The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 443 Infatuation 11

   Shi Wei was stunned for a second or two: "I was temporarily caught by the boss working overtime and forgot to tell you, and then sent you a WeChat message."

   Zheng Xingzhou is busy with work on weekdays, and the schedule is full until next month. It is rare for her to put down an entire high-level executive or ignore documents for her.

   He separates his work and private life, and has a strong control over the details. When he is the busiest, he does not go home at night and lives directly in the company.

   Shi Wei’s belly slandering about a relationship is like being in a different place.

   He smiled and said bankruptcy, you support me?

   Shi Wei thought for two seconds, and seriously said that you should work hard and be a good person.

   As a result, when I finally freed up time today, something happened to Shi Wei again.

   She hurriedly smoothed his hair, looking at all kinds of snacks randomly placed on the coffee table, she didn't understand how Zheng Xingzhou would like to eat this kind of thing.

   "Go out for dinner or order takeout?" Shi Wei asked.

   "Let's take out." Zheng Xingzhou opened a pack of chocolate and stuffed it into her mouth.

   Shi Wei nodded and ordered two copies on the phone.

  Shi Wei's cooking skills are limited to feeding herself, not poisoning people. If you want to talk about appetite, it is better to spend money on food.

  As for this eldest young master, his ten fingers are not touched by the spring water. The last time he followed Shi Wei into the kitchen, he blasted a hole in the wall of the house, and then looked at the neighbor who was squatting in the toilet next door.

  The two sides fell silent.

   followed.

   "Ah!!! Perverted!!!!!!"

   The neighbor was a man who screamed and called the police, angrily saying that Zheng Xingzhou was a voyeur.

   Shi Wei never imagined that she and Zheng Xingzhou would become famous in the community in such a way.

   Shame.

   In the end, Zheng Xingzhou still spent money to compensate the other party's mental damage and repaired the hole in the kitchen. After the toss, the two of them had been hungry for a day.

   Shi Wei collapsed: "Others are cooking in the kitchen, you are killing yourself!!"

   Zheng Xingzhou's face was not worried. It was probably the first time that he had suffered a miserable death in his life. He said firmly: "This is a problem with the kitchen."

   He stressed: "It's not my problem."

  “…”

   Do you read my letter?

Zheng Xingzhou really doesn't know how to cook. He has never done it before. When he was poor and crazy, he could sleep under the flyover. When I was ten years old.

   Later, when I reached the top, I was very satisfied, and the schedule was so busy that I would not waste time on such trivial things as cooking.

   Now suffering from Waterloo, Zheng Xingzhou deliberately refurbished the kitchen. All the kitchen utensils are the best ones, the ones that are expensive. Of course, no matter how expensive they are, they are decorations.

   The two of them didn't even know how to use it.

   Shi Wei felt that the culprit of all this was Zheng Xingzhou.

   Zheng Xingzhou said more than once that he would invite a nanny to come over to cook and clean, and he was not short of that money anyway, but Shi Wei firmly refused and clenched his fists.

   "Young people must have a fighting spirit, how can they be taken care of by auntie nanny?!"

  "..." Zheng Xingzhou said, "Your fighting spirit is to order takeout."

   "You can also go to the restaurant."

   The two of them had a rough time together, and they had to get used to it slowly.

   In the evening half a month later, the silence was broken by the sudden ringing of the phone, as if it should not have existed.

   "Go back to China next month." Father Zheng said on the phone.

   Zheng Xingzhou was in Shiwei's house, standing in front of the warm and old living room window, looking at this old building area.

  Looking into the distance, it is a continuous stream of lights, lighting up one after another in the night, and then submerged in the hazy by the heavy snow and the night, and the silence shows a bit of the coldness of a winter night for no reason.

   He said: "No time."

   "It's your mother's death day, aren't you coming back?!" Father Zheng's tone increased.

   Zheng Xingzhou's words were still contemptuous: "I said, there is no time."

   This time, there was a long silence on the phone.

  Father Zheng said: "I know that you have always blamed me, but the family is like this, how can there be only one person around, most of them are acting on the scene, the fault is wrong, I should not have married a woman who loved me."

  The fire burned out, the cigarette **** burned to the fingertips, and the last light was on in the dim living room.

   Zheng Xingzhou saw the same night that year through the cold and snowy night outside the window.

   He went abroad at the age of seven and returned at the age of twenty-four.

  Seventeen years in a foreign country alone, crawling and rolling, self-destruction, creating a careerist in the eyes of outsiders.

   But few people know that Zheng Xingzhou was the first seven days of his biological mother when he went abroad. At that time, there was an unborn child in the woman's belly.

   It was also a snowy night. His mother, who was seven months pregnant, pinched his arm and made him stand in front of the door, watching with his own eyes how his father had an affair with a woman outside——

   At the time, I couldn't tell if it was nausea or more fear.

   There was a sound of panting from the door, and two people were seen through the light in the crack of the door.

   "Did you see it?" The mother covered his mouth to prevent him from making a sound, and whispered in Zheng Xingzhou's ear, "This is the end of love."

   "After we become stars, we must marry a woman who neither loves nor loves himself."

   After a few days, she died, bleeding all over the place. The rescue was ineffective, and she died.

  Children of an aristocratic family, before marriage, they were freelancers, engaged in women, and played racing cars.

  Marriage is different, it is a matter of two major families.

   "It's okay, don't come back if you don't want to." Father Zheng let out, "But don't forget, you are my son, you have my blood in your bones, and you are just like me."

   Zheng Xingzhou came back to his senses, the glass window reflected a pair of dark and indifferent eyes, so ruthless that he seemed to be able to tear off a piece of flesh from a person at any time.

   "Think about what I told you before. Miss Wang, I have seen it, you don't need to refuse. The two families meet to discuss the wedding."

   "No need." Zheng Xingzhou threw the cigarette **** into the ashtray and interrupted him very calmly.

"What do you mean?"

   "The person on my account book, you can't interfere."

   "Zheng Xingzhou!" Father Zheng scolded angrily.

   "I've let you play outside for so long, what else do you want! No one is more suitable than her. As long as you marry her, the two families will marry, and no one will be able to shake a single point!"

   The benefits at your fingertips are at your fingertips, huge and tempting.

   "Dad." Zheng Xingzhou said, "I think, you shouldn't want to end up with nothing."

   Father Zheng heard the **** threat from his tone.

  The young man left his hometown at first, but now he is full of wings.

   "You threaten me?!"

   "I won't be like you."

   I am not like you.

   he said again.

  Zheng Xingzhou hung up the phone, his face sank in the shadows, the shimmering light outside the window was reflected in, bright and flickering, the window was covered with beautiful ice flowers, and the night was still cold.

   He opened the window, and cold snowflakes fell from his fingertips, melting in the temperature.

   At this moment, the light suddenly turned on, pouring bright light into the room.

   "Why don't you turn on the lights? I almost thought I was hitting a ghost!"

   When Shiwei came home, she was startled when she saw him, and put the peaches on the cabinet, eager to try.

   "I'm going to make instant noodles with peach flavor in a while, and let you know what a chef is! Oh, by the way, the fruit store downstairs has a discount, but I didn't buy too many things. We'll go out for a walk later..."

   She was chattering endlessly, her eyes were clean, and there was firework on her body. Zheng Xingzhou looked at her and said suddenly and without warning: "Weiwei, get married."

   (end of this chapter)