When Zhou Qiao saw Zhuang Xiubai's mother, he was inexplicably weak.

But I still took the initiative to pour tea and say hello.

Zhuang's mother is in her fifties, with a slightly plump figure, and her atmospheric facial features are full of kindness, a typical Guotai Min'an face.

and Zhao's mother's mean physiognomy are two extremes.

Mother Zhuang smiled and looked at Zhou Qiao from the moment she saw her, "Xiubai has been mentioning Miss Zhou at home, Lao Zhuang and I are very curious, I just happened to come over today when I was free, Miss Zhou, don't be surprised."

"Dr. Zhuang and I are just ordinary friends." Zhou Qiao smiled decently, "Auntie came to see me on purpose, it really tormented me."

The smile on Zhuang's mother's face did not decrease, "Xiubai, this child is thirty years younger, and he doesn't even have a close friend of the opposite sex, and he has often mentioned Miss Zhou at home in the past six months, which shows that Miss Zhou is not ordinary in his heart."

Zhou Qiao's eyebrows frowned slightly, "My husband was in a car accident two years ago, and he also took my heart away, Dr. Zhuang is suitable for a better woman."

"I heard Xiubai say that it is a pity that Mr. Zhao died young." Mother Zhuang sighed and shook her head, "Xiubai has long been in love with Miss Zhou, and it was when she heard the news of Miss Zhou's marriage that she fled to the country."

Zhou Qiao pursed his lips and said against his will, "I haven't dealt with Dr. Zhuang much, so I don't know."

"Lao Zhuang and I recently learned that Xiubai has had a crush on Miss Zhou for so many years." Zhuang's mother said in a melancholy tone, "No wonder he doesn't even have a friend of the opposite sex who is close, no matter how good a blind date he is introduced, he doesn't look at it."

"When I have time, I will definitely persuade Dr. Zhuang for my aunt so that he can find out as soon as possible." Zhou Qiao immediately expressed his position.

Zhuang's mother said in a gentle voice: "But Xiubai likes Miss Zhou, he hasn't been able to convince himself for so many years, and now that Miss Zhou is single again, he has hit his head on the south wall."

"Auntie, tell me, what should I do?" Zhou Qiao muttered sincerely.

Zhou Qiao was already petite, but after Zhao Huan left, she lost more than ten pounds, and at this time, her eyes were down, and her watery eyes were clear and innocent.

Mother Zhuang was distressed by her sad expression, and hurriedly explained: "Auntie came to see you, not to put pressure on you, but to say justice for Xiubai. Xiubai has liked you for so many years, so you can give him a chance to be in one place."

"Auntie, Dr. Zhuang is a good person, but I really don't have a relationship with him. You better persuade him to find a gentle and virtuous girl to fall in love."

Although Zhuang's mother was full of sincerity, Zhou Qiao was still unmoved. Ь.

"Miss Zhou's mind is on her deceased husband, and Xiubai's mind is on Miss Zhou. I, a mother, feel sorry for my son, so I can only hide from him to be a lobbyist for him, and see if I can make Miss Zhou change her mind." Mother Zhuang didn't expect Zhou Qiao to be so stubborn, and got up in disappointment.

Zhou Qiao, who was standing at the door, only made a sideways move to give way, and did not send him off.

Less than an hour after Zhuang's mother left, Zhuang Xiubai dialed Zhou Qiao's phone with a trumpet and eagerly asked if Zhuang's mother had gone to TT to find her.

She let out a quiet "um".

"Did my mom say anything too much about you?" Zhuang Xiubai was very anxious, and her speech trembled quickly.

"Nope. My aunt is very polite and kind to me." She couldn't understand why Zhuang Xiubai, who had always been calm, was so nervous, and suddenly remembered Zhao's mother, and her heart was inexplicably sour, "Zhuang Xiubai, you have a good mother."

"She really didn't say anything to you that shouldn't have been said?" Zhuang Xiubai eased his tone, but he was still a little nervous.

Zhou Qiao felt ridiculous, "There really isn't. You don't believe in your aunt's personality like that?"

"I only believe in you." Zhuang Xiubai said softly, "If you say no, there will be none."

As everyone knows, this sentence has hit Zhou Qiao's weakness.

Even if the economic strength of the Zhou family is enough to turn the Zhao family into scum in seconds, when Zhao Huan was alive, the second elder of the Zhao family was polite and alienated from her.

At that time, she loved to drink water and was full, and she didn't care about these at all.

After Zhao Huan died, Zhao's mother quickly tore off the thin fig leaf, attacked her again and again with vicious language, and insulted her.

Wen Lan's mother-in-law to Wen

Lan is the same way, so much so that she doesn't have any affection for the "mother-in-law" species.

Today, Zhuang's mother suddenly appeared, and she was shocked to realize that in this world, there are still women who can treat their son's favorite object with a pleasant face.

She felt that no matter which woman married Zhuang Xiubai, she would be very happy, because Zhuang's mother's kindness was in her bones, and there would be no contradiction between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law at all.

"Qiaoqiao, let's have a meal together in the evening." The humility in Zhuang Xiu's white tail voice hit the softest place in Zhou Qiao's heart.

Zhou Qiao was silent for a moment, "This time I invite you."

"Good!" Zhuang Xiubai was very excited, "Remember to send me the order information. By the way, can you put my contact information out of your blacklist, it's inconvenient to always use a small number to contact. Of course, if you like my current number, that's fine."

"I have a lot of work to do, so let's not talk about it." Zhou Qiao didn't answer his question, but he regretted it when he put down his phone.

She and Zhuang Xiubai have crossed the boundaries of friends, and they shouldn't see each other again.

If you continue to entangle, it will only make Zhuang Xiubai fall deeper and deeper!

She picked up her phone and dialed the number she had just dialed.

Zhuang Xiu answered in seconds, "Have you booked a restaurant?"

"I'm sorry, there was something wrong with a few haute couture dresses, I have to work overtime at the company tonight, and the dinner party in the evening can only be canceled." She lied.

Zhuang Xiubai on the other end said "oh" in disappointment, "What time is it about to work overtime, I can wait."

"Don't wait, it's going to be early in the morning." She said ruthlessly, "You're not too young, and it's time to think about personal problems. Finding a good woman to marry and letting your aunt hold her grandson earlier is your top priority now. We are doomed to have no results, and if we can not meet in the future, we will not meet."

"Rejected." Zhuang Xiubai didn't get angry, but joked, "No matter what time you work overtime tonight, I'll wait for you."

"Then you just wait!" Zhou Qiao hung up the phone angrily.

After getting off work, Zhou Qiao was afraid that Zhuang Xiubai would block her in the parking lot, so she didn't go to the parking lot and took a hitchhike back to her residence.

She now lives alone in a large flat where her parents are married, and only goes back to her parents for a day or two on weekends.

What she didn't expect was that when she came out of the elevator room, she saw Zhuang Xiubai standing at her door.

Zhuang Xiubai carried two large paper bags in his hands and greeted with a smile, "I knew you would play tricks on me, I packed the food on the ninth and left after eating."

"You're haunted." Zhou Qiao was stabbed sadly by the caution in his eyebrows.

Back then, Zhuang Xiubai was also the most sought-after medical school in college, and he once rejected many outstanding girls.

Zhuang Xiubai is less than 30 years old, and he also has a good reputation in the medical community in Jiangcheng, but he has been deflated by her again and again. Xiushu.com

Thinking of this, Zhou Qiao couldn't bear it and let him in.