C57

Chapter 57 - Misstatements

Yan Duuan reached out a hand to push Jin Xuan away from the doorway, then casually strolled in. "Jia Yue, Xing Chen, you were just about to have your meal."

Due to the incident at the company yesterday, Jin Xuan did not dare to speak to Yan Duanzhang easily under the current circumstances. Under these circumstances, he only had a strange expression on his face as he slowly followed behind Yan Duoan. Just as he was about to close the door, he heard Zhou Weiqing's voice, which was as cold as ice, ring out.

"He's going to leave soon, leave the door open for me." These were the obvious words to drive him away.

Yan Duuan's eyebrows moved slightly as he smiled innocently, "My house only has leftovers, and I've just gone to an old friend's house to dabble in hot soup and hot food. Don't be so cold and indifferent, moreover," Yan Duoan's tone suddenly changed, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous. "Moreover, I want to try something that Jia Yue has personally made."

After saying that, he shamelessly sat next to Liang Jia.

Jin Xuan was once again dumbstruck, even his mouth was agape, even his mouth was agape. 'Yan Zhaohan, are you really here to eat?' He narrowed his eyes at Zhou Xing Chen, his expression downcast.

Yan Zunan's every move challenged Zhou Xing Chen's patience. When he sat down next to Liang Jia, Zhou Xing Chen couldn't help but stand up and walk to his side to rest.

He grabbed Yan Dewan by the collar and buckled his wrist behind his back.

Yan Yu An did not expect Zhou Weiqing to have such a trick up his sleeve, and furrowed his eyebrows in pain. He wanted to resist, but Zhou Xing Chen's capturing technique was so skillful that he was unable to move.

As they dragged each other along, Jin Xuan saw Zhou Xing Chen walk past him without moving an inch, as if venting all his anger by throwing the words outside the door.

Yan Duanan was rolling down the stairs. Fortunately, the steps were very low, so he wasn't injured. Yan Yu An crawled up, dusting off the dust on his body. Being thrown out so rudely like this without a care in the world, he had never suffered like this before. He could no longer maintain his usual taciturn demeanor and roared angrily, "Zhou Xing Chen! Is this how your Zhou family treats their guests? "

Zhou Xing Chen looked down at him from top to bottom, coldly snorting, "You've come uninvited, and this is the only treatment I have for you."

After saying so, he slammed the door shut. Yan Zhaoan didn't dare to knock on the door again, so he went back to his own house in a flustered manner.

Jin Xuan followed the expressionless Zhou Xing Chen back to the dining table. He secretly shot a look at Liang Jia, telling her to say something to ease the atmosphere. Liang Jia helplessly shook her head, indicating that there was nothing she could do.

Fortunately, the dishes were rich, and the fragrance permeated the air. Jin Xuan drank and ate, and he almost swallowed his own tongue. He did not bother to talk to Zhou Xing Chen until he had drunk three rounds of wine. Only when his stomach rose did the atmosphere lighten a little.

Jin Xuan smacked his red wine, pretending to shake his head, "What a pity, what a pity …"

Zhou Xing Chen looked at him coldly, ignoring him. In order to not embarrass him, Liang Jia continued, "What's a pity?"

"Liang Jia, let me ask you this." Jin Xuan shook the red wine as he looked at her with a serious expression, "What is the reason for today's meal?"

Liang Jia gave him a strange look. "Celebrating the company's victory in a big business deal."

Jin Xuan clapped his hands, and agreed, "That's right! "Since Xing Chen's company has taken over this big business, I have to contend with a lot of people in the middle!" Jin Xuan took a sip of red wine and continued, "So, this is both a celebration and a thank you banquet, who should I thank?" He proudly patted his chest. "Me!"

Finished speaking, she paused for a moment, then waited for his next line with a funny expression on her face.

"Since you are thanking me, but Liang Jia, take a look." Jin Xuan pointed at the dishes, feeling wronged. "They are clearly Zhou Xing Chen's favorite food." He put on another pained expression, "Ai, in the past when I was at Zhou Xing Chen's company, what was the name of that little secretary? Siiiiiii — Ren Yuanyi! "Yes, they would all greet my favorite snack."

Ren Cheng Yan and Liang Jia were reminded of that woman with the thick makeup and strong colors. She had once pestered Zhou Xing Chen, causing unnecessary misunderstandings and conflicts between them …

Zhou Xing Chen frowned as he stared at Jin Xuan, his face so gloomy that it seemed as if water would drip from it at any moment.

He suddenly realized that he had spoken the wrong words and felt regret that he couldn't bear to do so. He stole a glance at Liang Jia and saw that she had a somewhat embarrassed look on her face. He took a mouthful of rice and lowered his head.

The atmosphere suddenly became cold again, Jin Xuan didn't dare to speak any more nonsense, and could only quietly lower his head to eat.

It was a good dinner, and because of the two bad jokes, it ended. Fortunately, Liang Jia felt a little awkward and didn't take it to heart. After seeing Jin Xuan off, it could be considered the end of this ill-fated day.

Night fell. The Zhou Mansion.

On the gorgeous, soft sofa, Liang Wenrui looked at the cute and adorable Xia Qin'er lovingly.

"Aunt, have some tea." Xia Qin'er's slender, jade-like fingers pierced through the dark brown sand cup as she offered it up with both hands.

Liang Wenrui received it. Its color was bright and smooth. He took a sip and enjoyed the fragrance. He pulled Xia Qin'er to sit beside him and praised her, "Qin'er is so smart. You've only been studying tea for a month and you're already so good at cooking."

Xia Qin'er shyly smiled, her smile as sweet as honey. "No matter how well I cook my tea, it won't be as good as mother's!" At this point, Xia Qin'er's expression became gloomy.

A trace of deep sorrow appeared on Liang Wenrui's previously loving face. She pulled Xia Qin'er over, and Xia Qin'er obediently buried her head in Liang Wenrui's embrace, looking like a real mother and daughter.

Liang Wenrui said, "Your mother and I are best friends. It's a pity …" She patted Xia Qin'er's back and choked with sobs. "It's a pity that she left early. She left when you were very young …"

Xia Qin'er's eyes instantly became misty, and she sobbed, "I … I miss my mother."

Liang Wenrui comforted her by wiping her tears. He then heard her say, "Aunt, you and mother are close. Right now, besides father, you are the only family I have."

These words were spoken with sincere emotion. In addition to her delicate and pitiful appearance, Xia Qin'er's beautiful face bore a seventy percent resemblance to her mother's. Liang Wenrui's eyes instantly became moist, "Qin'er, in the future, come and accompany Auntie often if you have nothing else to do. The Zhou family is also your home."

When Xia Qin'er heard this, the image of Zhou Xing Chen's handsome frame appeared in her mind, and her expression became even more gloomy. Liang Wenrui was extremely intelligent. With his rich experience, he was able to see through her with a single glance.

Right now, she was completely biased towards Xia Qin'er, and as for Liang Jia, she was of no use to her.

"Tomorrow," she said sternly, "I'll call Xing Chen home. Don't leave tonight, stay here with me."

Xia Qin'er suddenly raised her tearful eyes. At first, she was a bit confused, but when she saw Liang Wenrui's resolute gaze, she was greatly relieved. She understood that Liang Wenrui was creating an opportunity for her to get along with Zhou Xing Chen.

Xia Qin'er's tears turned into a smile as she threw herself into Liang Wenrui's arms, obediently acting like a spoiled child …

The next morning, the weather was clear and windy.

Even though it was the weekend, Zhou Xing Chen was up early as well. Ever since he received a call from his mother last night, he had been feeling uneasy. Honestly speaking, he did not want to return to the Zhou family.

But since his mother wanted to go, he couldn't go against her wishes.

He walked to the window and pulled open the curtain. The morning sunlight poured in, illuminating the entire room.

Liang Jia's eyes fluttered open, and she saw Zhou Xing Chen standing in front of the French windows with his arms crossed. Her sleepy eyes were hazy as he asked, "Why are you up so early?"

Zhou Xingchen turned around and said something that caused her to lose all sleep.

"Mother wants us to go back."