Chapter 31: Don't Forget Who You Are

Steward Mo was already sweating in a hurry, and when he heard Zhou Shiyi's words, he first hesitated and said, "Young master...... Maybe Miss Ann is just ......"

Without waiting for Steward Mo to finish speaking, Zhou Shiyi said coldly, "Chen Ou, go and bring that woman up!"

Chen Ou glanced at Steward Mo more when he heard this, and then turned around and walked out of the room.

About three minutes later, Chen Ou took An Jinwei into the study together.

He first took the initiative to walk behind Zhou Shiyi, put the mobile phone on the desk, and then whispered: "Sanshao, I called her up." The phone is on the table for you. ”

Hearing Chen Ou's report, Zhou Shiyi raised his head and looked straight ahead, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on his face again, "Chen Ou, check your phone, I want to know who she is contacting!"

Chen Ou glanced at An Jinwei when he heard this, reached out and picked up the mobile phone and looked down quietly.

The study was frighteningly quiet, although An Jinwei didn't know what was going on, but she looked at the smile on the corner of Zhou Shiyi's mouth, and vaguely felt that it was coming for her.

Watching Chen Ou look through his mobile phone there with a complicated mood, and even opened the webpage of the mobile phone, An Jinwei was just about to open her mouth when she heard Chen Ou say.

"Young master, I made two calls but didn't get through, and then I searched for some information on my mobile phone. ”

The smile on the corner of Zhou Shiyi's mouth was even worse, and then he continued to ask, "What have you searched for?"

Chen Ou still continued to answer: "The latest browsing records are all searched for a person named ...... Wang Mingxuan, there is a lot of news and miscellaneous, it seems to be dead. “

Anneway looked at Zhou Shiyi with a puzzled face, she really couldn't understand what happened to Zhou Shiyi.

However, at this moment, Zhou Shi also raised his head, leaned his body on the back of the chair, and although his dark eyes were not bright, he stared straight at An Jinwei's face, "Wang Mingxuan, if I remember correctly, he is your ex-husband, right?"

Zhou Shiyi's voice was so cold that even An Jinwei couldn't hold back her nervousness, but Zhou Shiyi suddenly paused, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped it on the table, "An Jinwei, did I not give you food or did I wronged you?

An Jinwei was also stunned, and couldn't help but think, "Aren't you quite self-aware!"

But she didn't say anything, because she remembered that Master Qu said: Recently, General Hei has not eaten, and she always feels that the Tibetan mastiff is ...... Thinking about her.

But she still felt strange, whether it seemed to have anything to do with Zhou Shiyi or not, how could it make him so angry that his face turned black.

After thinking about it and thinking about it, An Jinwei unexpectedly saw Steward Mo's eyes, and said in a thought: "Ah...... It's like this, I have something important left at home and I want to ......"

"Home...... Which family? Is it the Zhou family or the Wang family? An Jinwei, don't forget your identity!" Zhou Shi didn't know what was crazy, and his teeth creaked when he said this.

Listening to Zhou Shiyi's accusation, An Jinwei finally got annoyed.

She looked at the man in front of her in confusion, and really didn't know how to explain it, so she simply said: "Whatever you think, what is Zhou Shiyi's identity now, don't you know?"

An Jinwei said lightly, but suddenly realized that she had quarreled with Zhou Shiye again.

Hungry and tired, she took the initiative to slow down and said, "Third Young Master, even if I marry you, I still have to have my own life." I'm just making a phone call and searching for a few messages, so you don't have to question me. “

Although An Jinwei slowed down her tone, her words still angered Zhou Shiyi.

I saw that he suddenly sneered, picked up the blue and white pen holder in front of him, and threw it in the direction of An Jinwei.

The porcelain pen holder hit the wall and shattered bones.

An Jinwei had long known that Zhou Shi was also moody and irritable, so she had always been on guard, and when she saw Zhou Shi throwing things again, she immediately bent down and hid.

But even so, the flying porcelain still cut An Jinwei's cheek,

She subconsciously covered the injured place, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Zhou Shiyi, even if I am a slave, I should have my own freedom, you can't lock me up for the rest of my life!"

Zhou Shi didn't know that An Jinwei was injured, and when he heard this, he first sneered, and then said coldly: "Then you will wait for me!"

An Jinwei was so angry that she couldn't help but want to cry, but then she realized that she had actually Zhou Shi off just now.

At that moment, she slowly put down the hand covering the wound, and thought to herself in her heart: This madman is afraid that he will have to think of some kind of trick to torture her.

However, even though she was a little annoyed, An Jinwei still didn't beg for mercy, and only secretly replied: "Wait, wait!"

Steward Mo on the side scratched his head anxiously, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes as he looked at An Jinwei.

An Jinwei glared at Zhou Shiyi angrily, and Zhou Shiyi's ears were like radar, watching all of An Jinwei's movements.

The study was inexplicably quiet, and after a long time, Steward Mo asked tentatively, "What did that Miss An eat at noon today?"

Hearing this, An Jinwei glanced at Steward Mo gratefully.

Then she replied with a sense of current affairs: "I made the grouper at noon today, I found that the young master's legs are not good, and I made him some calcium-supplementing dishes." “

An Jinwei's words were obviously flattering, but they still failed to appease the resentment in someone's heart.

Zhou Shiyi's face was still dark, and after a while, he said lightly: "Then you don't go quickly!"

An Jinwei gritted her teeth again, then glanced at the mobile phone that was still held by Chen Ou in her hand, and then glanced at the gauze on Chen Ou's head, and said stubbornly: "By the way, that mobile phone belongs to Chef Qu, and I have to return it to him." “

Feeling An Jinwei's increasingly bold behavior, Zhou Shiyi's heart was both irritable and inexplicably happy.

In the end, he still said with a straight face: "Steward Mo, remember to tell the servants of the Zhou family that whoever dares to help An Jinwei will be fired!"

When An Jinwei heard this, she was angry and bared her teeth directly at Zhou Shiyi, she knew that Zhou Shiyi couldn't see it, so she simply made a grimace at Zhou Shiyi even more arrogantly.

Chen Ou on the side inadvertently saw it, and laughed out of the movement.

An Jinwei secretly screamed that it was not good, took the mobile phone and immediately turned around and fled, leaving the three people in the study with different thoughts,

"Chen Ou, what were you laughing at just now?" Zhou Shi also felt the wind outside the window and asked.

Hearing this, Chen Ou's gaze swept over Steward Mo, and he faintly felt that Steward Mo seemed to take special care of An Jinwei, but he still spoke.

"Young master, just now An Jinwei couldn't see you with your eyes and made a grimace at you. “

Chen Ou seems to be playing right and wrong, because the three words "invisible" are Zhou Shiyi's reverse scales, not to mention An Jinwei's doing this, anyone who says it will be unlucky.

However, this time, when he heard Chen Ou say this, a relatively funny picture suddenly flashed in his mind.

A girl with long hair and a shawl and skin like clotted fat was baring her teeth at him.

Zhou Shi was also curious about An Jinwei's appearance for the first time, and asked, "Steward Mo, what do you think An Jinwei looks like?"

Steward Mo paused his throat, hesitated for a moment and said, "It's beautiful, it's very atmospheric." How to say it is like ...... The feeling of only one lotus blooming in a large lotus pond. “

Zhou Shi was silent again, and that picture resurfaced in his mind.

The next moment, he couldn't help but touch his tear mole, as if there was still the temperature of the woman's fingertips, and the tip of his nose could even faintly feel the snort sprayed by the woman on his face.

Warm with a faint medicinal scent.