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The teacup smashed right at Wu Fenfang's feet. She hesitated for a few seconds, then jumped up, her voice so sharp that it pierced her eardrums, "Zhou Zhixi, what are you doing?"

Zhou Zhixi pointed at Wu Fenfang, her shoulders twitching, "Are you going to send Tongtong to the fortune teller?"

Wu Fenfang was stunned. She didn't expect her to ask about this. She slapped her thighs and said, "Yes, I did that for Tongtong's own good. Haven't you been to every major hospital? There's nothing you can do, right?"

Zhou Zhixi picked up a cup and started smashing it, and smoke was coming out of her head.

She doesn't care about ethics, Tongtong is her life!

"what……"

"Zhou Zhixi, are you crazy?"

Zhou Xiaoli was afraid of being hit, so she stood far away and pointed and cursed.

Wu Fenfang felt sorry for the cups and reached out to stop them, but was afraid of hurting herself.

I feel pain and worry.

The fat old face was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum.

"Zhixi!"

If it weren't for the mature shout, Zhou Zhixi would have smashed everything in the house.

Although Zhou Zhixi is not as reckless as her brother, she is not the kind of person who will easily let anyone off the hook. She said with a red face and thick neck, "If you think of sending Tongtong to the fortune teller again, don't blame me for hitting you next time!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Zhou Zhixi had walked a long way away, but Wu Fenfang was still holding her chest, looking at the debris on the ground, still in shock.

It really scared her to death.

What is this? These two siblings from the Zhou family, one came from the underworld and the other came from the outside. Is there anyone who cares about them?

Wu Fenfang was so angry that she started to criticize Zhou Jianguo again, patting her chest and saying, "If you weren't useless, would I have to do such a plan and do such a thankless job? Do you think I'm born shameless? If you were half as capable as the second brother's family and got a job in a big hospital, would I be lectured by the younger generation at my age?"

At this time, Zhou Xiaoli's husband Fan Heping opened the door from the inner room and walked out. He happened to hear this. He leaned against the door frame and smiled, "But mom, Second Aunt is a professor, what are you?"

After hearing this, Wu Fenfang was stunned and then howled even more miserably, "Oh, I won't live any longer. I am so old and have been trying so hard to help this family, but he doesn't think well of me and I am even despised by my son-in-law."

Zhou Xiaoli frowned, "Heping, stop talking!"

Fan Heping smiled, his fox eyes gleaming with wisdom, "I just want to say that the lid should match the pot, why bother?"

Wu Fenfang wouldn't listen at all and cried for half the night. Zhou Xiaoli accompanied her at first, but later she found that no matter what she said, her mother just kept repeating the same few words.

Zhou Xiaoli yawned continuously, "Mom, just go to bed after you finish crying. I have to go to work tomorrow."

Wu Fenfang cried until she was the only one left.

Zhou Xiaoli had been trying to persuade her for a long time just now, but she wouldn't listen. After a while, she twisted her fat body and went in, soon snoring like thunder.

…………

It was late at night and Zhou Jingmo didn't sleep, but he was not reading a book today.

The fingers were slender, holding a piece of paper with words written on it.

Ji Ning glanced at him.

The man sat steadily, concentrating.

She thought he was looking at the stock market, as she heard that Mr. Zhou had already entered the stock market in the 80s.

However, it is late at night now and it is not suitable to stay up.

It doesn't matter for a normal person like her to stay up late, but for Zhou Jingmo... who knows when he will die.

Thinking of how handsome Zhou Jingmo was today when he stood up for her, Ji Ning yawned, "It's time to go to bed."

"Ah."

"Aren't you asleep yet?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a slight sound. She looked up and saw that the man had put down the paper in his hand. There was a hint of teasing in his eyes behind his glasses. "Are you hinting at me?"

The night was quiet and the only sounds they could hear were each other's breathing and the sound of Ji Ning swallowing.

The look in his eyes was full of the aggression of a man looking at a woman. He swept over her inch by inch, and seemed to linger somewhere longer.

Terrible!

Ji Ning's heart was beating like thunder, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "...I can't sleep with the light on."

"Oh..." he responded meaningfully.

Ji Ning actually felt that there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes?

She patted her hot cheeks.

Stop over-interpreting it!

"Snap" the lights were turned off, and just as Ji Ning's puffy cheeks relaxed slightly, a soft light entered her eyes.

The desk lamp is on.

"..."

Ji Ning lay on the bed, clutching the corner of the quilt, still unwilling to give up. After a moment of thought, "Zhou Jingmo, I had a dream a few days ago. You worked too hard and became ill, so..."

He didn't speak for several seconds, his hands clasped tightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he turned his head and stared at her, interest still in his eyes, "So what?"

“So I became a vegetable.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Ning felt that the way he looked at her was a little strange.

Well, that doesn't sound very friendly.

Zhou Jingmo lazily leaned on the back of his chair, and this time he turned around completely. The breeze of the quiet night slipped in through the window, blowing away the black hair on his forehead, making him look more relaxed. His peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly with a bit of charm, "Mrs. Zhou, you seem to like cursing me very much. Last time I died, and this time I'm a vegetable. What good does this do for you?"

What's wrong with this person who can't tell the difference between good and bad words?

Even if he doesn't know about it, it's mostly because I care about him. What is a curse?

Ji Ning clenched his fists under the quilt and laughed dryly, "Be careful and you will survive. You are so young and handsome, rich and talented, but you died without leaving anything behind for this world. How worthless is that?"

He hesitated for a moment and said shockingly, "Are you suggesting that I want a child?"

"..." In the dead of night, a man and a woman alone hinted at this? She must have nothing better to do than to do this!

Forget it, it’s hard to persuade a damn ghost with kind words.

Ji Ning turned away and stopped thinking about it.

That’s a good thing about being young. Not long after she touched the pillow, her eyelids started to feel heavy.

Unlike the previous business of fishing at sea, now I have to bear the fate of tens of thousands of employees when I open my eyes every day. I am often awake and have trouble sleeping.

In this trance, she fell asleep.

Not long after, someone came in from the side.

Zhou Jingmo stared at the back of the girl who was facing away from him. The girl's neck and part of her shoulders were exposed to the air. Her skin was fair and smooth, and the whiteness was so bright that it was dazzling.

Even though her waist was wrapped in the quilt, it was still sunken.

It reminded Zhou Jingmo of the feeling of his hand that day, so thin and soft, as if it would break if pinched.

What she just said rang in my ears.

She was also the first person who cared about his body rather than how high or far he flew.

Even my parents and sister don't care that much.

The man's eyes suddenly became deep, and he reached out his hand to tuck in the quilt for her.

Not long after, Zhou Jingmo found that she had turned around. The girl's porcelain-white face with a slight pinkness was facing him, and her plump and moist lips were pouting.

Ji Ning's lips are very beautiful, with just the right shade of crimson, and look very soft at first glance.

Her lips were slightly upturned and she was breathing shallowly.