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33. uncle zhou and i have no tacit understanding

Still that sentence, no matter what, he couldn't die for a brainless man like Zhou Jin.

Zhuo Jingheng took a deep breath, knowing that he could not defy the plot of the novel, but he still had a faint hope, and turned his eyes to Zhou Zhiyu, who was sitting on the side.

He can't take the initiative to change the plot, but the interference of other characters in the novel can help him change his fate, such as the time when Zhou Zero Yu protected him when he first went to the Zhou Group as an intern.

Because of Zhou Zeroyu's intervention, he was not forcibly kicked out of the company by Zhou Jin, and even the series of plots that followed were changed, and he was not punished.

Uncle Zhou, you can say something quickly, as long as you say don't go to participate, I can avoid this Hongmen banquet!"

However, under his earnest gaze, Zhou Zhiyu slowly spoke, but what was said was diametrically opposed to his expectations: "Xiao Heng, the company's annual meeting is indeed quite interesting, and it's not bad for you to go and play."

Zhuo Jingheng: "..."

Uncle Zhou, why don't you have any tacit understanding with me!

Zhuo Jingheng wanted to cry without tears, but he could only be forced to helplessly, nodding and agreeing according to the plot: "Okay, I will go to the annual meeting."

"Great." The smile on Zhou Jin's face became brighter, and he stood up and said, "Since the matter is settled, then I will go to the company first." Father, I went first.

Zhou Zero Yu nodded, "Well, go."

The plan went smoothly, Zhou Jin was very satisfied, and soon left, after he left, Zhuo Jingheng poked the omelette on the plate sullenly, so upset that he couldn't eat.

His hand was suddenly held by a warm hand, the fork was carefully removed, and the chin was also pinched and turned to the right, Zhou Zhiyu looked at him quietly and said softly: "Jin'er is going to get engaged, you are not comfortable in your heart?"

"Of course not!" Zhuo Jingheng shook his head without hesitation, "He is engaged, what does it have to do with me?"

Zhou Zhiyu's eyes were deep, and there was a hidden inquiry: "Then why are you not happy?"

"Because..." Zhuo Jingheng couldn't help but speak.

How should he explain it? He was unhappy because he had to go to a Hongmen banquet? Is it because he already knows that Zhou Jin wants to take revenge on himself, so he wants to avoid it far away?

This kind of statement simply cannot be explained.

Zhuo Jingheng sighed and said sullenly: "Uncle Zhou, you will also participate in the annual meeting, right?"

Seeing that he avoided answering his question, Zhou Zhiyu withdrew the hand that pinched Zhuo Jingheng's chin, put the other hand on his leg, and gently pinched the round and hard sandalwood Buddha bead, so strong that it almost pinched the wooden bead out of the trace.

Sometimes, he really wanted to lock the delicate boy in front of him in a cage that belonged to him alone, so that in those beautiful amber eyes, he could only be left alone...

But no.

He has so many means to suppress people who are enemies of him, whether it is Alpha or Omega, he can be ruthless, but the teenager in front of him is different, even if it just hurts him a little, his heart will ache.

If he could, Zhou Zhiyu very much hoped that the young man he had pampered on the tip of his heart could be carefree and without any troubles, but not this time.

At the annual meeting, Jing Heng must go, and only by seeing Zhou Jin and Lou Hua Yu getting engaged with his own eyes can he really be dead to Zhou Jin.

He didn't really want to force the people he liked like this, nor did he want to be wary of using his son like this, but he really had no other way.

The human heart cannot be fathomed or measured, and he can only do his best to hold what he wants in the palm of his hand.

Zhou Zhiyu inexplicably stopped talking, Zhuo Jingheng was very puzzled, and couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Zhou?" What happened to you?

"Nothing." Zhou Zhiyu came back to his senses and looked at him quietly, "Xiao Heng rest assured, I will also participate in the annual meeting and will accompany you."

"That's good." Zhuo Jingheng breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Zhou Zhiyu's arm and begged, "Uncle Zhou, you must follow me every step of the way!"

Zhou Zhiyu smiled and said, "Good."

With Zhou Zhiyu's personal promise, Zhuo Jingheng had some sense of security again, and he was finally able to eat a few mouthfuls of food.

However, even so, he still ate too little, and Zhou Zhiyu frowned when he saw it, forcing him to eat two more xiaolongbao. Zhuo Jingheng ate it with a bitter face, and always felt a little disgusting, and it took a lot of strength to suppress it, and he didn't let Zhou Zhiyu see it.

As soon as he finished breakfast, the old housekeeper quickly walked into the restaurant and whispered to Zhou Zhiyu: "Sir, there are visitors."

Where are the visitors in the morning? Zhou Zhiyu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Who is it?"

"It's the eldest young master of the Jing family, Wei Shaoting."

Zhuo Jingheng was stunned, and subconsciously looked at Zhou Zhiyu.

The corners of Zhou Zhiyu's lips were slightly hooked, and he said with a smile: "It came quite quickly."

For some reason, Zhuo Jingheng always felt that the smile on Zhou Zhiyu's face was very fake, and his black eyes were cold, like a thin layer of frost and snow.

The old housekeeper was still waiting with his hands tied, Zhou Zhiyu was silent for a while, picked up the tissue on the table and wiped his hands, and said nonchalantly: "Let him in."

The old butler whispered and retreated. Soon, Wei Shaoting walked quickly into the restaurant.

"Big brother!" Zhuo Jingheng happily stood up and called him, "Why are you here?" Don't have to go to work today?

Wei Shaoting stepped forward to support him, looked him up and down, and after confirming that everything was fine with him, his frowning brows relaxed: "I took a leave of absence." Xiao Heng, why can't you even remember your estrus period, when we got the news last night, my father and I were in a hurry."

Discussing his estrus period in front of so many people, Zhuo Jingheng was a little embarrassed, and hung his head embarrassed: "Brother, isn't I okay?" Don't mention it..."

Zhou Zhiyu interjected in time: "You have to remember this lesson, this time there is me, next time if something happens outside, you will feel better."

"Uncle Zhou is right." Wei Shaoting echoed, "You must remember the days well in the future, do you hear that?"

These two people seriously lectured together, it was really stressful, Zhuo Jingheng did not dare to talk back, honestly admitted his mistake: "I know, I will definitely remember it in the future."

Wei Shaoting looked at his pitiful appearance, his heart softened, and he sighed: "Okay, anyway, it's okay." Come home with me, Father is still waiting for you."

Zhou Zhiyu sat on the side and watched, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

He originally wanted to send Xiao Heng home, but he was hit by Wei Shaoting like this, and he saw that he had no chance.

On the day Wei Shaoting returned to China, Father Jing once mentioned that he wanted to match Wei Shaoting and Xiao Heng, but I don't know if he really did it...

His plan may have to be implemented faster, and he can't be preempted by a hairy boy like Wei Shaoting.