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Chapter 4 - She's So Kind

Marry?

Liang Jia's hand that was holding the steering wheel unconsciously tightened.

But after a moment of drowsiness, in the next second, she raised a dignified and elegant smile. "I'll listen to you."

Seeing her reaction, Zhou Xingchen felt a sense of irritation in his heart.

She was clearly smiling, but he knew that her smile was very hypocritical.

Confusion was her norm, and disguising had become almost her instinct.

He took a deep breath and stared fixedly at the concrete road in front of him. "Don't laugh. I look scared. "

Liang Jia bit her lips and didn't say anything. However, as he wished, she withdrew the little expression on her face.

The car slowly stopped in the driveway of the Zhou Mansion. Liang Jia had always been a steady driver, and this time it was the same. That was the reason why Zhou Xing Chen's mother had handed over his safety to her.

Liang Jia turned off the ignition and pulled out the key, tilting her head towards Zhou Xing Chen. "Let's get out of the car."

Zhou Xing Chen didn't say anything. He unbuckled his own seatbelt, but everyone could see that he was exerting so much strength that the buckles on his hands began to crack.

Liang Jia had long since gotten used to his displeasure for no reason, so she didn't mind getting off the car and closing the door. She didn't expect that after only two steps, her arm would suddenly be forcefully pulled by someone —

She was wearing high-heeled shoes and it was already difficult for her to maintain her balance. At this moment, she was being pulled backwards, and her feet were on the verge of falling.

Not long after his body fell, he crashed into a thick embrace that he had prepared earlier.

Zhou Xing Chen remained silent, but his hands didn't stop moving. He spun the person in his arms around, pressing them against the hood of the car and then turning around to cover them.

"What for?" Liang Jia was shocked for a moment at first, but after she recovered from her shock, she could only helplessly push his chest with her two hands. "We're home, stop messing around."

This kind of coaxing tone again!

Zhou Xing Chen's anger grew even stronger. He pressed his knee against her legs, tenderly crossing his snow-white wrists and using a large palm to hold them above her body. Following which, her thin, emotional lips were suppressed without any explanation.

Liang Jia instinctively wanted to dodge and tilted her head to the left and right, but her free hand pinched her jaw.

Zhou Xing Chen's tone was very unfriendly. "So what if I'm at home?" Isn't that what my mom agreed to? "

That incomparably beautiful face was getting closer and closer. Liang Jia was unable to resist and her hand that had been restrained was tightly clenched into a fist. Sharp nails dug into her palm.

She didn't have anyone here who could ask for help …

After swiftly understanding the situation, Liang Jia inwardly laughed at herself and closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate. Zhou Xing Chen pressed his lips against hers.

At first, he tested her, but then he seemed to be unsatisfied. He used his flexible tongue to pry open her teeth and delve deeper into her body.

He lingered in her mouth, drawing out more of her fluid. A feeling of numbness came from the moist inner wall, and both of their breathing quickened.

Zhou Xing Chen teasingly teased her while Liang Jia's elegant brows furrowed slightly, but she remained motionless in the face of his teasing.

"It's like kissing a dead person." After repeating this a few times, Zhou Xing Chen's patience finally ran out. He backed away and let go of her. "I say, you're not without feelings. Why didn't you respond?"

The hand that held her chin did not relax. It looked at her carefully, as if trying to study her thoroughly.

With her freedom, Liang Jia didn't try to hit her hand away. Instead, she slowly wiped the remaining liquid at the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand and indifferently said, "I won't."

Zhou Xing Chen almost laughed out of anger. Throwing his hands away, he walked into the living room. Before he left, he said indifferently, "You said that everything you have is mine, why do I feel so disgusted?"

Liang Jia got up from the hood and stood on the spot. She tidied up her somewhat messy clothes.

The way Zhou Xing Chen had looked at her just now was indeed like seeing a lifeless object that could be treated as one wished.

Fortunately, at the Zhou Mansion, she was already used to this kind of gaze.

Liang Jia took a few deep breaths before finally letting out a reserved and appropriate smile. Carrying her bag, she quickly walked a few steps before catching up.

Entering the hall, as usual, Liang Wenrui was sitting on the sofa knitting a scarf. In reality, he had specifically waited for them to return.

When Zhou Xing Chen saw her, he felt a headache coming on, but he could not ignore her etiquette. He nodded casually and asked, "Mom, are you still awake?"

Liang Wenrui had long heard the sound of them entering the room, but at this moment, he raised his head and smiled amiably, "If you don't come back, then why is mother sleeping? What, where did you go today? "

There was a knife hidden in his smile.

Zhou Xing Chen's intuition told him that his mother was going to have a headache soon. "I'm tired today, so I'll go back and rest first. If there's anything, I'll tell you tomorrow."

He walked up the spiral staircase and strode toward the bedroom.

Once he left, the heavy burden of their conversation fell entirely on Liang Jia.

Liang Wenrui kindly looked at his future daughter-in-law that he had raised, "Little Jia, where did this brat go today? "I'm so tired after returning, did he do something to some fox spirit?"

Liang Wenrui had always cared a lot about whether or not Zhou Xing Chen had any other women by his side.

In her heart, she only had Liang Jia as her future daughter-in-law. She believed that the woman she had personally raised was worthy of her son. No one else was allowed to enter her eyes, not even close to Zhou Xing Chen.

Liang Jia's heart thumped. She didn't expect her mother's feelings to be so accurate.

However, how could he report everything that had happened to Zhou Xing Chen without getting any details? She hesitated for a moment before she smiled and said, "How can I? "Today is Xing Chen's birthday, so all he did was go have a drink with his friends. There's nothing else."

He actually didn't mention anything about her at all.

"Really?" Old Mrs. Zhou was still in disbelief. With his thin eyebrows raised in a serious manner, he asked, "No woman?"

Liang Jia was about to speak when she heard Zhou Xing Chen's clear voice from upstairs. "Mom, why are you thinking so much?" Liang Jia is so 'virtuous', why would I go find another woman? "

The emphasis was deliberately placed on the word "virtuous".

He had obviously heard their conversation on the way to the bedroom.

Liang Jia raised her eyes to look at Zhou Xing Chen. His tall body was casually resting on the railing, looking down at her from above. The mocking look in his eyes was undisguised.