Chapter 597

Zhou Yu opened the door and snorted coldly, "get out of here. It's really cheap for you to sit in such a good car. You have to change tomorrow. It's too moldy."

Yao Sisi was angry and cried again. She had never seen such a man. She left her on the way and left her on her own.

"Don't cry. I'm not a gentleman. I won't have any sympathy even if you cry in front of me. I feel sick at a glance at you, a cheap woman who destroys people's families. If you dare to call Jinghui, I'll cut your hand. Go away

When Yao Sisi got out of the car, Zhou Yu's car flew away. She looked at the front of the village, not after the shop, tears straight down.

Zhou Yu is right. She is not the life of the young grandmother. She will never compare with Jiang Xinyao, but she can not get it, and she will not let Jiang Xinyao get it.

Zhou Yu is a human spirit. He wandered around outside and went back to avoid being discovered by Zhou Jinghui.

When he got home, a table of people was waiting for him to eat. At that moment, Zhou Yu couldn't help thinking, Jiang Xiaoyao, my uncle really didn't hurt you in vain. For you, he even did things against the principles.

"I'm back. I can have dinner." Zhou Yu cried out, went to Jiang Xinyao, a snot and tears, said, "niece, you still love my brother-in-law. I was at home before, but no one was waiting for me to have dinner."

Jiang Xinyao some embarrassed rubbed the eyebrow heart, light said, "uncle, in fact, we have eaten, you are left."

"What?" Zhou Yu roared, "one by one, I'm the guest of this family."

"Don't be excited, brother-in-law. I've left food and vegetables for you, and I've kept a lot of them. I'm sure it will be enough for you to eat."

When Jiang Xinyao finished the meal, Zhou Yu was a little happy.

Jiang Xinyao accompanies Zhou Yu to dinner in the dining room, while Zhou Jinghui accompanies ding ding ding to play puzzles in the living room.

Zhou Yu couldn't help pointing to the direction of the living room and said with a smile, "you see, is this scene beautiful, like a father and son?"

Jiang Xinyao lightly looked at, did not speak.

Zhou Yu would say this because he didn't see Ding Ding Ding and Gu Yiyang get along with each other. She always felt very sad when she looked at the two similar faces.

"Girl, just stop when you're good. Sometimes a man needs to kill his spirit, but he can't just make trouble and affect his feelings. Today, you can see that Jing Hui asked Yao Sisi to bring a male secretary back to take care of your feelings. In fact, Yao Sisi is not alone in reporting work. He has such a heart. You can't see other small things with him. "

"Eat vegetables, uncle."

"You always change the subject." Zhou Yu hit her on the forehead, "I don't think Jinghui is a perfect man. You see, he quarrels with you, and he doesn't get angry. How happy they are. Let him move back to his bedroom in the evening. Don't go on and on

"Uncle, don't worry about so much. We are very complicated and can't be described in a few words."

"You think it's complicated." Zhou Yu spat at her and said, "you've beaten him like this. Isn't your anger gone?"

Jiang Xinyao rubbed her eyebrows and didn't want to continue this topic.

After dinner, Zhou Yu went to the living room to play with them for a while. He said to Jiang Xinyao, "Xinyao, you come here to fight together. There are many people and great strength."

Ding Ding is also shouting, "yes, mom, come and play with us."

"You play, mom is a little tired, go up to have a rest first."

Jiang Xinyao is really tired, can not say is physically tired, or heart tired.

After Jiang Xinyao went upstairs, Zhou Yu rammed Zhou Jinghui's arm. "Why don't you go and have a look? The girl's face didn't look very good just now. Did you catch a cold last night?"

Zhou Jinghui didn't move, and he put together the puzzle.

Zhou Yu did not feel tired. I tried to persuade Zhou Jinghui here and Jiang Xinyao over there. I don't know how much they said. They were still so stubborn. The two people's temperaments were too similar, but they also suffered losses, and did not complement each other at all.

Zhou Yu also felt tired. If two people didn't mean to make up, no matter how much he said was useless.

Jiang Xinyao took a bath and lay in bed, tired but unable to sleep.

Many times, she comforts herself that Zhou Jinghui doesn't love Yao Sisi, Zhou Jinghui doesn't love Li Xinran, but she can't cheat herself.

She has no idea whether Zhou Jinghui loves her or not. Or from the beginning to the end of that feeling, is not love.

They have lost each other, but they have learned to cherish each other, but in the end they have lived like this.

She tried, but now she felt exhausted.

At the moment, Zhou Jinghui is reading documents in his study. A large stack of documents are on the desk, half of which have been read. I didn't sleep last night and I don't feel like sleeping today.

As long as you lie in bed, as long as you close your eyes, your mind is full of her.

He used to think that when he got married, he could hold her to sleep every day. These days of marriage, when he opened his eyes, he could see her small body curled up in his arms. He had a kind of unreal feeling. Every morning he wakes up and kisses her. Only in this way can he feel that all this is not a dream.He put down his pen and leaned lazily on the chair. His eyelids were fighting, but he was too stubborn to go back to the guest room or lie on the empty bed alone.

In the middle of the night, he heard the sound coming from the next bedroom. He followed him downstairs and saw the girl pouring a glass of water.

Jiang Xinyao turned to see Zhou Jinghui. The water cup in her hand almost didn't take me. Subconsciously, she asked, "so late, where are you going?"

Zhou Jinghui raised the key in his hand and said faintly, "go out and breathe."

It's like ice in the legend. Jiang Xinyao shook her head and went straight back to the room.

Jiang Xinyao and Zhou Jinghui passed a week without salt and salt. This week, Yao Sisi almost every other day would send documents to Zhou Jinghui for review and report work. Of course, he would bring the male secretary with him every time. Every time I enter the study, I talk about it for a long time.

After a week's recovery, the scar on Zhou Jinghui's face is almost good. No one will misunderstand him if he goes out again.

Zhou Yu ate and drank here every day, thinking about how to make them reconcile, but they were so stubborn that neither of them wanted to step back. If we go on like this, our feelings will gradually fade down. However, if he was worried, what else could he do? It was difficult to grasp their hands and let them hold hands.

In his opinion, men always have to compromise first and admit their mistakes first, but Zhou Jinghui is not willing to take this step after death.

They live under the same roof and eat at the same table, but they have no communication with each other.

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