Chapter 92: Young Master, I'm Jealous
Zhou Shi also quietly listened to An Jinwei's compromising voice, but he didn't know why his heart became more and more uncomfortable.
When An Jinwei was disobedient, he was annoyed.
But now An Jinwei is obedient and obedient for that little oil bottle, but his heart is even more depressed, and he can't wait to choke An Jinwei's neck and tell her to shut up.
However, this was only a thought in Zhou Shiyi's mind after all, so after An Jinwei calmed down, he spoke again.
It's still a light tone, but because of the wrong timing of the speech, it has become a different flavor.
"It's simple, I remember agreeing at the beginning. Let you stay in the Zhou family obediently, let you be obedient!"
"But......" An Jinwei's heart grasped like a human being, squeezing hard, it hurt so much that she almost vomited blood, but in the end she still compromised.
"Good. Don't you just want me to stay at the villa tomorrow?Okay, how easy is this!" An Jinwei said that her eyes were red at the end, but she smiled inexplicably.
Although Zhou Shiyi can't see, his hearing is always much more sensitive than normal.
Although he heard that An Jinwei's tone was a little wrong, he thought that An Jinwei was just angry.
Because he couldn't see it, he didn't know how disappointed and desperate An Jinwei's expression was at the moment.
Even Steward Mo looked at An Jinwei distressedly, looking at the desperate wry smile on her face, and couldn't help but glare at Zhou Shiyi fiercely.
"I said, young master...... How do I feel like you're dead and gone. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that the daughter-in-law will run away!"
Thinking like this in his heart, Steward Mo finally couldn't help but clear his throat.
"That...... Miss An, what our young master means is that you don't have to go out and hide...... The young master must have a way to deal with Zhou Qijun. “
For Steward Mo's comfort, An Jinwei just pursed her lips weakly, and she couldn't even squeeze out a smile.
In the end, she just said something sullenly.
"This phone is back to you, it is dead. If you can return it, return it, this brand of mobile phone is quite expensive. “
Then An Jinwei put the mobile phone on Zhou Shiyi's lap, turned around and began to walk out.
"Stop! I'm just not going to let you out, you're so disappointed......"
"Huh. Wednesday less, you can rest assured. I know my identity, and tomorrow I will obediently stay in the villa, waiting for Zhou Qijun to come to me to settle accounts. ”
An Jinwei felt that she was holding her breath in her chest, not vomiting or unhappy, so she still couldn't hold back after all, and said with a little choked.
"If you ask for it, I can do it, I can't fight back, I can't scold back. But...... Zhou Shiyi, I also have a bottom line. ”
An Jinwei's voice slowly became firm, and then she said aloud.
"You also help me tell Zhou Qijun, if he dares to beat me again, I don't mind that he can't be a man at all!"
An Jinwei is like this, she can swallow her anger in what she can tolerate, but once she touches her bottom line, then she will definitely rise up and resist.
This is the reason why she was forced by those relatives for so many years after the death of her adoptive father and mother, but she was still able to keep her parents' insurance money.
Zhou Shi was also a little stunned when he heard this, and his intuition told him that An Jinwei should have misunderstood something, but the anger in his heart made him stubbornly unwilling to explain.
It wasn't until An Jinwei turned around and walked out of the room that Steward Mo patted her thigh anxiously and said, "Young Master, I'll give you a death sooner or later!"
Zhou Shi also heard the words but didn't buy it, but said coldly: "If you're chattering, get out of here!"
Steward Mo let out a long sigh when he heard this, and said, "Young Master, why do you have to let Miss An stay at home? Do you want to let her be a girl and face that bastard of Zhou Qijun alone?"
"Mo Zhao, didn't you hear it? It's an excuse for her to go out and hide. She just wanted to use this excuse to climb out to meet the man named Chu Yang!"
Steward Mo was completely stunned when he heard this, and at that moment he actually felt that what Zhou Shiyi said seemed to make sense.
"It's so intimate. Who knows what her relationship is with that man!" Zhou Shiyi continued, with a strong sour tone in his words.
"But you can't talk like that! you don't even know that Miss An was crying just now!"
"Crying...... That's reluctant!" Zhou Shiyi said this, and threw the mobile phone on his lap hard, and the mobile phone slammed on the heavy carpet.
Steward Mo looked at Zhou Shiyi helplessly, and then hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak.
"Young Master, if you really like Miss An, don't ...... Fight against her everywhere, in the end, ...... girl"
"Shut up! Who said I liked her. The Woman ...... That woman has not only married, but also had children, she is not worthy!"
Steward Mo was almost angry, and he could only shake his head in the end, as bitter as an old father.
He can say what he can't say, what he should say, what he shouldn't say, everything he shouldn't say, it seems that everything can only be left to fate.
"That's good. That's right...... Master. What are you going to eat for lunch?"
Zhou Shiyi hesitated when he heard this, but asked inexplicably: "She ...... just now Really crying?"
Steward Mo looked helpless, and even a little irritable, "That is, Miss An, if our family Ruirui had already done it." “
Steward Mo didn't dare to say anything, but he dared to say anything.
Sure enough, hearing Steward Mo's words, Zhou Shi was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly said with a smile.
"Mo Zhao, what should you do if you teach Rui Rui so violently, if you can't marry in the future!"
Steward Mo almost vomited blood.
However, without waiting for Steward Mo to sort out his emotions, Zhou Shiye spoke again and said to Steward Mo: "Otherwise...... Let Uncle Qu make two more drawers of osmanthus bags?"
When Steward Mo heard this, he looked at Zhou Shiye helplessly for a long time, and finally only answered, turned around and saw the mobile phone on the ground paused again.
"By the way, young master......"
"Don't go yet!" As soon as Zhou Shiyi heard Steward Mo stop, he knew that Steward Mo was about to start chattering again, so he urged directly.
Steward Mo didn't dare to stay this time, but picked up the phone and put it in Zhou Shiyi's hand, turned around and walked out of the room.
Things are going one after another, although they are all going in the direction he planned, but for some reason, Zhou Shi also felt bored, especially the last sentence An Jinwei said.
He has been forbearance for revenge, even more than anyone else, but why is he so unwilling this time.
He even wanted to cripple Zhou Qijun immediately, so that he could no longer beat An Jinwei's attention.
The wind blew in from the window, An Jinwei hid in the room because she was angry and never came out, and Zhou Shi also wanted to slam the door several times but was finally persuaded by Steward Mo.
At night, Zhou Shiyi finally couldn't help but sneak into someone's room again.
This time, he even took the initiative to take An Jinwei directly in his arms and lay quietly for a long time before leaving.
It's like he's never been here.
Early the next morning, Steward Mo knocked on An Jinwei's door again.
In his hand he was holding a suitset of obviously worn tracksuits, and it was a man's, with a cell phone on it.