Jiang Tan paused, and then walked briskly towards the hospital with a calm face.

She also has her own life to live, without Zhou Yinghuai, she has to be good.

Su Yue was lying on the hospital bed, with a plaster cast on her left leg, and she still had the leisure to eat.

When she saw Jiang Tan coming, she put down the lunch box in her hand, waved at her, and said, "Jiang Tan, you're here!" ”

Jiang Tan said softly, sat down beside her, saw that she was in good spirits, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Be careful yourself, don't be reckless." ”

"It's really too chaotic today, and you know that Ningcheng hasn't had such a big snow for many years." When Su Yue said this, she realized that Jiang Tan came over in pajamas, "Why don't you change your clothes?" ”

"I was in too much of a hurry when I came out," Jiang Tan picked up the quilt at Su Yue's feet and blinked, "I'm a little tired, can I sleep with you in my arms?" ”

Su Yue patted the position beside her, and squeezed her eyebrows at Jiang Tan with a smile: "You still need to ask, hurry up, don't force me to beg you!" ”

In the past few days, Jiang Tan has been accompanying Su Yue in the hospital.

When she was about to be discharged from the hospital, Su Yue's brother came over to help the two girls carry their luggage.

The last time we met was in the hospital, the man's face was covered with blood, and his facial features were blurred.

He smiled at Jiang Tan, and his voice was grateful: "Thank you for taking care of my sister in the past few days, and for donating blood for me before." ”

Jiang Tan said no thanks, paused, and politely asked the man's name.

"Su Min." The man's face was clear, "Fortunately, Miss Jiang." ”

Zhou Yinghuai's birthday was spent in the old house of the Zhou family.

Zhou Moxing's interest today is not bad, and he asked a team from Huangmei Opera to come over and perform.

Zhou Yinghuai sat on the Taishi chair, his posture was quiet and noble, and the tactful singing voice of the drama came across the artificial lake, and the words were sung quite clearly.

Zhou Yinghuai was too lazy to listen and was not interested, he held a cigarette between his cold white fingers, smoking expressionlessly, his eyes were lowered, his eyes were dull and tired, watching the play from the other side, it was none of his business.

"It's rare that you have a birthday at home this year, and when you have dinner, remember to chat with your mother more."

When Zhou Moxing said this, seeing that Zhou Yinghuai didn't react, he continued: "Zhou Yinghuai, you are not young anymore, don't always let your mother worry about you." ”

"What the is the heart?" Zhou Yinghuai didn't buy it, he sneered, a cold and indifferent face, behind the blurred light smoke and mist, his posture was faint, "You and my mother are old, you still have to worry about yourself, I will handle my affairs myself." ”

Zhou Moxing didn't get angry, watching the troupe on the stage finish singing a play and go to change clothes, before taking a sip of tea, "I know you've been in a bad mood lately, you raised a girl and ran away some time ago, and your heart is blocked, right?" ”

The cigarette in Zhou Yinghuai's hand was cut off by him, and his face, which had never been emotional, finally had a little wave at this moment.

"I'm curious, what kind of girl makes you want to stay by your side."

Zhou Yinghuai looked directly at Zhou Moxing, and his air pressure was low.

"You touch her and try it." He paused for a moment, smiled, and the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "What do you mean by saying this today?" Spying on me? ”

"You still think too highly of yourself? Do I need to spy on you? ”

Zhou Moxing's posture is majestic, after all, he is father and son, he and Zhou Yinghuai's eyebrows and eyes are three points similar, but he has more years of sharp insight than Zhou Yinghuai.

"More people tell me about you, Zhou Yinghuai, do you think that your business has been smooth sailing, and the group says that it will be listed when it is listed, is it really just because of yourself?"

Zhou Moxing snorted, and pierced the truth in a very straightforward tone, "It's because you are my Zhou Moxing's son!" Politics and business, who dares not to give you face! ”

It's a big birthday.

Zhou Yinghuai narrowed his eyes, got up, and calmly arranged his sleeves.

"It's not too early, I'll go first."

Zhou Moxing frowned, his eyes contained a bit of anger, and he looked at Zhou Yinghuai, "Are you dissatisfied?" ”

"How dare you? If it weren't for you, who would give me face in both the political and business worlds? Zhou Yinghuai's words fell and walked out.

The housekeeper had been standing aside, and at this time, watching Zhou Yinghuai's back disappear, he sighed and said, "Young master, he has always been cautious, why should you."

"Sooner or later, one day, he will be severely frustrated!" Zhou Moxing's face sank like water, and his power was pressing.

A new drama has been sung on the stage.

The housekeeper knows that Zhou Moxing has a very high prestige in the political circles over the years, and no matter where he goes, he is carefully complimented by others. It's just that this son has exactly the same temperament as him, in the final analysis, both father and son are extremely strong people, and no one is willing to fall behind.

Now, Zhou Yinghuai is naturally inferior to Zhou Moxing, but with time, I am afraid that it is unknown.

"The young master is your son, isn't his excellence also a light on your face?" The housekeeper smiled and said, "Those people say that the tiger father has no dog. ”

Zhou Moxing's expression slowed slightly, he took a sip of weak tea, and his mood had returned to normal, "What is there to say?" Let's watch the play. ”

Zhou Yinghuai drove away, in the passenger seat, Zheng Heng crossed Erlang's legs, holding the mobile phone and didn't know what he was looking at, for a while, he sneered, "Heh, Song Zhaozhao turned out to be a singer." ”

This tone is completely interesting.

Zhou Yinghuai was too lazy to care about these things of his friends, and he didn't have the heart to listen, red light, he stopped the car impatiently, and said coldly: "What are you doing at my door?" ”

"It's not good for you and your dad to meet every time, I made a bet with Tang Xian, saying that you can stay at home for a few hours, Tang Xian said that you can stay until the next day, I said two hours at most, and I can wait for you to come out."

Zheng Heng was full of interest, and finally took his eyes off the mobile phone screen, looked at Zhou Yinghuai, and said: "Look, I guessed so accurately, you came out in a while, and it didn't last for an hour and a half." ”

Zhou Yinghuai didn't speak, and looked at the road ahead with a bdifferent face.

Zheng Heng stayed in the car for a long time before he realized that something was wrong, and looked at Zhou Yinghuai with a strange look, "No, are you confused, are you driving the wrong way?" ”

"Shut up."

"This is not the way back to Mingyuan." Zheng Heng said puzzled.

"When did I say I was going back to Mingyuan?" Zhou Yinghuai's slender fingers clasped on the steering wheel and clenched it quietly.

The car drove into a neighborhood, an old-fashioned neighborhood, with a sense of decadence that had fallen into disrepair.

Zheng Heng understood, sat down safely again, leaning back on the back of the chair, "Zhou Yinghuai, didn't you give Jiang Tan a breakup fee?" She lived so shabby. ”

Zhou Yinghuai's voice was cold, and the rare lust was exposed, he said: "I was dumped, and I still have to pay a breakup fee?" ”

(End of chapter)