After Zhuang Xiubai returned to China, he politely declined the invitation of the cardiology and brain department of Jiangcheng People's Hospital and entered a Sino-foreign joint venture private hospital with a good salary.

When he went to see Zhou Qiao for the first time, in order to leave a good impression, he deliberately wore a brand-new suit shirt and leather shoes, and even practiced in front of the mirror with a smile when he met for three days.

He stuck to the time when Zhou Qiao arrived at TT in the morning, and squatted at the place where Zhou Qiao often parked an hour in advance.

Zhou Qiao's car drove slowly, he pretended to meet by chance, and shouted "Zhou Qiao, what a coincidence".

Zhou Qiao was still immersed in the grief of Zhao Huan's death, and only glanced at him with a faint "um" sound, and passed by him.

"Long time no see, Zhou Qiao, how are you doing?" Although he is two years older than Zhou Qiao, he has never had a close relationship with the opposite sex, and when he saw Zhou Qiao leaving, he blurted out in a hurry.

As everyone knows, this sentence directly touched Zhou Qiao's reverse scales!

Zhou Qiao stopped walking, and his eyes were extremely cold, "My husband died in a car accident, and my right leg has just recovered, do you think I'm doing well?"

"I'm sorry Zhou Qiao, I was too nervous when I saw you, I didn't mean to touch your sadness." Zhuang Xiubai explained helplessly, "I have heard a little about you, I hope you can cheer up quickly."

"Whether I cheer up or not seems to have nothing to do with you." Zhou Qiao's words were sharp, and he saw through the slightly cramped man in front of him at a glance, "Zhuang Xiubai, you are not suitable for lying, don't say that you meet me by chance now."

"It's not a chance encounter, I came to see you." Zhuang Xiubai no longer pretended, his eyes were full of honesty.

"You want to keep chasing me?" Zhou Qiao sneered, "Do you think that Zhao Huan has passed away, so you have a chance?"

Zhuang Xiubai nodded unabashedly, "I have joined a private hospital in Jiangcheng and will never return to China in the future."

"You chose to return to China for my sake?" Zhou Qiao looked at him in disbelief.

He looked resolute: "For you."

"Are you really stupid or fake? Zhao Huan is protecting me—" Zhou Qiao's voice choked, "Zhao Huan is gone, and my heart is also going with him."

"I can understand your feelings. I just came to see you to tell you that I have been waiting for you in the same place, and you can treat me as an old friend to confide in, and share your worries." Zhuang Xiubai's warm voice reveals a good upbringing.

"No need." After Zhou Qiao finished speaking, he walked into the elevator room.

Zhuang Xiu's white pestle was in place for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Zhou Qiao's ruthlessness is not only to Zhuang Xiubai, but to all the men who want to get close to her.

Zhou's father is also a well-known figure in the Jiangcheng business field, the Zhou family is well-off, Zhou Qiao is delicate, his facial features are bright and lovely, and he has a thriving career, which will naturally attract many suitors.

Even if she got married to Zhao Huan a year after graduation, there were still some crazy bees and butterflies who teased her openly and secretly.

But she loves and hates clearly, and has a strong temperament, and those men with ill intentions are rejected by her.

Because, she only has Zhao Huan in her heart.

Zhuang Xiubai was no different from those men who knew that she was a married woman and flirted with her.

Therefore, she didn't give Zhuang Xiu a good look.

The second time Zhuang Xiubai appeared in front of her, it was a week later.

After being discharged from the hospital, she has been living alone in the former marriage room, and Zhou's mother often comes to take care of her food and daily life, and she only returns to her parents' house on weekends.

On Thursday afternoon, Zhou's mother asked her to go home for dinner, and she called three times in a row, saying that she had stewed her favorite fish maw chicken.

She couldn't bear to brush Zhou's mother's heart, and went back to her parents after work.

But I didn't want to, and when I walked into the living room, I saw Zhuang Xiubai playing chess with Zhou's father.

Zhuang Xiubai and Zhou's father talked and laughed, and they seemed to be very familiar.

"This is Dr. Zhuang Xiubai, who has just returned from further study abroad and works in the hospital where your father has a perennial physical examination, and is now in charge of your father." Zhou's mother hurriedly came to introduce them, "Doctor Zhuang, this is my daughter, Zhou Qiao."

Rich people have their own designated hospitals and doctors, and they spend a sum of money every year for physical examinations

The treatment and maintenance of chronic diseases are handled by professional doctors.

Zhou Qiao immediately guessed that Zhuang Xiubai deliberately approached Zhou's father, but because of the presence of his parents, it was not easy to expose it, so he shouted "Doctor Zhuang".

"Doctor Zhuang doesn't look young, he has excellent medical skills and is very careful, although he only dealt with your father twice, and the two became old friends." Zhou's mother echoed again.

Zhou Qiao looked at the expressions of his parents, as if he didn't know that Zhuang Xiubai was chasing him.

"Zhou Qiao, hello." Zhuang Xiubai put down the chess pieces in his hand and stretched out his hand to her with a smile.

She pretended not to see it, threw down her handbag and car keys and went to the bathroom.

Zhuang Xiu lowered her arms and sat opposite Father Zhou again.

"My daughter is a little willful, her son-in-law died in a car accident a while ago, she is in a bad mood, Dr. Zhuang should not take it to heart." Father Zhou whispered to Zhuang Xiubai to explain.

Zhuang Xiubai said with relief, "Uncle Zhou, don't worry, Zhou Qiaozhen has a temperament, and if he doesn't behave, I won't be angry."

Since Zhao Huan's death, Zhou Qiao has been lacking in everything, sometimes eating one meal a day, sometimes eating twice, and rarely feeling hungry.

With Zhuang Xiubai here, she has no appetite.

She only stayed at the dinner table for less than ten minutes before deliberately picking up her phone, saying that TT's finance was working overtime and that there were several urgent documents that she needed to sign.

Zhou's father and mother have always supported her work, and felt that the busy work could divert her grief, so she did not stop her, and when she left, she also asked the nanny to pack a few meals that she loved to eat.

Zhou Qiao drove out of the community and went straight to his current residence, Taoyuanli.

Taoyuan is a mid-range community, and it is the wedding room prepared by Zhao Huan's parents for her and Zhao Huan.

In fact, when she got married, Zhou's father and Zhou's mother married six sets of real estate alone, including a large flat in a golden area of every inch of land, and a garden house adjacent to the mountainous area in the south.

If you take out a set of anything, you can kill the elevator room in Taoyuan in seconds, but out of respect for Zhao Huan and Zhao Huan's family, she lives in Taoyuan.

After Zhao Huan left, her parents were afraid that she would touch the scene, so they told her to move home no less than a hundred times, but she refused.

Because, every part of this house has the breath of Zhao Huan remaining.

In the dead of night, she would always turn off all the lights in the room, close her eyes and lie on the bed in the master bedroom, imagining Zhao Huan's appearance......

Because only in this way will she be closest to Zhao Huan, who is separated by yin and yang.

When she woke up the next day, her eyes were red and swollen, and no amount of foundation could suppress the haggard in her eyebrows.

Wen Lan persuaded her several times, but she couldn't listen to a word.

Later, Wen Lan did not persuade, and every time she arrived at TT in the morning, she took out the small Xiaoice bag prepared for her and used it for her eyes.

As soon as she parked her car in the exclusive parking space, her mobile phone rang, and it was an unfamiliar number.

As the person in charge of TT, she does not have the right to refuse any phone calls, even though the quality of customers is uneven.

clicked the answer button, and Zhuang Xiu's white and clear voice slowly came-