Time and you are my fault

downstairs.

Zong Yanzu returned to the banquet hall to continue eating.

The old man couldn't help asking, but the man just ate and didn't say a word.

Zong Qinglan said to herself, "I won't come down to eat if I feel uncomfortable, so many elders are here, so delicate?"

Suddenly, there was the sound of a white porcelain spoon touching a soup bowl.

It was obviously an ordinary voice at the dinner table, but it made everyone stop.

The man with a dark aura slowly raised his head, his voice was as cold as ice.

"The food is not to my aunt's taste, so I don't need to come here from now on."

For a moment, everyone was silent.

Anyone with eyes can tell that Zong Yanchu is really angry this time!

Zong Qinglan's face paled instantly, "Yanxiu, what are you talking about!"

"I said, you can go." The man's dark pupils were surrounded by a layer of frost.

Good upbringing made him change the rolling characters to walking.

Zong Qinglan stared at the man in disbelief, her lips trembling for a while, "Zong Yanzu! I am your elder! You dare to contradict your elder for such a woman, the lesson of the Zong family..."

"Zong family, I have the final say." He said lightly.

The calmer he is, the more people can't ignore the growing anger around him.

The coercion of the superior made everyone dare not show their anger.

At the door, the butler immediately stepped forward, "Ms. Zong, please."

That meaning couldn't be more obvious, if you don't leave by yourself, I will use my method to let you go.

Zong Qinglan looked at Mr. Zong begging for help, only to see that Mr. Zong was drinking the soup on his own, without any intention of responding.

She blushed, gritted her teeth and left angrily.

The dining table immediately fell silent, and the huge revolving table turned slowly.

But no one dared to eat with chopsticks.

Zong Yanzu glanced at the crowd, and spoke first, "Yiyi is not feeling well, I hope all elders will forgive me."

"Hey, I'm not feeling well and have a good rest, do you want Yanxiu to take Yiyi to the hospital?"

"Yes, I heard that my younger brother and sister have recently taken over the company, and they are too busy to go home to sleep in the company for a long time. Girls, don't be so tired."

"That is, the Zong family supports her, and her body is important."

Dozens of relatives softened their posture one after another.

Everyone can see clearly that Zong Yanzu cares about Chu Yi so much that he doesn't hesitate to offend the pampering of the elders of the clan.

How can this be physical marriage?
This little princess is clearly supported by the whole family!

Chu Yi didn't know what happened, she hid in the quilt and sulked.

Does Zong Yanchu think she wants to take medicine?

It was her body that was hurt by the medicine!
Damn scumbag!
In the heart of the villain, I couldn't help cursing and beating, and then I let out a little breath.

When the door was pushed open, Chu Yi immediately began to pretend to be asleep.

Zong Yanzu held food in his left hand and a box in his right hand.

"Don't pretend, I know you haven't slept." He put the food on the table, "Take some light food and get up to eat."

Chu Yi slowly lifted the quilt and sat up, saw vegetable porridge and pumpkin pie, and took them with bright eyes.

Zong Yanzu was amused by her little expression, and couldn't help reaching out and rubbing her head.

Chuy patted his hand away, and started to eat by herself.

After taking a few bites, the box next to the bed attracted all her attention, but she just watched without making a sound.

The man's deep gaze swept over her curious little face, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and then he knelt on one knee and opened the box.

Inside is a pair of silver high heels.

He held the shoe in his palm, and grabbed her slender ankle with the other hand.

The skin touched by him was scorching hot, which made Chuy shrink back in fright, "What are you doing?"

"Try on shoes."

Chu Yidai frowned slightly, "I have shoes."

The man sighed, and said helplessly, "You said that only the feet know whether the shoes wear out or not. In fact, I know it too. I have never seen a pair of your high heels that do not wear out the feet."

Chuy stared into his eyes, what he just said seemed to have other meanings.

But on second thought, what he said was really true.

She has worn high-heeled shoes ranging from 10,000+ yuan to hundreds of yuan, but every time, her feet were ground to a pulp.

Chuy let him hold her ankle, and put the pair of silver high-heeled shoes on her feet.

True to size.

She got up from the bed and held his arm steady.

After walking on the ground twice, it fits my feet very well, and the shoes are very soft and do not rub my feet at all.

"Customized according to your foot shape, it could have been mailed from Italy before the centennial celebration, but there was a little episode in the middle."

Chu Yi froze, so he went on a business trip to Europe this time, did he take the shoes back himself?

Feeling that her heart was surrounded by a warm current, she staggered his fiery gaze, "Thank you."

"No more?" He walked up to her and put his arms around her slender waist.

Chuy's body was as stiff as a piece of wood, "Don't move your hands."

"How can I thank you?" He asked reluctantly.

Chu Yi frowned, "How can I thank you for giving it to me? I'll make you a pair of leather shoes for you?"

The man chuckled, and the smile overflowing from his throat shook the air, "Well, give me a kiss."

Chewie stared at him like an idiot.

Zong Yanqi had already guessed her reaction, and a flash of disappointment flashed in his heart, then he squinted his eyes, and took advantage of her unpreparedness, leaned down and grabbed the pink cherry lips.

Chu Yi's eyes widened, and she dodged backwards, but the man grabbed the back of her head and endured his kiss alive.

The woody scent drilled into every pore of her, making her heart rise to her throat.

His kiss, hot and violent, seemed to swallow her in.

The intertwined breaths are like vines that are constantly being pulled, getting tighter and tighter.

The tension in Chu Yi's mind was about to break.

The eyes of the man in front of her were closed, his eyelashes trembling with emotion.

The scorching breath raised her body temperature.

She felt as if her feet were stepping on clouds, fluttering and flickering.

Suddenly, voices came in from outside the door.

"Yanxiu, I made some small soup for Yiyi...I didn't see anything, keep going!"

Cheng Xiangyi wanted to slap herself, why come up to make trouble at this time!
I couldn't help but blame the two children, why didn't they close the door!

Chu Yi was so frightened by Cheng Xiangyi's voice that her eyes turned red, and she bit the man's lip hard before he could barely remove the aggressive kiss.

He pressed his forehead against hers, his voice became hoarse, "What are you afraid of?"

Chu Yi's cheeks were so red that water dripped out, and she glared at him reproachfully, "Mom... Mom is here!"

"She will leave when she sees it, go on."

After speaking, he clasped the back of his head and kissed her again.

Chu Yi hurriedly raised her hand to cover her mouth, her moist eyes were filled with rejection, "I want to eat!"

The man smiled lowly, his chest vibrated, and kissed her forehead, "Okay, I'll get you glutinous rice balls."

Annoyed by the joke, she stretched out her hand and slapped him on the chest, then sat down angrily and continued to eat.

Downstairs, Cheng Xiangyi looked at his red-faced son, and gave him a cool look, "What did you do just now?"

"Put her shoes on."

"Giving shoes? Let me tell you, giving shoes has a bad meaning. It has the meaning of sending people away." Cheng Xiangyi said seriously.

The man paused and spit out two words, "Superstition."

"Believe it or not, but if you ask her for some money, you can break the curse."

Zong Yanzu didn't seem to take it seriously, he went to the kitchen and brought glutinous rice balls and went upstairs.

Putting the glutinous rice balls on the table, he suddenly went to get the handbag Chu Yi threw on the sofa.

"Why are you looking through my bag?" Chu Yi got up from the bed, grabbed the bag and held it in her arms.

"Give me some change." He said lightly.

Chuy stared at him inexplicably, "Why? Don't you?"

"Why are you so picky? I've already given you such expensive shoes. What will happen if you give me some change?" With a persistent face, he reached for the bag in her arms again.

Chu Yi didn't understand what his intention was, "I'll find it myself, don't move."

With all electronic payments these days, she rarely keeps paper money and change in her wallet.

After searching for a long time, I only found a steel coin worth one yuan.

"Only one dollar." She handed it over.

Zong Yanzu stared at the one yuan coin lying on the girl's white palm, his frown finally relaxed.

He held the one dollar in his palm, with a faint smile on his face.

He couldn't help but think, didn't he just give money?

Although one dollar is small, it should be able to break the curse, right?

Chu Yi couldn't help reaching out and touching his forehead, "You don't have a fever, do you?"

Why did he feel that this man was smiling just now, as if he had negotiated a big deal of several hundred million?

Zong Yanzu's face darkened, he slapped her hand away, smashed the coin into the inner layer of the wallet, and walked towards the bathroom.

She always felt that his back just now was angry and wronged.

What is he wronged?