Gu Wanyao put her head together and read the paternity test.
"Mengmeng, are you suspicious?"
Originally, after reading the paternity test, she also suspected that she was being suspicious.
But she firmly believed that the dream must have a predictive effect.
"Yao Yao, does Zhou Zeyi have brothers?" She suddenly asked Gu Wanyao.
"His brother is Zhou Zetian. There should be no one except Zhou Zetian, right?"
Qiao Mengxing didn't think so.
Nowadays, rich people have illegitimate children everywhere. Maybe this fake is an illegitimate child of the Zhou family.
She decided not to worry about the paternity test for now.
There are no two identical leaves in the world.
Even if the paternity test is correct, her living habits will definitely be very different. The key is that the dream made her firm in this idea.
After returning to the evening beauty industry.
Qiao Mengxing called Zhou Zeyi.
Zhou Zeyi was in the secret room at this time.
Zhou Zetian experienced a life and death situation yesterday. His people spent a lot of effort to rescue Zhou Zetian from the gate of hell.
Seeing Zhou Zetian open his eyes, Zhou Zeyi took a puff of cigarette and blew it at Zhou Zetian with his nostrils.
"My good brother, I saved your life again, otherwise you would have met the King of Hell long ago."
"Pooh!"
Zhou Zetian spat on Zhou Zeyi's face.
Zhou Zeyi's face instantly turned the color of pig liver.
After wiping the spit on his face with a tissue, he directly covered Zhou Zetian's mouth with the tissue: "My brother saved you, is this how you repay your kindness? You white-eyed wolf!"
"Sir, we can't torture him any more, otherwise his life will be in danger at any time."
Originally, Zhou Zeyi planned to continue torturing Zhou Zetian.
After being reminded by his subordinates, he said as if he was kind-hearted: "You have to save your life to watch me sleep with your sweetheart and watch me abuse your woman and children after marriage."
At this moment, Zhou Zetian's cell phone rang.
Zhou Zeyi took his mobile phone and waved it in front of Zhou Zetian: "This is a call from your woman."
He turned on the loudspeaker again.
"Zhou Zeyi, I miss you, can you come to the company to see me?"
"Mengmeng, aren't you on your period?"
Qiao Mengxing continued: "Actually, I don't understand something about work, and I want to ask you for advice."
These words made Qiao Mengxing more and more certain that Zhou Zeyi had changed.
In the past, he had never refused to meet her because she was on her period and could not have that kind of relationship.
"Okay, I'll be right away."
After ending the call, Zhou Zeyi smiled coldly and proudly: "Did you hear that your woman said she misses me? After her period is gone, she will definitely praise me for how great and awesome I am."
"You are so disgusting." Zhou Zetian scolded angrily.
Zhou Zeyi stood up with an indifferent look.
"You think I'm disgusting, so what can you do? I can only try harder to disgust you."
After he finished speaking, he turned and left.
After leaving the secret room, Zhou Zeyi met Qiao Mengxing in the office of the boss of the evening beauty industry.
"Mengmeng, is there anything wrong with you calling me over?"
Qiao Mengxing didn't say anything directly, but handed him a bottle of juice first: "Let's talk while drinking."
The juice was red, and Zhou Zeyi took a big sip without hesitation.
Qiao Mengxing observed him casually.
Actually, mango is added to this glass of juice.
Zhou Zeyi is allergic to mangoes. If he eats mangoes, he will soon develop a red rash on his body.
If this person doesn't have a rash, it's definitely not Zhou Zeyi.