Rich old man said he likes me

Li Qiu watched Zhou Geng run past, she stood for a while, then turned and went into the living room.

The people from the Zhou family in the living room dispersed after waiting for a while. Zhou Cheng was still sitting there not knowing what he was thinking. After seeing Li Qiu, he stood up and walked inside.

Li Qiu lowered his head and was busy in the living room for a while, until he heard a cough, then turned from the living room to the inner room.

"Thank you for your hard work tonight." Zhou Cheng also looked at Li Qiu and said.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Li Qiu shook his head, then looked at Zhou Cheng and said, "I bumped into Zhou Geng just now, and his face was ugly. Did you say something to him again?"

"The complexion is ugly?" Zhou Cheng also heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and asked Li Qiu to explain the detailed process of seeing Zhou Geng's complexion carefully.

"What's the matter? Are you worried that Zhou Geng is like Miss Lin Jia?" Li Qiu looked at Zhou Cheng in confusion and asked.

Zhou Cheng also looked at Li Qiu and smiled, and said, "Yes, I've always been worried that my nephew would inherit his mother's strange disease of being too irritated."

"Ah?" Seeing Zhou Cheng still like this, Li Qiu inexplicably shuddered, thinking of the conflict between Zhou Fangdong and Zhou Geng tonight.

"You don't have to worry, he is my nephew after all, I won't be cruel to him, I just teach him a little lesson as an elder." Zhou Cheng smiled and embraced Li Qiu.

And Zhou Geng here had just stabilized his breathing, so he called Song Jingheng.

"What's wrong? I'm not home yet." Song Jingheng asked with a smile.

"My illness, when did I get sick?" Zhou Geng asked with a bad expression.

"What's the matter?" Song Jingheng heard him ask this, and hurriedly parked the car aside.

Zhou Geng held his breath, and slowly talked to Song Jingheng. From Zhou Fangdong's provocation to Zhou's family besieging him, he suddenly felt short of breath and couldn't control his anxiety.

"This..." Song Jingheng was speechless.

"Can you help me contact the doctor now?" Zhou Geng didn't want to be stuck with this disease for the rest of his life.

Song Jingheng pondered for a while, and said: "But, at this time, the doctor hasn't finished researching on this disease."

Zhou Geng's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he said anxiously, "Then what should we do? It won't be too late this time, right?"

"No, it's just because you know about the disease now that it has a greater psychological impact." Song Jingheng hurriedly comforted Zhou Geng and said, "Believe me, you will never get sick now. Normal people will be like you when they are provoked." Such a reaction."

Zhou Geng calmed down for a while, feeling that the uncomfortable energy just now had completely subsided.

"Perhaps you are right. I may be too scared in my heart. I am completely recovered now." Zhou Geng said to Song Jingheng.

"Well, I remember that he almost finished it two years later. It's better if you try to keep calm and relax your mind." Song Jingheng said warmly to Zhou Geng.

"I see." Zhou Geng chatted with Song Jingheng for a while, and after confirming that he was not uncomfortable, he hung up the phone.

But when it came time to sleep, he still had nightmares.

He fell ill, Song Jingheng couldn't help crying, and everyone in the Zhou family was smiling at him, especially Zhou Cheng, who smiled and took money from him.

Zhou Geng cursed, then woke up.

"Zhou Geng, are you awake?" Li Qiu's voice came from outside.

"Not yet, what's the matter with you?" Zhou Geng tidied up, and when he walked out, he saw Li Qiu standing there with red eyes.

"It was your grandfather who came to you and said he wanted to discuss going to school." Li Qiu turned and left after speaking.

Zhou Geng nodded, and when he finished packing and returned to the dining room, he saw Zhou Chang whispering something to Li Qiu.

"You're here." Zhou Chang glanced at Zhou Geng, pointed him to sit down, and said, "I heard from your second uncle that you're not going abroad again? Why do you think it's time to go out?"

"Well, young people have a lot of ideas and are easy to change, but this is all done by myself, and it has nothing to do with my second uncle." Zhou Geng sat down and said: "If the second uncle finds it annoying, just leave it alone." I'm sick, I don't eat much by myself, don't bother them."

"What are you talking about? As long as you are a child of the Zhou family, you shouldn't have such thoughts. Young people still have to make progress." Zhou Chang said calmly.

Zhou Geng paused for a moment, then said: "I found Teacher Wang, have you heard of it?"

"Wang Kong?" Zhou Chang said when he heard it.

"Well, it's him. I spent some money and followed him to school to learn calligraphy and painting appreciation and cultivate my temperament." Zhou Geng nodded and said.

"He is pretty good, and you are capable if you can find him." Zhou Chang then said some words of praise to Mr. Wang to Zhou Geng.

"Well, school will start in a few days. I want to live on campus and develop a relationship with my classmates." Zhou Geng continued.

After he finished speaking, Zhou Chang's complexion became lighter, and he said, "I know you're not used to living at home, and I won't force you, but it's better to come back after school on weekends."

"I know this." Zhou Geng talked to Zhou Chang for a while, and Zhou Cheng brought Zhou Fangdong along.

When Zhou Fangdong saw Zhou Geng, his eyes were vicious.

"Fang Dong, what happened to your face?" Zhou Chang asked in surprise.

Zhou Fangdong just opened his mouth to say something, but Zhou Cheng has already said first: "I accidentally hit it while riding a bicycle, I was not careful."

"Be careful." Zhou Chang said, and began to eat.

After dinner, Zhou Chang told Zhou Cheng that Zhou Geng had found Mr. Wang,

"Mr. Wang is not bad, you can go over and say a few words when you have time, don't make our Zhou family impolite." Zhou Chang said to Zhou Chenghuan.

"I see, Dad." Zhou Cheng nodded, but didn't say much.

Zhou Geng sat there without speaking, but he could feel that Zhou Cheng was still examining him, as if he was going to pounce on him at any moment.

"I'm full, Grandpa." Zhou Geng decided to leave here, he told Zhou Chang, stood up and left.

As soon as Zhou Geng went out, Zhou Fangdong chased him out.

"You wait for me!" Zhou Fangdong left with a harsh word.

Zhou Geng didn't care about these, instead he picked up his phone and looked at it. It was Song Jingheng who sent him a message: "I'm preparing for the Song family's retirement meeting tomorrow, do you want to come and have a look?"

Zhou Geng picked it up and called Song Jingheng.

"Hello? Are you still uncomfortable?" Song Jingheng asked with concern.

"No, it's not uncomfortable, I'll go find you." Zhou Geng said.

"Come on, come here, I'll help you fix it." Song Jingheng said with a smile.

Zhou Geng became more energetic when he heard this, and went to find Song Jingheng by car. Song Jingheng is now living in a luxurious hotel, and when he heard Zhou Geng coming, he was led in.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Geng saw a luxurious and huge room, a group of people were sitting as if they were discussing in an office, and there were also clothes and even a place for hairdos.

And Song Jingheng was in the middle, sitting next to a small table, wearing a pure white shirt, with clips on his hair, talking to someone.

"President Song." The man who led Zhou Geng came to him and called out.

After Song Jingheng saw Zhou Geng, he immediately stood up and said with a smile, "Come here."

"Who is this?" The two people sitting with Song Jingheng stood up.

"Zhou Geng." Zhou Geng didn't want to embarrass Song Jingheng, so he said his name directly.

"Hello." The two glanced at Song Jingheng and left with their things.

"Are you planning to become a star?" Zhou Geng looked around and found that Song Jingheng's ostentation was not small.

"You told me that I am handsome, so you should make full use of this and develop your influence." After finishing speaking, Song Jingheng stretched out his hand and moved closer to Zhou Geng.

Zhou Geng smelled it, smiled, and said, "It smells good."

"Of course it smells good, you like it." Song Jingheng looked at Zhou Geng and said, "In order to find out the fragrance you like, you brought many masters to study together."

"Then I'm awesome." Zhou Geng leaned over and smelled it again, and he liked the faint and clear fragrance even more when he got closer.

"Okay, let's talk about this when we're done." Song Jingheng blushed.

"What? Did it remind you of something unscrupulous?" Zhou Geng asked with a smile.

Song Jingheng scolded a pervert, stood up by himself, and went to try on clothes.

Zhou Geng looked at Song Jingheng standing there. He usually knows how to dress well, but in the hands of these professional people, Song Jingheng looked even more dazzling and handsome.

Zhou Geng only felt that Song Jingheng was worthy of a crown now.

"Crown?" Song Jingheng looked at Zhou Geng strangely when he heard this word.

"What?" Zhou Geng looked at Song Jingheng in disbelief, and asked, "I made you wear a crown?"

Song Jingheng looked at Zhou Geng, and the person next to him came to ask Song Jingheng again with the design drawing.

Watching Song Jingheng take the opportunity to escape, Zhou Geng gritted his teeth and his eyes darkened.

Song Jingheng was busy for almost a whole day, and in the middle, he sent a chef over to cook. Zhou Geng and Song Jingheng ate in the room.

"I have to adjust this suit again, don't tease me, you." Song Jingheng said solemnly and somewhat threateningly.

"Think too much." Although Zhou Geng said this, his eyes had already begun to eat.

Song Jingheng blushed after eating a meal, and said early on that he was full and wanted to run away.

"Don't bother you, eat more, you will be busy later." Zhou Geng became serious again at this time.

Song Jingheng glanced at Zhou Geng, as if afraid of his attack, he hesitated to take a bite.

"Eat." Zhou Geng said with a frown.

Song Jingheng himself laughed and said, "It's all your fault, you made me suspicious."

Zhou Geng didn't say anything more, and waited for the two of them to finish their meal. Someone outside came to talk to Song Jingheng: "Boss, there is a small problem outside. You may have to wait for two hours before proceeding."

"Two hours?" Song Jingheng glanced at Zhou Geng quickly after speaking, and a meaningful smile appeared on Zhou Geng's face.