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After Zhou Yanchen came ashore, he ignored Weicheng and left directly.

On the way back, the taxi driver looked at him more carefully because he was wet.

Zhou Yanchen couldn't stop frowning, and flew towards the driver with a cold, knife-like look, as if he wanted nothing for money. Only then did the driver look away and drive obediently.

However, Zhou Yanchen secretly decided in his heart:

Starting tomorrow, he will exercise.

Since he couldn't change the reality of living in this weak body for the time being, he could only start to transform this body.

He wants to make her strong!

Of course, the woman who uses her body must also be urged not to let her slack off and destroy his body.

After arriving home, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Mother Zhou saw "Xie Congrong" coming back wet from outside, and she immediately became anxious, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Yanchen shook his head, "It's okay."

After saying that, he was about to leave, but was held by Zhou's mother, "Why is it okay? Your body is so weak. When the time comes, you will have a headache and a fever, and it won't be me who feels bad."

"Hurry up, go take a hot bath, and then come down and drink ginger soup!"

"Don't bother, Mom..."

Before Zhou Yanchen could finish his words of rejection, he saw Zhou's mother's eyes turn red.

"You, what did you call me?"

Mother Zhou looked at Zhou Yanchen in surprise, with a hint of disbelief in her reddish eyes.

Only then did Zhou Yanchen realize that he shouldn't call him that now.

"Mom...right now! I said I would take a shower right away!"

Zhou Yanchen's eyes darkened slightly, he made up for it and immediately went upstairs.

Mother Zhou downstairs was still a little stunned. She didn't believe her ears, but she wanted to believe it.

Thinking back to the scene she saw in Zhou Yanchen's bedroom in the afternoon, Zhou's mother's heart suddenly moved.

She glanced at Zhou Yanchen's back, then turned to the kitchen with a smile.

I am very happy when making ginger soup.

Father Zhou saw this scene. He came over curiously and took a look, "Making ginger soup? Why are you so happy?"

As he said that, Father Zhou took out a bowl from the side and said, "It's just right. The weather has been changeable recently. I'll drink a bowl as a precaution."

"Snapped!"

"do not move."

Mother Zhou smiled and patted Father Zhou's hand away, "I cooked this ginger soup for Rong Rong to drink."

Father Zhou was stunned and immediately asked with concern, "What's wrong with Rong Rong? Do you have a cold?"

"No." Mother Zhou shook her head, "I just went out for a trip and just came back wet. I don't know how. But these are not important."

"Not important?" Father Zhou frowned, "Then what is important?"

Mother Zhou glanced at the kitchen door, and when she saw no one was there, she lowered her voice and said with some pride, "Rongrong just called me mom."

Father Zhou: "...did you hear it correctly?"

Zhou's mother glared at him, "You just heard it wrong! I definitely heard it right. That sound is absolutely true!"

Recalling that scene, Zhou's mother was in a very bright mood, "You don't know how natural her scream was, just like a banquet minister. She regarded me as her mother from the bottom of her heart."

Father Zhou's brows furrowed even more tightly, "I still think you heard me wrong."

"Tsk!" Zhou's mother's face suddenly became a little unhappy, so disappointing.

She didn't even bother to share with Zhou's father the scene where she saw Xie Congrong smoothing Zhou Yanchen's hair.

"Go, go, go and do your business, don't bother me here!"

Zhou's mother drove Zhou's father away, and the more she thought about it, the happier she became.

She believed that her son's charm could absolutely crush that Wei Cheng.

As long as Xie Congrong is not blind, she will be his daughter-in-law sooner or later.

After the ginger soup was cooked, Mother Zhou glanced upstairs again, but still didn't hear anything.

She thought for a while, then knocked on Zhou Yanchen's bedroom door with a bowl of ginger soup.

Xie Congrong heard the noise and came out, "Zhou...uh, mom...what's the matter?"

This was the first time she called Aunt Zhou "Mom", and she felt embarrassed.

Mother Zhou didn't pay attention and just let her catch the ginger soup in her hand, "Son, you just came back from outside dripping wet. You seem to be in a bad mood. Send this ginger soup to her, and then Comfort her well."

Xie Congrong was stunned: "...He's back? Why didn't he come to me first when he came back?"

Mother Zhou immediately sensed the meaning in this sentence. Her son knew what Xie Congrong was going out to do.

The certainty in her heart suddenly became greater.

"Hurry, send it over quickly. From now on, you should pay more attention to Rong Rong when you have nothing to do. Don't just work all day long."

Zhou's mother pushed Xie Congrong and drove her over.

Xie Congrong happened to want to ask Zhou Yanchen what he had said to Wei Cheng, so he went along and picked up the ginger soup.

Because she felt that the room belonged to her, she didn't knock on the door when she entered.

This scene fell in Zhou's mother's eyes and made her excited again.

The relationship between Rong Rong and her son seems to be closer than she imagined!

She knew that her son was a person who always kept away from girls. If there was nothing wrong with Xiao Jiujiu, it would be impossible for him to enter a girl's room without knocking on the door.

Mother Zhou returned to her room with a smile and began to look at the calendar, looking for a good day to get married.

*

Xie Congrong's bedroom.

Zhou Yanchen took a shower with his eyes closed. After finishing the shower, he remembered that he had come in without a bath towel.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he could only follow the memory and walk out with his eyes closed.

After bumping and bumping all the way, I finally made it outside.

But he heard a familiar yet unfamiliar scream.

It was familiar because it was the voice he had used for more than twenty years.

Strange because he has never been called that!

He opened his eyes suddenly and saw Xie Congrong at the door, holding a bowl of steaming soup and looking at him dumbfounded.

"You, why don't you wear clothes!" Xie Congrong blushed.

Zhou Yanchen was also embarrassed, but he didn't show it.

He just quickly picked up the bathrobe on the bed and wrapped it around himself, and then asked with a cold face, "Didn't you know you knocked on the door when you came in?"

Xie Congrong closed her eyes tightly, "Why should I go back to my room and knock on the door..."

"Now, this is my room."

Zhou Yanchen said with a cold face, "Before I change, you must play my role well. Don't make any mistakes."

Xie Congrong closed his eyes and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Hmph." Zhou Yanchen took the ginger soup from her hand and took a sip. He suddenly felt a warm current pouring into his limbs, dissipating a lot of the cold air. "Okay, open your eyes."

"Oh."

Xie Congrong carefully opened one eye, and then opened his eyes completely after seeing that Zhou Yanchen had indeed put on his clothes.

She hesitated, raised her right hand and asked, "Well, I have a question."

Her left hand was placed across her chest, and her right elbow rested on the back of her left hand. Her eyes were bright and full of desire.

Zhou Yanchen: **, so pure!

Even if I was wearing his skin, it couldn't cover the clarity of those eyes!

Zhou Yanchen sat down on the sofa, his petite body sinking into the sofa.

His cold eyes were deep, "Say."