Text Volume 1 Under the Neon_Chapter 17 Mother and Son
The life of KTV is reversed day and night, and although Zhou Qing has only been working for a short time, his schedule has been completely disrupted.
\tSo during the few days of the holiday, I basically stayed at home.
\tFirst, you can avoid unnecessary consumption, and second, after the showdown between Zhou Qing and Han Caiyu, you can't lift your spirits except for work, and you are only willing to hide at home. Eat, sleep, watch TV, three o'clock and one line.
\t is the landlord Tang Yan who is a taekwondo coach, and Zhou Qing has never seen her back except for the time when she paid the rent. As she said, she rarely lives here.
The doorbell rang.
\tZhou Qing was curious and went to open the door.
\t shouldn't be Tang Yan, she has her own key, so she doesn't need to ring the doorbell at all.
Outside the door was a woman in her forties.
High heels, light makeup, gray and black women's short-sleeved slip dress, carrying a Daphne logo pouch.
\tSome people will give people an indescribable extravagance at a glance, and the woman in front of them is undoubtedly this type.
Zhou Qing knew that she was close to fifty years old, and every time he saw her, he would have the illusion that she was only in her thirties.
\tRich people, all young.
\'s not Zhou Qing's mother, who else can Wu Xiaoyan have.
\t didn't wait for Zhou Qing to speak, Wu Xiaoyan walked in without seeing it, and while looking at the decoration of the house, she praised: "Yes, yes, this place is very clean, better than the house you lived in last time." ”
\tZhou Qing was not surprised that she could find here, he didn't tell her his address last time, so he didn't find it himself.
\t"Aoko, how much rent is this house every month?" ”
Wu Xiaoyan had long been immune to Zhou Qing's coldness, and talked about the topic with a smile.
\t"Eight hundred, share a room!" ”
\t Zhou Qing motioned for her to sit, and went to pour a glass of water and put it on the table.
Wu Xiaoyan took a sip elegantly, and her seemingly mature face was a little naughty: "Sharing a house with a girl?" ”
When she entered, she saw several pairs of women's shoes on the shoe cabinet.
\tZhou Qing nodded: "Do you have something to do?" ”
The meaning of this remark is very obvious, but Wu Xiaoyan pretended not to know, and continued to ask: "You share a house with other girls, will Xiao Han have any ideas?" ”
\tWu Xiaoyan had met Han Caiyu and knew that she was her son's girlfriend.
\t "We've broken up! Zhou Qing sat on the sofa.
Wu Xiaoyan was surprised: "Break up, I remember that your relationship is not very good?" Why?? ”
\t"It's none of your business! ”
\tWu Xiaoyan glared at him: "Speak well!" ”
\tZhou Qing skimmed his gaze and did not respond.
\tZhou Qing will not say that he was directly denied because of Zhou Yanlong, which seems too complaining and depressed. In the past, no matter how much you complain, you will only add to your own blockage and will not help.
Wu Xiaoyan continued: "What the hell is going on? You're a good fit, it's a shame to break up like this. If there is a conflict, as a boy, take the initiative to be more generous and admit your mistake to others......"
\tZhou Qing lazily listened to her continue, and simply said bluntly: "The landlord doesn't allow me to bring others here, you better go, it's not appropriate to be seen by the landlord." ”
When Wu Xiaoyan was with her son, her cheekiness had long been cultivated comparable to the city wall, and she changed the topic again: "I heard that you work as a waiter in the entertainment city?" ”
\tHear from people?
\tZhou Qing inevitably laughed at himself.
\tShe listens to everything. Where do you hear people say? Hearing someone say you're short of money? Now I've heard people say that I'm not good at work.
\t" It's a waiter, what's wrong? ”
\t"You're also a top student at a prestigious school, so it's a bit inappropriate to do that." ”
\tZhou Qing retorted: "You don't even have an ordinary undergraduate degree, and now you are worth tens of millions." So, is there a necessary connection between school and work? I was willing to do it, and I did it! ”
Wu Xiaoyan glanced at him and leaned forward.
"Son, I'll introduce you to a job." The planning department of our shopping mall employs people, and there are many beautiful girls ......"
\tZhou Qing's hand swept the sudden smell of perfume at the end of his nose, and distanced himself from her.
Wu Xiaoyan was embarrassed: "What are you hiding!" ”
\tZhou Qing simply stood up: "I almost forgot, I'll go to the supermarket to buy something later." ”
\t"I'll go with you!" ”
\tZhou Qing settled, he was somewhat awkward when he faced Wu Xiaoyan.
\tCan't be affectionate, can't hate, and can't love.
\t wants to treat her the way she treats ordinary people, and every time she can entangle people who are helpless.
\tWu Xiaoyan became active when she heard that Zhou Qing was going to the supermarket: "You see that you don't have a few decent clothes, so I'll buy a few sets by the way." ”
She took her bag seriously and began to urge Zhou Qing to go to the supermarket.
\tZhou Qing originally meant to find an excuse to get out, or let her leave, but now he undoubtedly put himself in again.
\tGoing to the supermarket? Zhou Qing had been with her before.
\tThe appearance of a wealthy nouveau riche, Zhou Qing doesn't like it at all. From the bottom of his heart, he would not accept any benefit from her.
\tZhou Qing has always hated her and Zhou Yanlong's divorce, what she rejected was after her divorce.
\tEvery time she meets Zhou Qing, she acts like a thief, as if she is afraid that her existence will affect her new feelings.
\tThis is a small thing, but the feeling of loss from the first echelon to the second echelon in her heart, Zhou Qing will never forget it for life.
\t Supermarket, it doesn't matter if Zhou Qing comes or not.
\tSince I'm here, I'm going to buy some ordinary daily necessities.
His idea was to wander around the grocery area on the first floor, and when Wu Xiaoyan was bored of shopping, she would leave.
But Zhou Qing ignored a woman's patience.
For two full hours, Wu Xiaoyan still maintained her high spirits, while Zhou Qing had already fainted first.
\tAt the beginning, Zhou Qing left, and Wu Xiaoyan followed.
\tNow, Wu Xiaoyan is basically pulling Zhou Qing.
\t "Go buy something to eat, I see your fridge is empty." ”
"The vegetables are fresh, so I'll use them when I go back to cooking." ”
\t "It's still early, let's go to the second floor of the electrical city again, your computer is quite old......"
\tZhou Qing was in a trance, and the shopping cart was full.
Seeing that she was going to the second floor, she hurriedly said, "I'm tired!" ”
\tWu Xiaoyan didn't want to give up: "It's done, I'll send it to you after I buy it another day." ”
\tZhou Qing rejected her "kindness" many times, stopped talking nonsense, and pushed the shopping cart to the cashier.
\t not a lot of money, two dollars for a thousand.
Wu Xiaoyan was just about to take out the card and hand it to the cashier, but Zhou Qing took out her wallet first.
\t "I'll do it, what can I do!" ”
\tZhou Qing ignored it and handed over the money.
\tThe mother and son pushed and refused, and Zhou Qing said impatiently: "Are you annoying, what are you doing in front of me if you have money!" If you want to buy it, you will take it back to your own home, I can't use it. ”
\tWu Xiaoyan hadn't recovered from Zhou Qing's words just now, and her eyes gradually became a little foggy.
\t held on to not let himself lose his temper, swiped the card, and struggled to carry two large bags of things to catch up with Zhou Qing who left.
But when he went out, he was nowhere to be seen.
Looking around, the streets are full of traffic and pedestrians, but there is no Zhou Qing.
\t "Driver, go to Jinding Apartment!" ”
\tShe guessed that Zhou Qing might have gone home and stopped the car.
On the sixteenth floor, she rang the doorbell for nearly ten minutes, but there was no response, and the phone went unanswered.
\tMu Ne squatted down against the door, and Wu Xiaoyan quietly wiped the corners of her eyes.