Zhong Yan could hear her daughter's resistance and said nothing on the phone.
But after hanging up the phone, she sat at home alone and cried for a while, then stood up and packed her luggage.
A three-bedroom home used to be quite empty for the mother and daughter. As Zhong Jiuyin grew up, she lived on campus in high school, went to university across the city, and worked across provinces. She rarely came back, and the home became even more empty.
She didn't want to stay in such an empty home. She would occasionally travel with a group, complain about her ex-husband's family with acquaintances, and go back to visit her parents' home, which was already a stranger. That was her whole life.
It's so boring that I feel empty even if I don't curse my ex-husband even once.
Now that she knew something had happened to her daughter and was flustered by her daughter's attitude, she cried alone and became quiet. She once again felt that the home was terribly empty.
After hastily packing her luggage, she called her daughter's friend to find out more about the situation, and then hurriedly bought a ticket to Haicheng.
Zhong Jiuyin didn't know that Ms. Zhong Yan was on her way here alone.
It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when she and Yan Cheng came back from the hospital. The sun had already set. She didn't expect that Zhong Yan would come overnight. She was still flipping through her diary at her desk after hanging up the phone.
Her heart felt stuffy, so she covered it and rubbed it, thinking happily that her place was bigger than Yan Cheng's.
She is not only known as a stunning genius, but she is stunning, so she must be perfect. The whole world is filled with legends about her beauty.
She closed her diary and wandered out of the living room. Her phone dinged again, and Yan Cheng sent a message to remind her to take her medicine.
It's unlucky, but it's also a concern.
She took some pills, then lay on the sofa and read a bedside book.
To be honest, the original owner's emotions remained too much, making her unable to be happy.
It is not a good phenomenon to have more and more emotional resonance. For example, last night, I cried after being asked a few words by Yan Cheng. When I thought about it afterwards, it was as if the original owner was still in the body, watching from a secret corner that no one knew about.
Everything she says and does.
Maybe they even watched the scene where she kissed Yan Cheng.
Gee, it’s a bit creepy when I think about it.
He could no longer read the bedside reading material, so Zhong Jiuyin called Yan Cheng.
"When will you come tomorrow?"
Yan Cheng answered the phone, thinking she had something to do, but fell silent before he even spoke.
"...Do you have to be so anxious?"
"It's not that urgent," she said nonchalantly with a smile on her face again, "I just asked the time in advance so that I can open the door for you."
Yan Cheng didn't bother to reveal her feelings about Sima Zhao and gave her good news.
"I heard that Feng Qing has lost quite a few resources recently."
Zhong Jiuyin became more energetic and raised his eyebrows and asked: "How do you say? Who will be spared by heaven's reincarnation?"
"It may not have this effect depending on heaven. It is said that it offends people."
Yan Cheng was also wondering who it was that could have done something good before him.
Zhong Jiuyin's mood improved: "She can do so many things to me. It's normal for such a person to offend others."
He also mentioned the phone call to Guo Mingli yesterday: "I threatened Guo Mingli yesterday and said I would sue him. He hung up the phone immediately and would definitely contact Feng Qing. Maybe Feng Qing will find a way to bite someone again."
Yan Cheng: "How can you be sure that he will contact Feng Qing? Did he receive Feng Qing's money?"
"Yes." She snapped her fingers. It didn't matter that Yan Cheng couldn't hear her through the phone.
"Guo Mingli and Feng Qing initially discussed the benefits of finding him a promising artist to lead. However, Feng Qing didn't want him, and I messed up the cooperation with Yishan Lu, and now he has been fired by the company, so he probably doesn't
Artists can like him."
"The next best thing is to use enough money as a subsidy to prevent Guo Mingli from barking. Since he has received such a large amount of money, he must have a reason to explain it when he is found out. Now he is probably angry and suspicious of Feng Qing.
Deliberately using money to buy him a scapegoat."
She just likes to see Guo Mingli and Feng Qing biting each other, and it would be best if they bite each other publicly on the Internet.
After Yan Cheng listened, he commented: "It seems that illiterate people are not necessarily unintelligent."
Zhong Jiuyin: "...What do you mean?"
Yan Cheng laughed softly and changed the subject: "I'll come tomorrow morning. Can I ask you to have lunch?"
She curled her hair with her fingers and said slowly and deliberately: "I'm afraid not. Brother Qian asked me to eat vegetarian food at home every day."
"Yesterday I found instant chicken drumsticks at your house, just on the table."
What he saw when he was being touched was that he felt like a chicken leg that had been vacuumed and being wildly devoured.
"..." Zhong Jiuyin curled his lips when he exposed her.
Yan Cheng asked her again: "What do you want to eat for lunch?"
During this period of time together, there were really few moments of tenderness like this. Yan Cheng finally had a real sense of being in love, and his voice was deliberately calm and gentle.
But Zhong Jiuyin didn't feel the same way as him, and devoted himself to creating a warm atmosphere.
"I'll eat whatever you want, and I'll make do with it for you."
Yan Cheng's face went blank for a second: "Then I'll eat before I come back, and you'll be hungry."
"Hey, why are you still losing your temper? Isn't it good for me to make do with you?"
Yan Cheng: "I'm afraid that the blessing will be too much for me to bear."
"Then you should find a way to bear it well."
You spoke to me without pause, and Yan Cheng was speechless with a smile on his face, and finally said: "Okay, there will always be someone carrying the burden and moving forward anyway."
After this sentence, the two of them were quiet for a while and didn't speak. When they spoke again, they were a bit sticky without even realizing it.
"So what time will you come tomorrow?"
"Ten o'clock, okay? I have to prepare for flying abroad the day after tomorrow in the afternoon."
"Okay. Didn't you say we want to eat together? Where to eat? There are many people watching outside."
"You can order food to be delivered to your home. It seems we haven't had a meal together yet."
Zhong Jiuyin thought about it: "Didn't we eat the second issue together?"
She also drank too much and was bragging to Yan Cheng. I don't know if she was bragging too hard. During that time, Yan Cheng's face was dark.
Speaking of that dinner, Yan Cheng inevitably thought of the contact that happened on the terrace.
It was after that time that he started acting abnormally.
"That time doesn't count. I'm talking about eating alone." He paused and then said calmly, "You did eat alone with Yuan Yi once."
Zhong Jiuyin smacked his lips: "Speaking of which, the mutton was really delicious that time, although it was a bit spicy."
Yan Cheng: "..." Mutton stick!
He could only say that his skills in self-cultivation were not deep enough, and every time he talked to her for longer than normal, he would start to feel like he had a heart attack.
Yan Cheng took a deep breath, and Leng Bangbang said, "Didn't the doctor say that today? Try to eat as little food as possible recently, and save the mutton for later."
"Okay," Zhong Jiuyin turned over on the sofa, "Then I'll wait for you to come tomorrow. I'll also have to go out to work in the afternoon."
"Well," Yan Cheng softened his voice and whispered to her, "Go to bed early."
"Know."
"Read less non-mainstream novels."
"...Goodbye to those who don't understand quality."
After hanging up the phone, the previous annoyance had disappeared. Zhong Jiuyin lay on the sofa, looked at the ceiling, and enjoyed himself for a while.
We can kiss again tomorrow, life is really infinitely beautiful in it——