If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

"Then Mr. Feng, I'll take them away first."

"Ah... ah??"

Jiang Zhou pulled up the two sisters and smiled slightly: "I wish the business is booming, let's see you later."

Feng Yue opened his mouth and suddenly got up: "Mr. Jiang, you wait first!"

"What's wrong, Mr. Feng? Is there anything else?"

"Where are you going?"

"We are alumni, of course we are going back to school together."

Feng Yue was silent for a while, as if he had some opinions.

But in the end he didn't stop, instead he smiled.

"Then...then go slowly."

"Um."

Jiang Zhou nodded and dragged the two sisters out of the western restaurant.

It's just that his expression is very ugly.

Even vaguely angry.

He was so angry that he had blue veins bulging in front of his forehead, and his fists were tightly clenched into a ball.

He felt that his three views were refreshed again.

What is this, Nima, your relatives?

Introducing a niece to a partner is outrageous enough for its own sake.

The partner took his niece away, but he didn't even stop him.

Is this the way of the big family?

We don't say anything about whether it's okay or not.

At the very least, you Feng Yue is their uncle.

Your niece was taken away by the man you met for the first time, how could you be indifferent?

Are capitalists really so emotionless?

He felt that he might not be able to cultivate to that point in his life.

To be honest, if Feng Yue stopped him just now.

Tell him don't bother, he will take his niece back.

Then Jiang Zhou might still have some good feelings for him.

In the later stage, he will not really pit him to a dead end.

Because while pursuing interests, he has not yet wiped out that bit of humanity.

He will also take care of his family and worry about the safety of his niece.

But he didn't, really didn't.

Although he thought about it, he tried to speak.

But in the end he didn't say that.

That means that interests are completely above everything else in his heart.

And Jiang Zhou believes that Feng Yue's hesitation just now is not because of his responsibility as an uncle.

He was probably afraid that things would be exposed and spread to the ears of the family.

Jiang Zhou walked to the door and glanced at Feng Yue inside through the window.

At that time, there was no laughter in his eyes, only endless indifference and wind and frost.

To him, Feng Siruo was like an inverse scale.

Although this word is very second, it sounds a bit like a crooked mouth dragon king.

But there really is no other word that can be more accurate than this one.

He felt that Feng Siruo deserved all the good things in this world.

I wish all the bad things were far away from her.

At this moment, Feng Yue was the filth closest to Feng Siruo.

"You... what's wrong with you' ˇ?"

Feng Siruo seemed to feel Jiang Zhou's emotions.

She became a little flustered, and even hugged Jiang Zhou's arm tightly.

The radiance in the beautiful eyes is no longer, but a little dim.

Even the expression was a little aggrieved, thinking that he had done something wrong.

She is ignorant about emotional matters.

But because of this, Jiang Zhou's happiness is her happiness.

If Jiang Zhou is not happy, then she will panic.

It was like the conversation she had with Qu Xiaoya in the hot spring town that night.

There is only him in my world.

Then he is the whole world.

"It's nothing, I was thinking about what hot pot to eat later."

Feng Siruo couldn't believe it: "Really?"

Jiang Zhou rubbed her hair: "Don't you want to eat hot pot?"

"Um."

"But there are so many hot pot restaurants in Beijing that I have difficulty choosing."

Feng Yiyi suddenly interjected: "Sister, but I want to eat steak."

Jiang Zhou smacked his lips: "It doesn't matter if the personality is different, and even the taste is different. You didn't pick it up, did you?"

"certainly not!"

"I look like it."

Feng Yi angrily said, "Why didn't you say that my sister picked it up?"

Jiang Zhou glanced at Feng Siruo: "How could such a cute baby be picked up?"

"..."

Feng Siruo's cheeks were flushed, and she didn't dare to look at her.

On the other hand, Feng Yiyi swallowed his saliva and looked like he had eaten too much dog food.

Then they got in the car and ate at a self-service steakhouse.

This store is very interesting.

Buy steak and get hot pot.

The steak is a la carte, and the hot pot ingredients are self-service.

Satisfying the hobbies of two girls at one time, the business will indeed make money.

Soon, tender steaks and hot hot pot are on the table.

Jiang Zhou and Feng Yi first showed off their chopstick skills and grabbed meat on the plate.

But how could this little dude win against an old fox like Jiang Zhou.

When she wanted to put down the chopsticks, Jiang Zhou immediately took it.

After a while, Jiang Zhou and Feng Siruo's pots were full.

In Feng Yiyi's pot, there were only some green cabbage leaves floating up and down.

"It's not fair, it's not fair, you two bully one of me."

Jiang Zhou looked at her: "Little Erhuo, don't forget, you are here to eat steak."

Feng Siruo nodded: "I want to eat hot pot."

"¨. Then I want to try it too."

"Too greedy is a bad thing."

Feng Yiyi hummed: "Brother-in-law, when I was a spy last time, you said that you would hurt me in the future!"

Jiang Zhou raised his chopsticks and took out two cilantro from the pot and gave it to him.

"Love doesn't have to be meat."

"But I hate cilantro the most!"

The two big and one small were eating and making trouble, and the dinner gradually came to an end.

After returning to school, Jiang Zhou sent the two girls back to the dormitory respectively.

Then stopped the car and came to the house of the dry man.

Because the management posts of the dry people have moved to the urban area.

Moreover, the work of food sharing is now also done by a dedicated person.

So the house of the dry man was empty at this time.

Jiang Zhou didn't turn on the light and walked in by feeling.

He sat down in the dark, leaning back on the sofa.

This quiet feeling allows him to feel his own soul.

At present, Ganfanren's platform has matured.

And the rules and regulations are also close to perfect.

Therefore, the takeaway business does not require him to spend too much energy.

He just needs to sit on the sofa and watch the money come in every day and it's ok.

It's really cool to be a hands-off shopkeeper like this.

He really wanted to retire right now if he hadn't had goals to accomplish.

After all, his soul has lived for more than thirty years.

With the tiredness of an adult on his body, he is full of the blood of a young man.

It's a bit of a gear mismatch.

Let this old man always have a lazy idea.

Drop drop-

At this moment, his QQ sounded suddenly.

Chu Yuwei's avatar is constantly beating.

"Jiang Zhou, are you done?"

Jiang Zhou suddenly sat up: "Well, what's the matter?"

"I haven't seen you in a long time."

"I've been so busy lately, I have a lot to deal with."

Chu Yuwei sent a little red flower expression: "Okay, then I won't disturb you."

Jiang Zhou was a little surprised: "You are looking for me for this?".