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"No …." "Nothing." Wei Zhenyin subconsciously covered her face before realizing that her cheeks were burning hot.

"Grandfather will let us go back tonight and say that we will stay in the old mansion for the night."

"Tonight? "Why are you in such a hurry?!" She wasn't ready for anything yet.

Zhou Yuanzun turned around and glanced at her: "What?"

"I... That is to say, it's too fast. I haven't even prepared a present for your grandfather yet. "

"It's also your grandfather," Zhou Yuanzun corrected her. "I've already sent people to buy everything, and also the clothes you're wearing. The assistant will send them over later."

Hearing the word "assistant", Wei Zhenyin suddenly had a bad premonition. Sure enough, in a flash, the doorbell rang and Wei Zhenyin went to open the door. Han Keping was standing right at the door.

Han Keping's expression became even colder and worse after not seeing her for a few days. Through the gap in the door, she caught sight of Zhou Yuanzun's shadow and couldn't help but frown.

"This is clothes, this is a gift for the Old Master."

Receiving the thing in her hand, Wei Zhenyin politely said, "Korean Assistant, would you like to come in to take a seat?"

Han Keping's face became even uglier, like deep ice in an artificial lake, she only said "no need" coldly and turned to leave quickly.

Closing the door, Wei Zhenyin smiled insincerely at Zhou Yuanzun while holding onto the seemingly weightless clothes: "Your thoughts are really thoughtful."

Outside the window, the snow was freezing cold. This kind of cloth could only barely cover his body.

"Can't you be more thoughtful?" Zhou Yuanzun acted as if he did not hear the unhappiness in her words, he had already taken off his clothes, and revealed the standard eight pieces of chocolate abs on his abdomen.

Wei Zhenyin immediately covered her eyes. The paper bag fell out from her hands and fell to the ground, revealing the pure white evening gown.

Zhou Yuanzun looked at her comically when he heard the commotion, then turned and went upstairs to take a bath without saying a word.

Only after hearing the footsteps grow further away did Wei Zhenyin finally let go of her hands and bent over to pick up the small clothes on the ground.

It's a rather conservative style. The circular collar is designed to fall to the elbows, and the long skirt drags onto the ground like a fish's tail. Wei Zhenyin looked back and forth a few times, and felt that wearing this kind of clothes out in this kind of weather is really too vicious to herself.

Zhou Yuanzun quickly finished his shower and went downstairs. He had already changed into a black casual windbreaker, compared to his usual suit and shoes, it had lost a bit of shrewdness and gained a touch of gentleness.

It was clearly such ordinary clothes, but when it was worn on his body, it gave off a noble and serene feeling. He was handsome yet ordinary.

Seeing Wei Zhenyin sitting on the sofa and not moving, Zhou Yuanzun could not help but frown: "Why aren't you changing?"

Grandpa doesn't like people being late.

Wei Zhenyin slowly lifted the clothes, and asked pitifully: "Are you really going to wear this?"

"Of course." raised his thick eyebrows and his expression turned slightly cold: "There's a heater in the car, it won't be cold."

"Of course you're not cold …" Wei Zhenyin muttered softly. In the end, like she had bravely accepted her fate, she took that piece of clothes and went inside the house to change.

In fact, early on, Wei Zhenyin had more or less heard some rumors regarding the Zhou Family. She heard that Zhou Yuanzun's grandfather was suffering from senile dementia, and that sometimes were good and sometimes were bad.

He was also Zhou Yuanzun's father when he was young. When he was young, he was a lieutenant general, and after he had taken over the business of the family, it had always been him taking care of the Zhou's before he gave it to Zhou Yuanzun.

As for Zhou Yuanzun's second uncle, Zhou Shunlin, she had never heard of him. She only knew that he was childless, and that he had adopted a son, Zhou Dewen, who had attended her wedding with Zhou Yuanzun that day.

The Zhou Mansion was located far away from the city center of Taiping Mountain. It was said that manors and villas were being built there recently. Every inch of land was being sold at a price of six digits per square meter.

Wei Zhenyin felt her heart ache just thinking about it.

The extended Lincoln slowly drove into the Taiping Mountains. An extremely large manor appeared in their line of sight. The car parked within the manor. On the green grass, the statue of Venus stood amidst the flowers and trees with a gentle expression. Not far away, there was a large field of Bloody La Mei growing. The wind blew past and the petals fell gently, making Wei Zhenyin feel like it was spring.

Didn't they say to bring her back to the Zhou Mansion? What are you doing here?

"We're here, get off." Zhou Yuanzun opened the car door and stepped out.

The steward, who had been waiting respectfully for a long time, opened the carriage door for Wei Zhenyin, and respectfully said: "Young Madam."

As the cold wind blew in, Wei Zhenyin regained her senses as she looked at the gigantic manor in front of her.

This was the Zhou family!

In her heart, she silently converted such a large piece of land into money. She couldn't help but be speechless.

If not for the capitalist corruption, how many people had built it with the cream of the populace!

Seeing that she was still in a daze, Zhou Yuanzun walked over and held her hands. Her hands were cold, Zhou Yuanzun could not help but frown, and pulled her closer to him.

"It's windy here, come in."

The temperature was close to zero and the cold northwest wind was churning like waves at high tide, leaving Wei Zhenyin with no choice but to stick close to Zhou Yuanzun.

She raised her head and glared fiercely at him, thinking that he must have done it on purpose. He clearly knew that it was cold today, yet he still wanted to make her wear such thin clothes.

How could an old man pay so much attention to clothes?

Bastard Zhou Yuanzun, evil capitalist, exploiter.

Wei Zhenyin did not know how many times he scolded the man beside him silently, but he still pretended to not know where she got her anger from.

When he finally entered the house, a warm, spring-like smell wafted into his nose, along with the biting fragrance of the plum blossoms floating in the air.

Several servants were walking back and forth in the large living room, holding colored porcelain bottles with three sprouts stuck in them.

Just as he steadied herself, Wei Zhenyin heard an energetic voice from behind the sofa: "Quickly arrange these plum blossoms. That stinking brat Ah Zun is about to bring his wife back soon."

The tone was filled with pride.

Zhou Yuanzun's lips curled up as he released her hand and walked towards the back of the sofa.

"Grandfather, you still like to mess around."

"Aiyo!" "You stinking brat, why did you come back so quickly? My flowers haven't been set up yet!" Zhou Qianweng used his walking stick to knock on Zhou Yuanzun's back, but he was not willing to do it.

Zhou Yuanzun turned and looked at Wei Zhenyin with affection: "Ah Yin, come and greet grandfather."

Wei Zhenyin got goosebumps all over her body, it was truly a pity that Zhou Yuanzun was not an actor.

She forced herself not to feel well, walked over to Zhou Qianweng in a gentle and dignified manner, and greeted him, "Hello, grandfather. I am Wei Zhenyin." After saying that, she smiled sweetly and passed the gift to him with both hands. "This is the first time I'm seeing grandpa. It's just a small token of my appreciation."

In order to match this outfit, she had intentionally tied her hair behind her head before coming here, making her look clean and refreshing.

Zhou Qianweng could not help but grin at her: "My grandson's wife is so beautiful! Hurry and sit by your grandfather's side. "

Wei Zhenyin heard that Grandpa Zhou was suffering from senile dementia, but she didn't expect that he was in a good mental state. His eyes were bright to the point that he didn't seem to be in his eighties.

He had a very kind aura, Wei Zhenyin sat on him obediently.

Just as she sat down, the sound of fabric tearing sounded out in the air. Wei Zhenyin looked down and saw that every line of her skirt had been ripped apart.

Thinking about Han Keping's expression before she left that had deep meanings, Wei Zhenyin could already guess that it was her with her pinky.

She had failed to frame him with a bell last time, and now she was thinking of using this method to humiliate him.

A large part of his fair skin was exposed to the air, giving off a cool feeling. Wei Zhenyin gritted her teeth, wishing she could find a hole to hide in.

Zhou Qianweng pretended not to see, and looked at Zhou Yuanzun as if nothing had happened: "You stinking brat, when you go out you only dress my grandson's wife this little, what if you freeze to death? Get your coat on her! "

Zhou Yuanzun understood and immediately took off his jacket and draped it over Wei Zhenyin's body. Wei Zhenyin's expression relaxed a little, feeling more and more familiar with Grandfather Zhou.

The more Zhou Qianweng looked at his wife, the more he felt that she was very obedient and sensible. In his eyes, there was a look of unconcealable joy.

"That stinking brat's eyes are finally on the right track, finding such a beautiful person. He's much more good-looking than the others from before." Grandpa Zhou sold out his grandson proudly.

"Oh?" Wei Zhenyin's tone rose as she raised her eyes to look at Zhou Yuanzun, "It seems like he has often brought young miss back home."

Zhou Yuanzun laughed bitterly: "Grandfather, when have I ever brought young miss back before?"

"No, you're the first." Grandfather Zhou said to Wei Zhenyin.

Wei Zhenyin raised her eyebrow, and said softly: "Looks like Young Noble Zhou's love history is quite rich."

Zhou Yuanzun was about to say something, but Grandpa Zhou interrupted him first: "Girl, has Ah Zun, that stinking brat, done anything bad to you? Did you get bullied? "

Wei Zhenyin pursed her lips, swept a glance at Zhou Yuanzun from the corner of her eyes, then shook her head and answered honestly: "No."

Zhou Yuanzun had been very regular with her, not only did he not touch her, he did not do anything to her after knowing her identity.

Sometimes, she would even think that she had really misjudged Zhou Yuanzun.

"That's good, little girl, if Ah Zun dares to bully you, come back and tell grandpa, grandpa will help you take care of him!" Zhou Qianweng's tiger-like face relaxed when facing Wei Zhenyin.

Wei Zhenyin smiled until her eyebrows curved and two beautiful dimples appeared on her cheeks, "Okay, if he dares to bully me, he will definitely tell Grandfather."

Zhou Yuanzun looked at the two of them in harmony, and an unnoticeable warmth appeared in his eyes.

Wei Zhenyin and Grandpa Zhou got along quite well. She had thought that Grandpa Zhou would have a difficult time getting along with her or his temper was weird, but contrary to her expectations, Grandpa Zhou treated people very warmly, and he remembered things very clearly.

So the rumor was just a rumor after all.

In the blink of an eye, it was already dinner time, but Zhou Yuanzun's father, Zhou Zhengguang, and his second uncle had not seen him for a long time.

Dinner was only eaten together with her, Zhou Yuanzun and Grandpa Zhou. The dishes were very sumptuous, but Wei Zhenyin was filled with doubts but had no appetite, and these doubts continued until the end of dinner.