The heroine, she does whatever she wants with her beauty

Seeing only a few times a year, Qin Zhenzhen's impression of her mother is really thin.

In my impression, my mother is a woman with a gentle personality, she always speaks softly even when she speaks, she is very gentle to everyone, completely different from Qin Zhenzhen's irritable temper.

Qin Zhenzhen stood at the door, and she could faintly hear a female voice coming from the room through the door. She stood quietly for a while, then raised her hand and flexed her fingers, and knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in." A soft female voice came from the room.

His hand paused on the handle, then it was gently unscrewed, and Qin Zhenzhen pushed the door open.

Only two night lights were turned on in the room, and the orange light softly illuminated the room, giving people a warm and comfortable feeling.Unlike the living room filled with various advanced electronic devices, this room has no TV or computer, no traces of modernization, and even the decoration is very simple, with only a bed, a bookcase, and a table.

As if independent of this villa, everything in this room seems to have stayed 20 years ago.

A slender woman was sitting on the bed, knitting a sweater halfway against the pillow, and a young girl was sitting beside her bed, holding a book in her hand, apparently she was studying just now.Seeing Qin Zhenzhen walk in at this moment, she put the book on the bedside, got up and left with her head down.

"Zhenzhen?"

The woman on the bed put down the things in her hands, squinted her eyes for a while, as if she just recognized who came in, then she sat up straight in surprise, smiled and waved to her, "Come, come and sit."

It was warm in the room, not sure if it was because of the air conditioner or because the lights were orange.Qin Zhenzhen obediently walked to the edge of the bed and sat down on the stool. The woman on the bed leaned out quickly, took her hand and rubbed it repeatedly, her face was full of surprise and satisfaction, and the corners of her mouth could not stop rising.However, in the next second, he seemed to think of something again, and there was a trace of sadness between his brows. He looked at Qin Zhenzhen and asked tentatively, "What happened? How come this time has passed?"

The care and tension in the words are hard to hide.

There was a hint of warmth in my heart, and the reluctance and anger just now disappeared. Qin Zhenzhen took the woman's thin palm with his backhand and pinched it twice, then smiled unconsciously, shook his head and said softly, "It's okay, I just want to come Look at you." As she spoke, she picked up the book next to the bed with her other hand, and asked casually, "Is there a new one? Where have you read it?"

It was a thick book, heavy in his hand, Qin Zhenzhen looked at it under the light, it was a hardcover "The Count of Monte Cristo".

Qin Zhenzhen was taken aback.

I remember that last year, when Zhao Zhiyu ran to the house for no reason, she also brought a copy of "The Count of Monte Cristo". It was also a hardcover edition, which was exactly the same as the one she was holding now.

I don't know what Zhao Zhiyu is doing now, I sent her a WeChat message before I left and it seems that I haven't responded yet.

With a thought, Qin Zhenzhen put down the book and took out the phone from his pocket. To his surprise, he found that the screen was still empty, without a single prompt message. After unlocking it, he found that there was no signal here.

But after thinking about it, after all, in the mountains, poor signal is also common.

Qin Zhenzhen didn't think much about it. He casually dropped the phone, opened the book, and asked, "Where did you read it? I'll read it to you." The tone was very familiar, and he was obviously used to it.

Opening the cover, I saw the words "Zhou Xiangting" written squarely on the lower right corner of the inside of the page. The handwriting is beautiful, and the turning points of the strokes have round arcs, just like her person, gentle without edges and corners.

"Chapter twelve. The last time Zongbei came to see me, he said that you went to a law firm for an internship. How do you feel? Are you busy with work? How are you getting along with your colleagues?"

Qin Zhenzhen lowered his head and flipped through the pages, probably because he thought of what happened before, and his voice was full of joy, "It's good, everything is good."

Probably because she wanted to know her daughter's living conditions too much, Zhou Xiangting had no intention of continuing to listen to the book, and took Qin Zhenzhen's hand and asked a lot of questions scatteredly, but her sources of information were limited, and she didn't know Qin Zhenzhen's later Zhenzhen has entered the entertainment circle, and she doesn't know all kinds of news that are spreading wildly on the Internet.

Qin Zhenzhen answered her questions patiently, and told her a lot of interesting things, which made her laugh again and again.Zhou Xiangting was not in good health, and after chatting for a while she seemed a little tired.But she really missed her daughter, so she tried her best not to fall asleep.Qin Zhenzhen coaxed her to take the medicine, and stayed with her for a while, waiting for the medicine to come up.

"You came to see me so early this year, will you come back on my birthday?" My head was already dizzy, and my eyelids were getting heavy, but Zhou Xiangting still stubbornly refused to go to sleep, holding her daughter's hand and not letting go.

"Yes." Qin Zhenzhen also held her hand, feeling the strength in her hand getting lighter, and nodded with a smile, "I will come to see you, go to sleep."

After getting her daughter's exact answer, Zhou Xiangting smiled contentedly, nodded slightly, and fell asleep in the next second.Qin Zhenzhen didn't move, still sat on the stool, and waited for her breathing to become steady and long before getting up, kissed her lightly on the cheek, covered her with the quilt, and tiptoed out.

Zhou Jianhe was still sitting on the chair by the window, in the same posture as Qin Zhenzhen when he went upstairs, as if he hadn't moved for a while.Qin Zhenzhen walked to the middle of the living room only to find that he was still sitting there. After hesitating for a while, he walked over, "My mother is asleep."

"Ah."

Zhou Jianhe responded and didn't speak any more.With his back to the window, Qin Zhenzhen couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, and was a little uncertain for a while, not knowing what he meant.

She squeezed her phone and checked the time. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and there was still no signal.

Although I told Zhao Zhiyu that I would not go back tonight, but...

She put the phone back into her pocket, tried her best to speak in a discussion tone, and said hesitantly, "Then I... go back first?"

"You should stay here for the time being." Zhou Jianhe had a panoramic view of her movements, but as if he didn't see her, he said without doubt, "The guest room has been packed for you."

"Wait a minute, what is this period of time?" The ominous premonition lingering in his heart finally came true, and Qin Zhenzhen became a little anxious, "I want to go home."

"What home? Your family is here, where are you going?" Zhou Jianhe raised his voice and scolded, "Tomorrow you will follow Qinqin to work in the company! Put your temper back!"

"I don't!" Qin Zhenzhen followed suit and raised his voice without giving in, "I want to go back!" As he said that, he turned around and walked out, which meant that he wanted to walk down the mountain by himself.

"Let's go, let's go," Zhou Jianhe's voice sounded from behind, with seven points of anger and three points of sarcasm, "You leave this door now, tomorrow, the Han family's company will be acquired, and the Zhao sisters will be reduced to the streets !"

Zhao's...sisters?

There was a bang in his ears, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Qin Zhenzhen's steps froze instantly, his hairs all over his body, and a gust of cold air rushed from his back to the top of his head.

Trembling all over her body, Qin Zhenzhen turned around slowly with her stiff body, Zhou Jianhe stood up behind her with a cane, and walked towards her step by step.

"Do you think you can hide your crap from anyone?" He snorted, with an unconcealable anger on his face, "I've been letting you out all this time to let you wander, not to let you do something. Some things that corrupt public morals and ruin the lintel!"

"In order not to let others say that my Zhou family's virtues are not good, you can live here for me and keep your temper! When did you realize your mistake, and when will you go out again!" Zhou Jianhe slammed his walking stick on the ground after finishing speaking. He flicked his sleeves and left.

***

Zhao Zhiyu stood in front of the window with a little irritability, and there was a torrential rain outside the window.

There was a muffled thunder, and the sky flickered, illuminating the path in the community, leaving no one in sight.

She held the phone in her hand, and there were call records on the screen, all of which were "Qin Zhenzhen".

However, none of the calls could be made, and all of them were prompted "not in the service area".

Where did this girl go!

Impatience and worry were intertwined and entangled in his heart, and Zhao Zhiyu seemed restless, and he was no longer indifferent and indifferent as before.She has been standing by the window for nearly two hours.Su Zhijin couldn't see it anymore, and walked to her side to comfort her, "Zhenzhen said to go to her grandfather's house, so you don't have to worry so much."

Her grandfather...

Zhao Zhiyu opened his mouth, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, he had a lot to say, but he couldn't say anything to Su Zhijin, so he could only swallow his sigh, forced a smile, and said perfunctorily, "Okay."

Su Zhijin and Zhao Zhiyu have been together for more than 20 years, but she still can't understand her thoughts.She really didn't know what Zhao Zhiyu was worried about, she just stroked her back comfortingly, hoping to give her some support.

The two sisters snuggled up in front of the window, and there was another light outside the window, followed by a bang, which made Zhao Zhiyu's mind flutter.

As soon as the sound of thunder fell, there was a rapid knock on the door. Su Zhijin thought it was Qin Zhenzhen, and she was overjoyed, and hurried to open the door. Su Zhijin pushed the door open.

There was another bang outside, the lights in the corridor were turned on by the loud noise, and the rainstorm became more urgent.

The lamp in the corridor emits a low current sound, illuminating the small space.

Zhao Zhiyu's heart skipped a beat as he saw that unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar figure appeared outside the door, wearing black clothes and trousers, short black hair, and a cynical smile on his face.

"Lawyer Zhao, we meet again."

Outside the door, Zhou Xiangting grinned while biting a popsicle.