The favorite of the wealthy group: Gu Shao has a soft spot

Zhou Mu'an's expression was unwavering, and Zhong Zong couldn't do anything to her for a while.

But he was still very stubborn, and snorted disapprovingly: "Whatever you say, we don't need outsiders to intervene in the affairs between our brothers and sisters. I have my own way of caring for my sister."

Regarding Zhong Zong's pretending to be tough, Zhou Mu'an was completely helpless.

Well, she is indeed an outsider in terms of social relations, but it doesn't mean she has to sit idly by.

"I don't need to intervene, but as Xiaoqing's friend, I still want to remind you that she is suffering from unknown pain every day. If you want her to suffer forever, then continue to hide the truth!"

Zhou Mu'an didn't continue to question Zhong Zong, and put on a look of indifference.

This trick is playing hard to get, through the recent contact between the two of them, she has gradually figured out Zhong Zong's temperament.

Sure enough, Zhong Zong did eat this, and fell into deep thought without saying a word.

After a while, he looked up and saw Zhou Mu'an was still standing by the hospital bed, and asked cautiously, "Has Xiaoqing had a headache relapse recently?"

Zhou Mu'an pursed his lips, and asked nonchalantly: "What do you think? Otherwise, why would I ask you about these things for no reason? I'm not thinking of love."

Zhong Zong has always been grateful to those who cared about his younger sister. He realized that Zhou Muan did not have any malicious intentions, so he relaxed his vigilance towards him.

"You sit down first." Zhong Zong's voice was much gentler, he paused and added to her: "I'll sort out the past in my mind first."

Zhou Mu'an smiled slightly, since Zhong Zong was willing to make concessions, she would naturally wait patiently.

"Okay, take your time tidying up, I'll wash the fruit." Zhou Mu'an said with a pleasant face, and walked out of the ward with the fruit plate.

Not long after, Zhou Mu'an returned to the ward, just as he put down the fruit plate, he saw Zhong Zong pick up the fruit knife beside him.

"I'll help you peel the apples." Zhong Zong's tone was flat.

Zhou Muan was caught off guard by Zhong Zong's unexpected thoughtfulness, she looked at him in surprise, "Why are you so kind all of a sudden?"

"Eat the apple, and then listen to me." Zhong Zong's lips curled up slightly.

A few minutes ago, the two were in a stalemate, but now Zhong Zong's thoughtfulness really made Zhou Mu'an feel a little uncomfortable.

But it is always a happy thing to eat the apple peeled by Zhong Zong himself. Zhou Mu'an watched him peeling the apple with satisfaction, and the distance between the two narrowed a little.

"Crack"!
Zhou Mu'an took a bite of the apple, and began to listen to Zhong Zong's recounting of the unbearable past.

"In Xiaoqing's sophomore year, one day she suddenly called me and told me that I was in a bad mood. It happened that I was too busy at the time, so I just said a few casual words of comfort."

Zhong Zong spoke calmly, seeing Zhou Muan holding an apple and chewing on it, he suddenly asked, "Are the apples sweet?"

"Sweet, do you want to try it?" Zhou Mu'an smiled sweetly, and handed the apple to Zhong Zong.

"No, you eat." Zhong Zong's complexion was very deep, and he continued to talk after a short pause: "I regret this matter very much. If I went to school to pick her up to relax, maybe the later misfortunes would not happen."

Zhou Mu'an nodded half-knowingly, and asked curiously: "Xiaoqing disappeared that day, right?"

Zhong Zong sighed lightly: "Yeah, she didn't contact me for the next three days. I didn't know anything happened to her until the school called and asked me why Xiaoqing left school without reason."　
"And then?" Zhou Muan listened with gusto.

"Then the whole family was looking for Xiaoqing and used many methods. Unfortunately, she seemed to disappear from the world. The only clue was that she told her roommate that she wanted to go to the bar for a drink at night."

Hearing Zhong Zong's memories, Zhou Mu'an secretly compared them in his mind, and found that this narration was completely consistent with what was written in the diary.

However, in order to conceal that he secretly read Zhong Zong's diary, Zhou Mu'an pretended to be ignorant and asked in surprise, "How long has Xiaoqing been missing? Where did you and Uncle Zhong find her?"

As this memory became more and more heavy, Zhong Zong's face changed quietly, and his eyes flickered with sadness.

"Half a month later... During that time, my dad and I were in a panic. I kept writing diaries every day to encourage myself not to give up, until one morning the neighbor knocked on the door and said that Xiaoqing had fainted at the door..."

"Ah? Did she walk home by herself?" Zhou Mu'an opened his mouth wide in astonishment.

Zhong Zong smiled wryly and shook his head: "I don't know either. Later, Xiaoqing woke up after lying in the hospital for two days, but she forgot many things when she woke up, including the missing memory. headache response."

"Oh, medically, this is a manifestation of stress response." Zhou Mu'an analyzed thoughtfully.

"Maybe, we couldn't bear to see Xiaoqing tortured by this experience, so we had to lie that she had a car accident." Zhong Zong's expression was serious and worried.

After the story about the disappearance was finished, Zhou Mu'an wanted to know more about Zhong Qing's past.

"What about before this incident? For example, did she experience being abandoned when she was a child? Or have she witnessed domestic violence?" She asked tactfully.

"No, Xiaoqing's early growth experience is still very happy, and my father and I love her very much." Zhong Zong's tone was very affirmative.

But this made Zhou Mu'an suspicious in his heart, always feeling that Zhong Zong still had something to hide from him.

And those secrets that Zhong Zong never mentions may be the key to revealing the truth.

But in order not to offend Mao Zhongzong again, Zhou Mu'an tactfully did not ask any further questions, and left the hospital after eating the apple.

the next morning.

Zhong Zong stayed in the hospital for three days because of stomach bleeding due to drinking, and it was time to be discharged in a blink of an eye.

In the morning, Zhou Mu'an rushed to the hospital as soon as possible, and after having breakfast with Zhong Zong, he began to help him pack his personal belongings.

"Congratulations, you can finally be discharged from the hospital. Can you talk about your hospital experience?" Zhou Mu'an jokingly asked while tidying up.

Zhong Zong woke up with that cold look again, and responded indifferently: "I don't have any feelings, but I don't want to be hospitalized again in the future."

Hearing his tone as if a prisoner is about to be released from prison, Zhou Muan couldn't help laughing, and at the same time reminded him: "Then don't drink alcohol in the future, otherwise the hospital will be your home."

Zhong Zong put on a proud face and said nothing, took out his mobile phone to communicate with his assistant Xiaobai about work.

After packing up his belongings, Zhou Mu'an saw that the nurse had brought over the completed hospitalization procedures, and then he remembered another thing.

"Oh, Xiaoqing also said to pick you up and leave the hospital, why hasn't she come here..."

While muttering, Zhou Mu'an only heard the hurried footsteps coming from the corridor, and soon stopped at the door of the ward.

Ever since Zhong Qing did hypnotherapy without Gu Yanze's back last time, her mental state has been very poor. On the surface, there is no problem, but every night she suffers from insomnia and dreaminess.

She had planned to wake up at seven, but she didn't open her eyes until 09:30.

Rushing to the hospital in a hurry, Zhong Qing pushed open the door and greeted the two of them out of breath: "I'm sorry I'm late, I kept you waiting for so long!"

Looking at Zhong Qing's dusty appearance, Zhong Zong felt sorry for his sister and pretended to blame: "Why are you so anxious about such a trivial matter, besides, I'm just discharged from the hospital, so you don't need to come all the way here."

Seeing that Zhong Zong didn't appreciate it, Zhou Mu'an took Zhong Qing's hand and retorted: "We don't care about you, we really kindly treat you like a donkey's liver and lungs."

With her speaking for him, Zhong Qing couldn't help but feel that it's good to have a good girlfriend by his side, and besides, Zhou Mu'an is likely to become his future sister-in-law.

"Mu An is right, in the future you will be sick and no one will take care of you, let you experience what it means to be miserable in the world." Zhong Qing shot back triumphantly.

In terms of bickering, Zhong Zong must be willing to bow down in front of the two of them. He simply raised his hand and surrendered in the spirit of good men not fighting women.

"Then thank you for your care and concern. I am very touched, so let's leave the hospital early!"

Zhong Zong said lazily, and left the ward with the hospitalization procedures.

However, when they came to the gate of the hospital, Zhong Qing planned to ask Zhong Zong to treat them to lunch, so as to enhance the relationship between him and Zhou Mu'an.

Assistant Xiaobai didn't want to drive over, opened the car door and respectfully faced Zhong Zong, "Mr. Zhong, please get in the car. The afternoon meeting has been arranged."

Zhong Zong exuded an aura of business elites all over his body, and said concisely: "Okay, go back to the company immediately."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Zhong Qing and Zhou Mu'an looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Brother, what should we do then?" Zhong Qing stepped forward and asked with a pouted mouth.

"You can figure it out for yourself. I have a lot of work backlogged these days waiting for me to deal with it." Zhong Zong shrugged his shoulders, with a face that was none of my business.

After finishing speaking, he greeted in a cold voice, got into the car, and drove away under the watchful eyes of the two girls.

After Zhong Zong left, Zhong Qing was also a little embarrassed in front of Zhou Muan.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't expect my brother to go too far, leaving us here and leaving..." Zhong Qing apologized helplessly.

People in love tend to take each other's shortcomings as advantages, and Zhou Mu'an can't escape this law either.

She smiled leisurely, with a full understanding of Zhong Zong in her tone: "It's normal, your brother manages everything every day, and he is also for the company, we should support him behind the scenes!"

Zhong Qing was dumbfounded, she hadn't finished complaining, but she didn't expect Zhou Mu'an to blame Zhong Zong at all.

If Zhong Zong heard Zhou Muan's words, would he be moved and propose to her on the spot?

"Don't you think he is a workaholic?" Zhong Qing asked in disbelief.

Zhou Mu'an's expression was full of narcissism, "What's the matter with workaholics? It's a good thing for boys to be ambitious. It's better than those playboys."

That's the end of the topic about Zhong Zong, Zhong Qing hurriedly changed the topic and took her to go shopping, so as not to be infected by Zhou Muan's nympho.

However, Zhong Ai still made a mistake. Even though the two were shopping leisurely, Zhou Mu'an was still "your brother" long and "your brother" short along the way.

After the two had lunch together, Zhong Qing really couldn't stand Zhou Mu'an, so she ran away to draw cartoons at home.