Zhou Zeyi looked at Qiao Mengxing in surprise: "Mengmeng, is there mango in the juice?"
Qiao Mengxing shook her head in confusion: "I don't know. The assistant brought it to me. I thought it was strawberry juice, but I have anti-allergy medicine here. You can apply it right away."
"Well, okay."
Zhou Zeyi was concentrating on applying the medicine, while Qiao Mengxing sat on the chair and meditated.
Could it be that she is too worried?
But today he wore a plain shirt again.
Wasn't he a fan of floral shirts?
After Zhou Zeyi applied the ointment, Qiao Mengxing suddenly said to him: "Zhou Zeyi, I suddenly feel that the smoke ring you smoke and spit out love hearts is very handsome. You haven't vomited it in front of me for a long time. How about you confess your love today?"
Zhou Zeyi smiled.
Then, he lit a cigarette and blew out several love peach smoke rings in front of Qiao Mengxing.
Qiao Mengxing leaned back on her chair in frustration.
They all matched up.
Could it be that she is really too worried?
But why do you have this dream again?
"Mengmeng, why do you keep looking at me like this?"
Qiao Mengxing was so distracted that she was asked by Zhou Zeyi.
"nothing."
She said and took a sip of juice absentmindedly.
If it doesn't work, we can only use the last method to test him.
night.
When Qiao Mengxing returned home, she went straight to Gu Wanyao.
"Mengmeng, what are you going to say to me, something mysterious?"
Qiao Mengxing glanced at Zhou Zeyi in the hall and closed the door of Gu Wanyao's room without hesitation.
"Yaoyao, you have to do me a favor again."
"Are you still doubting my brother's identity?"
"Um."
"But, the paternity test came out."
Qiao Mengxing said with a heavy face: "But I couldn't have had that dream for no reason. In fact, if I want to prove whether he is Zhou Zeyi or not, all I have to do is let your grandfather Xu Rong take action."
"My grandpa returned to country B yesterday and won't be back until a week later."
Qiao Mengxing felt disappointed instantly.
Regarding this issue, she couldn't wait to know what was going on.
She didn't believe that Zhou Zeyi would say that.
Although she doesn't have a clear meaning, can't she take the initiative to ask him to meet when she's on her period?
What kind of nonsense logic is this?
But she didn't dare to mess around, because if it was really Zhou Zeyi, it wouldn't be good if she was accidentally injured.
"Okay, I'll wait another week."
"Well, I'll call grandpa later and ask him to come back soon if he's okay."
"good."
"Click."
The two were chatting when the door suddenly opened.
Qiao Mengxing was subconsciously startled.
She thought it was Zhou Zeyi who came in, and she was afraid that Zhou Zeyi would know that she was doubting him.
As a result, it was Gu Mengmeng who walked in.
"Mommy, it's time to eat." Gu Mengmeng called with a milky voice.
"Okay, Mommy is here."
When Qiao Mengxing followed Gu Wanyao out, she couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you and Huo Sijue helping the little ones find a kindergarten recently? How is the search going?"
"I have chosen an aristocratic kindergarten. It is very good in every aspect."
"Aristocrats will be aristocrats. You are too low-key. If others were worth as much as you, their outfits would never be less than six figures. As for you, the total number of your entire body would be no more than four figures. The same goes for what your children wear.
"
Gu Wanyao disagreed: "Frugality is a virtue. We are all used to this way of life. As for the clothes, they just need to be comfortable. I never pursue famous brands, and my three babies don't take them lightly."
"It's not that I disapprove of your lifestyle, but since they go to an aristocratic school, I think they should dress better, otherwise I'm afraid they will be looked down upon."
But Gu Mengmeng put her hands on her waist and said like a little adult: "I'm not afraid of being looked down upon by anyone. People's face is not earned by clothes."
As he spoke, he stretched out his index finger and waved it innocently in front of Qiao Mengxing.
Qiao Mengxing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She pinched the little guy's chubby cheeks and complained: "Let's see if you can do it, that's fine. I'll be the godmother and say nothing."