The sky-high price of pet marriage: the rich and the little sweetheart

Chapter 1702 No one cares about you if you call your throat broken

"Sister Sisi, actually there is another reason for me to come back this time. My dad forced me to go on a blind date. The girl is a girl from the Morgan family. If the marriage is successful, I will be in charge of the business of the Morgan family and my family. There will be no more It's time for free reign," Qin Mufeng said slowly.

Zhou Sisi did not expect Qin Mufeng to face such a problem, "Mufeng, how is that girl?".

"She's fine, we're classmates, but I...I mean, I've thought about it and decided to go back and marry her!" Qin Mufeng looked at Zhou Sisi and forced a smile.

Zhou Sisi knew the meaning of what Qin Mufeng didn't say, but he really never thought about having another relationship with Qin Mufeng, and now that Zhou Yan was still there, "Mufeng, you and her will be happy."

"Thank you, Sister Sisi." Qin Mufeng glanced at his watch, "The plane is about to take off in four hours, I have to go."

"So soon?" Zhou Sisi just asked, but immediately realized that since the matter had already happened, it would be better to leave earlier.

Zhou Yi stepped forward and patted Qin Mufeng's shoulder, "Xiaofeng, you must come back when you have time."

"I will, Brother Zhou Yi! I have to go now." Then Qin Mufeng turned to Zhou Sisi, "Sister Sisi, if you get married, you must notify me!".

Zhou Sisi nodded, "Definitely!".

"Then I'm leaving, I've already found a car, don't send me off, I'm afraid I'll miss you, goodbye" Qin Mufeng didn't hesitate at all, waved his hand and turned around to get into a Mercedes-Benz parked outside the door.

"Sisi, Mufeng him?" Zhou Yi could feel a subtle awkward atmosphere between his sister and Qin Mufeng, so he couldn't help asking.

Zhou Sisi shook his head, looked at the oil painting Qin Mufeng painted for himself and said, "It's nothing, brother, where should we hang it?".

Knowing that my sister didn't want to say more, Zhou Yi didn't ask any more, "Let's put him here first, and let someone hang it in your room later."

It was noon soon, and Zhou Yi was about to have the painting hung up before lunch. Just as the two servants lifted up the drawing board under Zhou Sisi's command, Zhou Yan walked into the door and saw the portrait right in front of him. , A faint light shot out of his eyes instantly, "Where did this come from?".

Zhou Sisi did not expect Zhou Yan to appear at this time.

Zhou Yi didn't know what happened to the two before, so he smiled and explained the origin of this painting.

Zhou Sisi ran back to her room in a hurry while her brother was explaining.

Closed the door of the room tightly, Zhou Sisi patted his chest, trying to calm his shortness of breath.

It's over, it's over, this time it's dead, it's fine if you get caught once, I didn't expect there will be a second time...

Her judgment was not wrong. Zhou Yan looked at Qin Mufeng's painting carefully, and the aura around him became more and more cold.

Seeing his younger sister's performance, Zhou Yi took a closer look at Zhou Yan's appearance. He couldn't help being a little funny, and then explained to Zhou Yan everything that happened since he met Qin Mufeng until today.

After listening, Zhou Yan nodded to Zhou Yi, "So that's the case, I understand."

Then Zhou Yan walked up the stairs and stood silently in front of Zhou Sisi's room.

Sitting on the bed with her pillow in her arms, Zhou Sisi waited for a long time without hearing the expected knock on the door, so she walked slowly to the door, put her ear on the door and listened carefully to the sound outside.

It seemed that there was no one there...Zhou Sisi listened for a long time, but there was no sound at all, and then slowly opened the door to check the situation, but he didn't expect to feel numb all over just after opening a crack.

Zhou Yan was still standing at the door, staring at Zhou Sisi closely.

"Zhou Yan" Since the door was opened, there was no need to close it again, she called Zhou Yan's name.

Zhou Yan didn't respond, but took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Prepare a meal for two at noon".

Zhou Sisi was wondering who Zhou Yan was calling, but he squeezed into the room at once.

"You, calm down...Second brother is still here...I'm calling for help." Zhou Sisi hugged the pillow tightly and said tremblingly.

There was a wicked smile on the corner of Zhou Yan's mouth, "You can shout, no one will come to save you if you shout out your throat."

Then Zhou Yan bent down, directly hugged Zhou Sisi, walked out of the room and down the stairs.

"Brother, help!" Zhou Sisi yelled indiscriminately.

Zhou Yi, who was watching a play downstairs, saw his younger sister looking at him for help, but shook his head helplessly, looking at Zhou Sisi gloatingly, but didn't step forward to hold Zhou Yan.

This is a pair of Huanxi lovers, Zhou Yi silently made a definition in his heart.

Being carried out of the gate by Zhou Yan and stuffed into the Lamborghini parked at the gate, Zhou Sisi was still blaming his second brother for not helping him, and then angrily shouted at Zhou Yan next to him, "What are you doing?".

"Take you home." Zhou Yan looked up at the Qin family's house and responded.

"Ah?" Zhou Sisi was a little puzzled, as if a bandit on the mountain robbed Mrs. Yazhai.

But following Zhou Yan's eyes, Zhou Sisi immediately understood, and couldn't help being speechless.

After arguing for a long time, I became jealous again... I went to Qin's house once with Qin Mufeng, and today I want to get myself to Zhou Yan's house...

Zhou Sisi stared at Zhou Yan who was driving without blinking, and felt that under his stern appearance was a villain squatting in a corner and drawing circles, thinking of this, Zhou Sisi couldn't help laughing out loud .

Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows, not understanding what happened to Zhou Sisi, normally she should be too scared to speak, and asked, "What are you laughing at?".

Zhou Sisi made a face at him, "I won't tell you, hum."

The car soon arrived at Zhou Yan's house. Zhou Yan grabbed Zhou Sisi's hand strongly and led her into the gate.

"Master, you are back, lunch is ready," a man who looked like a butler stepped forward and said.

Zhou Yan nodded, and brought Zhou Sisi into the dining room, but the things on the dining table surprised Zhou Sisi a bit.

It's not fancy at all, no lobster, no steak, no sea cucumber and abalone, all home-cooked dishes like kung pao chicken, seafood pimple soup, and these dishes were often cooked for Zhou Sisi by her grandmother when she was a child.

"Did you arrange someone to do this?" Zhou Sisi asked in surprise after sitting at the dining table.

Zhou Yan didn't answer, but the housekeeper who was arranging the tableware for the two said with a smile, "Miss Sisi, as long as the young master is at home, he will arrange for people to make these things for many years."

Zhou Sisi was even more surprised, was it all such a coincidence?I must figure it out later.

Picking up the chopsticks and tasting a couple of mouthfuls, Zhou Sisi seemed to recall those tastes when she was a child, because the dishes made in even the most upscale hotels must be different from those at home.

(End of this chapter)