Chen Jing just smiled and looked at the skyscrapers outside the window, focusing on the screen.

Why are big stars so popular?

There is a car driving slowly in front of you.

Zhou Luchen honked his horn and seemed impatient, "Look at what she does."

Chen Jing looked up and watched him speed up over the car, with three sour words, "She looks good."

Zhou Luchen responded with a vague smile, "It's not as good as you."

Chen Jing raised her hand and tucked her hair, and generously agreed on this praise.

"That's natural, I don't know who it is. Last night, when I was bathing, I hugged me and scolded me for being a thousand-year-old fairy."

Zhou Luchen looked at her and started a dyeing workshop.

Chen Jing leaned over to him, staring at him with a little fascination, "Is it you?"

The phone rang at this time.

He raised his eyebrows and let the phone ring for a long time before answering.

The Bluetooth headset was on his ears, and Chen Jing couldn't hear who was there.

The air became quiet.

Everything about Zhou Luchen was so light, and his tone was light and he went back over there.

After the call ends.

He took off his Bluetooth headset, stopped the brakes on the side of the road, took out a stack of cash from his wallet and put it in her hand, asking her to find the car by herself.

Chen Jing pinched the money and looked up at him, "Where are you going?"

“There’s something to do.”

If you have something to do, just send her away.

It was as cold as late autumn, and there was a car to pick it up and drop it off. Chen Jing was not wrapped in much, and the cheongsam was still slit, so she felt even colder. As soon as the car got off, she was cold all over.

She hugged her shoulders with one hand, so cold that her nose was a little sore, "Drive slowly."

When Zhou Luchen started the car, he glanced at her expressionlessly, lowered the window, and "Come here."

Chen Jing looked into the car and followed his words to the driver's seat.

A black suit was thrown out of the window and stuffed into her arms, with a faint smell of sunken wood scent, which smelled particularly nice.

Chen Jing was stunned.

The indifferent eyes looked at her lightly. She understood what he meant. She bent down and gave a fragrant kiss to his handsome side face.

He kissed a little.

"Okay, no Tuesday son."

Zhou Luchen smiled and blew the accelerator, leaving.

He returned to Zhou's house.

Chen Jing guessed it, and grabbed the pile of money and dripped it in another car to go to her grandma for dinner.

The old lady had a meal early, so Chen Jing had to make another meal.

The old lady surrounded her with a cane and was chatting about why she came to see her every day.

I remembered it, and I saw that she was not her every day.

Chen Jing didn't explain.

Sun Bo, next door, brought two pots of tea and came over to have a meal.

At the dinner table, the old lady asked Uncle Sun, a mysterious secret, "Look at my grandson, I'm always likable."

Uncle Sun put on reading glasses and looked at Chen Jing kindly, "Go ahead and ask them to come out and have a meal?"

The old lady gracefully picked up the teacup and nodded, "I think it's OK."

Chen Jing didn't understand what they were saying, so she picked up a piece of rib and chewed it.

When Shen Jing got up to wash dishes, Uncle Sun became more and more satisfied with it from the bottom of his heart.

Uncle Sun discussed with the old lady, "If Nannan falls in love with my boy, my thick pension will eventually be used."

The old lady nodded, "I don't think about her lifelong affairs. Who knows whether the Shen family cares about it?"

Uncle Sun whispered, "Let them meet first."

Chen Jing suddenly turned her head, "Who meets who?"

The two of them met each other and stopped talking again.

The more deserted and desolate it is, the more lively and grand the Zhou family mansion, located in the wealthy area.

Zhou Xiangqun went back to Zhou's house with Mr. Zhou, and this dinner was dinner at Zhou's house.

Zhou Xiangqun has been working with Mr. Zhou in Kyoto and it is rare to come back to live.

With his identity as the eldest son of the Zhou family, he is decent in the capital, filial and conscientious in front of others, caring and calm in his work, and a righteous and upright attitude.

Many wealthy families brought their daughters to visit the old man of the Zhou family to explore the vent.

It is said that Mr. Zhou intends to hand over the position of the head of the Zhou family to Zhou Xiangqun.

The position of president of United Bank, which everyone envies outside, is only part of the Zhou family's industry.

On the old traces.

There is also a secret Zhou family in the capital. Back then, Mr. Zhou divorced Mrs. Zhou peacefully, and after remarrying, he lived in the capital to establish a new family.

Since then, the Zhou family in Shanghai and the Zhou family in Beijing have been two.

To be generalized, blood ties are inseparable.

The family business is prosperous, but it is unfilial. The Zhou family in the capital has not had a lot of children, so Zhou Xiangqun is adopted as a grandchild.

Whether it is Mr. Zhou Tuesday or the eldest son of the Zhou family.

As long as you can marry the Zhou family, there will be more than a bright future.

At the banquet.

Zhou Lu sank nothing, and there were some elders with great integrity during the meal.

He was not keen on socializing things, so he came back as happy to see the old lady. After two sips of tea, he stood up and left his seat.

Coming towards me was Zhou Xiangqun with a bright smile, and his speech was unclear, "Is it appropriate to throw a girl away from the roadside?"

Zhou Luchen looked at Zhou Xiangqun very perfunctorily, his eyes were light.

Zhou Xiangqun also asked, "How far are you? You have gotten in the car and don't take them home for dinner?"

Zhou Luchen leaned beside the Sijiao Pavilion, always looking calm and composed, "When did he become so fond of watching the fun?"

Zhou Xiangqun spread his hands and laughed, "Are the elders in the front hall here to send gifts? Are you eyeing you? Do you care about so many beauties?"

Zhou Lu was so calm that he turned around and entered the study.

In the study room.

Mr. Zhou sat in the main seat, and the original work of "The Pillar of the Master" was pulled on both sides by the servants.

When Mr. Zhou returns home in his spare time, he has to touch this magnificent baby to copy the font.

Standing on both sides of the desk.

One is the adopted grandson and the other is the biological grandson.

The eldest son is wearing a Zhongshan suit in business, and is gentle and gentle.

The second young master sat aside and played with his cell phone. The iron-gray shirt was soft and delicate, and it looked thin. It made his chest swell and leaned lazily against the edge of the table, calm and unmoved.

Mr. Zhou put down his brush and said, "Where is the coat? Isn't it cold?"

Knowing to ask himself, Zhou Lu Chenxu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Can you bear it."

Mr. Zhou always looked at Zhou Luchen, "Why do you always like to do things with your elder brother?"

He smoked and said hoarsely, "It's him who likes to stop me."

Mr. Zhou was very sharp-eyed, "Don't worry about things that have nothing to do with the Zhou family's industry."

Before the old man could finish asking, Zhou Luchen threw away the cigarette butt, "There are so many people in Zhou's surname, which Zhou family are you talking about?"

Mr. Zhou followed him, "It's just that. After your mother left, no one could care about you."

Zhou Xiangqun put the pen back to Mr. Zhou's hand and grind the ink patiently, "Grandpa calmed down. What he did was not a bad thing. He was young and energetic. He could make up for it himself after making trouble. There was no need to worry about him."

Mr. Zhou hummed and still scolded Zhou Luchen, "You don't want this or that, and you don't know what else he can like in the world."

Zhou Luchen never spoke, and stroked his cell phone.

He received a message from Shen Jing at this time.

"When will you come back?"

His eyebrows and eyes were unintentionally stretched a little, and he typed his fingertips, "Late"
Chapter completed!