Zhou Can was said to tremble a little.

Not only Zhou Yong, but even Mrs. Zhou warned herself like this, did she really do something wrong?

Zhou Can thought confusedly, and the thoughts in his mind gradually became clearer.

But if you want her to apologize to Song Ci, it is better to kill her!

So Zhou Can responded on the surface: "Got it." ”

However, in fact, she thought rebelliously: she wants to be close to Jiang Zhenzhen!

Seeing this, Zhou Yong's face looked a little better, and he didn't say anything more.

He stared at the closed study, and could probably guess what Old Madam Zhou was going to say to Song Ci.

I also probably know what kind of response Song Ci will give.

Inside the house.

"You tell grandma the truth, is it really impossible to be with Zhou Yong?"

Old Madam Zhou looked at Song Ci and spoke with earnestness.

Hearing this, Song Ci nodded firmly: "Yes, we have made it clear." ”

Hearing this, Old Madam Zhou couldn't help but sigh.

She opened the drawer next to her, pulled out a pendant, and rested it on the table.

"This is a pendant that has been passed down from generation to generation by our old Zhou family, and I originally thought that I would give it to you when you were pregnant, but I didn't expect it to be too late now."

Old Madam Zhou's tone was a little helpless.

Hearing this, Song Ci didn't say a word, and let the topic continue silently.

Mrs. Zhou stroked the pendant, felt the bright touch transmitted from her hand, and couldn't help but sigh: "I really like you, smart and generous, and have your own career, and Zhou Yong is a natural pair." ”

Song Ci smiled undeniably: "He will find someone more suitable for him." ”

Whether it's Jiang Zhenzhen or someone else.

It won't be her.

Old Madam Zhou heard the meaning of her words, and after a moment of silence, she still pushed the pendant in the direction of Song Ci.

"Anyway, it's yours."

Song Ci immediately shook his head in refusal, solemnly picked up the pendant and put it back in the palm of Old Madam Zhou's hand.

"Grandma, I know you like me, and I like you too, but this one is too precious and meaningful for me to accept."

She said, trying to slow down her tone to dissuade: "You are undoubtedly hurting the heart of Zhou Yong's future wife by doing this, and I can't let you have a dislike with Zhou Yong." ”

"I know your intentions, even if I divorce Zhou Yong, I will come to see you often, and there will be no difference."

After a pause, Song Ci slowly tightened Old Madam Zhou's hand and wrapped the precious pendant.

"Suspicious? I can give this pendant to whomever I want, what can he do? ”

Old Madam Zhou snorted coldly, her face was not good.

If it weren't for Zhou Yong's repeated assurances that she had a secret affair with herself, she would have sent Jiang Zhenzhen away a long time ago, where could she still get her turn to hinder the relationship between the two people?

"That's true, but I really can't take it, if you want to give it away, you can send it to me."

Song Ci subtly changed the topic and smiled sweetly: "I will also give you a return gift." ”

Looking at her down-to-earth and generous appearance, Old Madam Zhou sighed invisibly again.

She really likes this granddaughter-in-law, and she is very much in line with her appetite in every way.

It's a pity that her grandson doesn't know how to fight!

Old Madam Zhou thought about it, and suddenly remembered that she seemed to have a few juniors of the same age as Song Ci, so she hesitated and spoke: "Zhou Yong is not good, why don't you consider the rest of our family, although it is not as good as Zhou Yong, but it is also a top Zhou Zheng." ”

Song Ci immediately shook his head firmly: "No, grandma, I don't have the idea of falling in love now." ”

After talking about such an excellent man as Zhou Yong, in fact, Song Ci's taste has also become tricky.

It's not that no one is openly and secretly courting her, it's just that those low-level methods can't shake half of her heart at all.

"Well, if you have an idea later, you can always come to me."

Old Madam Zhou shook her head with some pity, knowing that Song Ci was a careerist, so she didn't force it anymore.

This is the end of the conversation between the two people, and the rest is chatting about homely words.

When he walked out of the study, Song Ci felt the shadowy gaze projected by Zhou Can, looked back with interest, and then withdrew his gaze.

This Zhou Can is still loyal to Jiang Zhenzhen, and he doesn't know what medicine he gave her.

Thinking about it, Song Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around and walked in the direction of Zhou Yong.

"I've made it clear to my grandmother, you don't have to worry about it anymore."

Song Ci said word by word, leaned over to pack his clothes, and prepared to leave.

"Say what?"

Zhou Yong followed behind her, following in the footsteps.

"Didn't say anything." Song Ci raised his eyes, thought for a while, and replied: "She wants to introduce me to someone so that I don't have to flow into the fields of outsiders." ”

Hearing the sound, Zhou Yong's face was instantly as gloomy as ink.

"She's joking, don't listen." Zhou Yong said in a calm voice, for fear that Song Ci would believe it.

"Of course I didn't."

Song Ci chuckled and waved his hand: "Grandma just likes me too much and wants to keep me, it doesn't matter in any way, so I promised to come to see her often." ”

Hearing the sound, Zhou Yi lowered his eyes and hummed lightly.

He went out to drive Song Ci, speechless all the way, and there was no superfluous communication.

The state between the two seems to have gone back to a long time ago.

There is no superfluous emotional support, just unrelated partners, but they are very tacit.

"Alright, you can go back."

When he arrived at home, Song Ci pushed the door and got out of the car and said very quietly.

Seeing this, Zhou Yong glanced at her several times along the illuminated street lamp next to her, and finally said lightly.

"Good night."

Song Ci closed the door and raised his feet to take the elevator.

Immediately after, the phone in her pocket buzzed.

Song Ci looked over and found that it was an unfamiliar number that he had never seen before.

In the middle of the night, Song Ci guessed all the people who could find her, and finally squinted his eyes and connected the phone.

"Hello?"

After a pause, Jiang Zhenzhen's voice came from there.

"Song Ci, you have been liked by Mrs. Zhou, are you very proud?"

Hearing Jiang Zhenzhen's resentful words, Song Ci sighed and changed his hand to hold his mobile phone.

"Jiang Zhenzhen, are you really so boring?"

She didn't expect that after being scolded by Mrs. Zhou, Jiang Zhenzhen would be able to change her number to complain to herself.

"Bored? Do you know how Mrs. Zhou reprimanded me! ”

Jiang Zhenzhen's eyes were vicious, and his tone was fierce: "She actually said that I can't even compare to a single hair of yours!" ”

"Why? What kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into Old Madam Zhou to make her say such things? ”

After a pause, Jiang Zhenzhen spoke viciously again.

"Anyway, you're both divorced, can you please stay away from Zhou Ji in the future?"