together, okay?"

It was a snack at the entrance of the hospital. Zhou Jingwei had never eaten it, but he still said yes.

On a winter morning, many people came to the hospital to register and pick up medicines. Cheng Weiyue and Zhou Jingwei walked out against the flow of people. From the beginning to the end, Zhou Jingwei held her hand tightly.

The person buying the plum blossom cake was an elderly woman. When she saw Zhou Jingwei, she suddenly said: "You kid, I've seen you before."

Cheng Weiyue couldn't help but laugh and asked: "Grandma, where have you seen him?"

"I used to sell breakfast at the entrance of the hospital, but recently I changed my stall to make plum blossom cakes. He came to buy breakfast from me before, saying he was buying it for the girl he liked."

When the old woman said this, she looked at Cheng Weiyue and smiled thoughtfully: "Is this girl you? Did he chase you?"

Cheng Weiyue looked at Zhou Jingwei in surprise.

The plum blossom cake is sweet in the mouth, and the nuts spread on the surface are sour and sweet, giving it a good taste.

Cheng Weiyue held the cake and sat in the passenger seat. She looked at Zhou Jingwei for a long time and asked, "Is this the time I was allergic to alcohol?"

At that time, she was still Zhao Hanchen's girlfriend.

Zhou Jingwei said softly, "Hmm", and looked at Cheng Weiyue with a lingering look on his face: "I told you, I fell in love at first sight."

Cheng Weiyue's heart beat violently.

She lowered her head and looked at the steaming plum blossom cake, her ears were red, and she didn't know what to say.

Zhou Jingwei touched her hair and asked her if she wanted to go to the company?

What happened this morning was a false alarm, and now both of them are relieved.

Cheng Weiyue said yes.

She does still have a lot of work to do.

Rainbow Media, office.

Lan Rong bit his pen and scribbled on the script, looking very serious.

After a long while, he raised his head and looked at Cheng Weiyue and asked, "Cheng Weiyue, do you know Jiang Jinran?"

Cheng Weiyue was stunned: "How do you know this person?"

Lan Rong touched his nose and answered verbatim according to the confession he had made with Jiang Jinran before: "I was introduced to you by a friend a few days ago. As we chatted, I found that you have known each other for many years.

friend."

There was nothing wrong with this statement. Cheng Weiyue put away the surprise on her face and said, "He and I have indeed been good friends for many years."

"Well, let's have a meal together." Lan Rong suggested.

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