Meeting room.

Zhou Yanchen sat on the chair, with slender and distinctive fingers tapping on the table.

Soon, the door opened and someone walked in.

Zhou Xian was wearing the clothes he was taken away that day, with a sloppy beard and scarlet eyes.

A feeling of familiarity.

Compared to Zhou Yanchen, he was extremely embarrassed.

Perhaps he has not accepted his failure so far, nor can he understand why he failed.

Sitting on another chair next to the table, the police officer whispered: "It's only ten minutes, please hurry up."

After saying that, the police officer stepped aside.

Zhou Xian put his hands on the table, looking at Zhou Yanchen, his eyes almost trying to swallow him.

Zhou Yanchen just stared at his fingertips. After a long time, he slowly raised his eyes and met Zhou Xian's gaze.

"What do you want to say?"

The person who asks to meet is the one who has something to say.

From Zhou Yanchen's side, he had no intention of meeting Zhou Xian.

The reason why I agreed to him was because they were all from the Zhou family.

In one night, success was achieved.

Loss is just as easy as winning.

Zhou Xian sneered at himself and grabbed his hair with his hands: "How long have you been laying this game?"

Zhou Yanchen said indifferently: "It's not long."

Zhou Xian gritted his teeth and paused word by word: "My game has been arranged for ten years!"

ten years!

The Lan Shaotang incident was a huge opportunity, and it was also because of this that he was eager to succeed.

In the past ten years, he has never given up collecting Zhou Yanchen's weaknesses.

But why?

He was unwilling to accept his loss!

"I'm not willing! You beat me like this!" Zhou Xian roared, slapped the table and stood up, staring at Zhou Yanchen fiercely.

The police officer behind Zhou Xian frowned and was about to step forward.

Zhou Yanchen crossed Zhou Xian's shoulder and signaled to the policeman.

He turned to Zhou Xian, and he looked at him in a weak tone: "I never treat you as an opponent."

"You, what do you mean?"

"The meaning is very simple. You can never beat me. Why should I treat you as an opponent?"

"Zhou Yanchen!"

Such humiliation is impossible for a man to accept, let alone for ten years, who has been determined to beat him!

"If you know how to satisfy, I don't plan to hand over Zhou to you. This is why, I agree to your return. Zhou Xian, do you think you can come back without me?"

Zhou Xian was stunned.

Sitting on the chair, he stared blankly at Zhou Yanchen.

He thought that he could return to Ancheng by relying on his own abilities.

He thought that this was what he deserved after ten years of hard work.

However, unexpectedly, Zhou Yanchen's few words made his ten years turn into garbage and put them into pieces.

"For me, Zhou is not as important as you imagined. Chang Long has no intention of taking over. Oct. Rui and Zhou Ran are not members of the Zhou family, except me, they are you. I did not tell the old lady about this plan. But Zhou Xian, you disappointed me too much. I also saw that you are not suitable for Zhou."

"Ha! Haha!" Zhou Xian laughed loudly and started laughing wildly.

It turns out that what I had always dreamed of was something that Zhou Yanchen didn't care at all.

Yes, Zhou Yanchen has z, how could he take Zhou seriously?

z, which is what made him fail.

It was a more powerful empire.

He had heard of it, but never expected that Zhou Yanchen was the founder of z.

Zhou Yanchen, how much ability does he have?

After coming out of the meeting room, Fu Mingrui came up and pinched Zhou Yanchen's shoulder.

"How is it? What did you say?"

Zhou Yanchen shook his head and pinched his eyebrows tiredly.

Fu Mingrui and him left the police station. When he got in the car, he hesitated and told him.

"Well, I know you're very upset now, but the old lady is back. Aunt Gui called me just now and said that the old lady knew that Xizi was missing and was angry."

Zhou Yanchen tightly held the steering wheel, and the veins on the back of his hand burst out.

Fu Mingrui shrank his shoulders and looked forward, "Go back, the old lady is waiting for you."

The car started and drove towards the Zhou family.

When Zhou Yanchen appeared, the teacup threw it towards him.

Accompanied by Zhou Yanxi's exclamation, Fu Mingrui quickly pulled Zhou Yanchen.

This man didn't dodge.

The teacup exploded at the feet, and fragments were all over the ground.

Old Mrs. Zhou glared at Zhou Yanchen panting, "Where did you get Xixi? You bullied Xixi again, right? Being alone, why do you disappear if you disappear!"

Zhou Yanxi quickly held Old Mrs. Zhou's arm and comforted her softly: "Mom, don't be excited, listen to Achen's explanation."

Old Mrs. Zhou glanced at her and sat on the sofa.

Zhou Yanchen stepped forward and walked over.

Standing in front of the coffee table, he said in a deep voice: "It's me that's not good, it's me,"

After a pause, he laughed at himself: "It was me who threw her away, it was my fault."

"You!" Old Mrs. Zhou pointed at him, so angry that she couldn't speak for a long time.

After a while, when the old lady's mood calmed down, Zhou Yanxi spoke and asked softly: "Achen, what happened?"

...

On the tatami, it seems that there is still the smell of Moxiran.

Zhou Yanchen and Yi lay on it, holding their arms and closing their eyes.

Lovesickness is everywhere and spreads into disasters.

"Dongdong."

Two knocks on the door were soft.

Someone pushed the door open and came in.

When Zhou Yanxi saw him lying on the tatami, tears suddenly fell.

He quickly turned his head and wiped it, and she walked over.

Squatting in front of the tatami, Zhou Yanxi reached out and patted Zhou Yanchen on the shoulder.

"Are you tired? Why are you sleeping here? Go to bed and sleep."

"Don't go." Zhou Yanchen said in a muffled voice, stubborn as a child.

Rubbing the pillow, he closed his eyes, "It smells like her."

Zhou Yanxi's eyes were sore and she said "yes".

Stand up and leave.

As soon as I turned around, my wrists tightened.

Someone held her.

She didn't dare to move, so she bit her lips and took a lighter breath.

The sound seemed to come from outside the sky, but it made the listeners sad.

"I miss her..."

It turns out that missing someone is like this.
To be continued...