Chapter 64 I can hug you

"Well, you are still young and have the capital to play." Zhou Bingquan had something to say.

Zhou Jingwei pretended not to understand, picked up the oolong tea on the table next to him and took a sip.

Seeing this, Zhou Siheng glanced at the servant behind him and motioned for the latter to pour tea.

The servant went diligently, but he was too nervous and accidentally poured out a little tea in the teapot.

Zhou Bingquan was just about to rebuke him when Zhou Jingwei glanced at the water stains on the table and said casually: "No need to come tomorrow."

The future head of the Zhou family should be like this, with the most lazy and dignified attitude and the most ruthless tactics.

The expression on Zhou Bingquan's face suddenly became much more satisfied.

Zhou Siheng on the side originally wanted to plead for mercy, after all, he was the one who asked the servant to pour tea. At this time, when he saw this, he stopped talking and allowed the servant to walk out with a pale face.

"Do you remember that girl from the Yang family?" No one seemed to pay attention to the little farce just now. Zhou Bingquan spoke slowly and said: "Her father is now the director of the department, and her brother is a major."

"Father, do you want to be a matchmaker?"

Zhou Bingquan acquiesced.

Zhou Jingwei smiled, his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses looking extremely cold: "It's too late, I already have someone chosen for Mrs. Zhou."

Zhou Bingquan's mood finally got better and he became very unhappy again. He snorted coldly and said, "Just have fun with it, Zhou Jingwei, not just any woman is qualified to be my daughter-in-law."

"Dad, you are right," Zhou Jingwei crossed his legs, took out a cigarette from the compartment of his suit, lit it with a lighter, and then concluded calmly: "You can find your daughter-in-law and put it in the ancestral hall for worship.

I'm looking for my wife, put her by my side and pamper her well, without conflict."

Zhou Bingquan knew that he had touched Zhou Jingwei's evil side. He squeezed the pear wood handrail and said in a deep voice: "Just talk! What do you look like smoking in the ancestral hall!"

"What's the difference between burning incense and smoking? Aren't they both cigarettes?" Zhou Jingwei sneered, raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "Dad, it's almost noon, do you have anything else to say?"

Zhou Bingquan had nothing else to say. He originally just wanted to see Zhou Jingwei. After all, he had been back in China for so long and had not even taken a look at his father.

The matter of the daughter of the Yang family was also mentioned by the way. Zhou Bingquan suddenly didn't want to say anything after being choked to death by Zhou Jingwei.

Zhou Jingwei has a lot of wings, so he can't control things by force. He still needs to plan for the long-term relationship between father and son and not make things too tense.

Zhou Bingquan looked at Zhou Siheng, who had been sitting silently, and said, "Siheng, uncle has found the album of paintings you asked your uncle to find for you last time. You can take it back after dinner and take a good look at it."

Zhou Siheng and Zhou Bingquan both like to appreciate paintings, and they get together from time to time to talk about their experiences.

Zhou Siheng smiled and said yes, and asked Zhou Jingwei if he wanted to have lunch together before leaving.

"No, I want to go back to accompany my girlfriend." Zhou Jingwei said, stood up and planned to walk out.

Zhou Bingquan stopped him: "It's not impossible for you to want the Zhou family to intervene in the Zhao family's land, but don't forget what you promised me."

Zhou Jingwei smiled and turned to look at Zhou Bingquan: "A son inherits his father's legacy. I will do what I have to do. Of course I will not break my promise."

Zhou Siheng sent Zhou Jingwei to the door. The latter had a little scarlet smoke on his fingertips, and his posture was elegant and depressed, which was very confusing.

Zhou Siheng coughed a few times and then said hoarsely: "Brother, you...you should come back often when you have time. Uncle misses you very much."

Zhou Jingwei smiled and patted Zhou Siheng on the shoulder: "My dad likes people who can accompany him to be arty. You are more suitable to be his son than me."

Zhou Siheng didn't know what to say for a while.

He couldn't accept this.

While he was about to speak, Zhou Jingwei had already slammed Cullinan's car door, kicked the accelerator and drove out.

I really don't remember it at all.

If it weren't for the girl's house, he wouldn't even be able to come back, right?

There was a trace of confusion in Zhou Siheng's eyes.

Would even a person like Zhou Jingwei bow his head for love?

It's incredible...

When Cheng Weiyue was about to finish class, she received a text message from Zhou Jingwei. It was a few simple words. He said: "Is get out of class over? Can we have lunch together?"

Cheng Weiyue's originally dull mood suddenly became very good. She smiled and replied with four words: "get out of class will be over soon."

Li Die on the side looked at the smile on her lips and asked curiously: "Yueyue, what are you laughing at?"

Cheng Weiyue pursed her lips and touched her face: "Am I smiling?"

Li Die nodded seriously: "You do, you smile so obviously, so what are you laughing at?"

Cheng Weiyue answered matter-of-factly: "Zhou Jingwei asked me to have lunch."

Li Die sighed, looked at Cheng Weiyue seriously, and said: "Yueyue, you are miserable."

"Am I miserable?" Cheng Weiyue asked without asking, "Why am I miserable?"

"You're miserable, you're going to fall in love."

Cheng Weiyue: "..."

What is falling in love? Li Die's mouth is really...

Cheng Weiyue blushed and immersed herself in taking notes.

Zhou Jingwei parked his car outside the school gate and walked to Beijing University.

get out of class had just ended, and many students came out of the teaching building.

Zhou Jingwei was good-looking and had appeared at the opening ceremony. Many girls were a little excited when they saw him and took a few more glances.

Zhou Jingwei just lowered his head and sent a message to Cheng Weiyue: "I'll wait for you at the door."

After he sent the message, a young and beautiful female student came over and asked him: "Are you waiting for someone?"

Zhou Jingwei smiled politely and said in a very friendly manner: "I'm waiting for my girlfriend."

There was a flash of disappointment in the other party's eyes, and he asked unwillingly: "Do you already have a girlfriend? Who is your girlfriend?"

After she finished speaking, Cheng Weiyue walked out of the crowd accompanied by Li Die, Sun Lai and Chen Yixin.

The smile on Zhou Jingwei's face gradually grew, and he said lightly: "She has already come over."

Cheng Weiyue never thought that Zhou Jingwei would be waiting for her at the school gate. After all, Zhao Hanchen said he was waiting for her outside the school, sitting in the car.

She was caught off guard, and was pushed gently by Li Die before she stumbled towards Zhou Jingwei.

Zhou Jingwei couldn't help but laugh when he saw her nervous look and said, "What's wrong? They're almost walking in the same boat."

Cheng Weiyue was careless and said obediently: "It's the first time my boyfriend is waiting for me at the door, so I'm a little nervous."

Zhou Jingwei curled up the corners of his lips, pulled Cheng Weiyue into his arms in full view of everyone, and whispered in a low voice against her ear: "Then wait at the door of your classroom next time, won't you be unable to walk?"

Cheng Weiyue blushed to the point of her neck and covered her face believing it was true: "You have to tell me in advance, I have to be mentally prepared."

Zhou Jingwei raised his eyebrows and smiled softly: "It doesn't matter if you can't walk, I'll hold you."
Chapter completed!