Cen Zijin is the son of his uncle's family. He has been living abroad with his uncle and aunt, but he comes back for a short stay every year. He didn't expect to see him. Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment, a little overjoyed: "Brother Zijin, when did you come back?
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She has always had a good relationship with Cen Zijin. In the past, when everyone in the Cen family bullied her, only Cen Zijin would stand up to protect her. Therefore, during the three years she studied in Paris, apart from Meizi, she was the only one who had contact with Cen Zijin.
It's just that at that time, the relationship was like brother and sister, but now, it should be different, right?
"I have been back for a while, but my uncle was not in good health, so he called me back."
"Let you take care of the company?" Cen Zhiqiao was surprised.
Cen Zijin has never been interested in the family business. He immigrated abroad with his parents in his early years and has been engaged in music work. No wonder Cen Zhiqiao was so surprised when he heard that he was asked to come back to manage the company.
But Cen Zijin raised his lips and smiled, reaching out and hitting her on the head: "If you choose a general among lame people, even if I'm not good at business, it's still better than having no one in charge."
What he said made sense. Cen Zhiqiao couldn't help but smile: "Yes, yes, you are the strongest."
As the two of them were talking, Cen Zijin had parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car, and walked to Cen Zhiqiao: "Okay, stop talking here. Let's continue talking when we go home. We brother and sister haven't seen each other for several years.
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Pushing Cen Zhiqiao to go in, Cen Zhiqiao froze: "I still won't go in. You also know that I..."
Since Cen Zijin has returned to China, she must know what happened, that's why she said this.
Cen Zijin smiled: "Silly girl, uncle went to the company today and there is no one at home. Come in and sit down. No matter what, I am your brother."
After saying this, Cen Zhiqiao could no longer refuse. After a slight hesitation, he followed Cen Zijin into the house.
The house was empty. As soon as he walked in, Cen Zijin turned on the air conditioner. He knew that Cen Zhiqiao was most afraid of heat. Although it was already late summer and early autumn, the room was still stuffy.
Sitting on the sofa and returning to Cen's house again, Cen Zhiqiao felt like he was in a dream, a dream from which he could never wake up!
Cen Zijin took out the watermelon from the refrigerator, cut it in half and handed it to Cen Zhiqiao, then handed him a spoon.
"I remember that you liked to eat like this, otherwise you would get it all over your body. I remember one time you were sitting on the second floor window holding half a piece of watermelon, and Youyou hit you with a stone from below. As a result, your hand shook.
Just buckle the entire watermelon rind onto her head. Now think about it, you buckled it so accurately, did you do it on purpose?"
Cen Zijin said something half serious and half joking. Cen Zhiqiao just came back to his senses and immediately pouted.
"Of course it was accidental. Her pebble hit my hand, and I threw it down without catching it. Who would have thought that she would be so unlucky as to be hit by the watermelon rind."
"Ha ha--"
Cen Zijin burst out laughing, feeling a little happy when he mentioned things from his childhood.
Cen Zhiqiao also smiled, but the smile was not bright. The things that made her feel miserable in the past were actually a kind of happiness when she thought about it. At least at that time, she was still Cen Shanfang's daughter, and she didn't even know her own life experience.
The unclear wild child.
As he was talking, there was a sound of an engine stalling outside. As soon as Cen Zhiqiao took a mouthful of watermelon and put it to his mouth, his hand stopped there and looked out the door.
Cen Shanfang walked towards the door step by step with the support of the driver. His steps were a little staggering, and every step he took was extremely slow.
Cen Zhiqiao was a little stunned for a moment. Cen Zhiqiao was not ready to meet him face to face, but it was obviously too late to leave, so he stood up blankly, still holding the half piece of watermelon in his hand, looking straight at
The direction Cen Shanfang entered.
Cen Shanfang was also stunned. Apparently he did not expect Cen Zhiqiao to appear at home. His steps faltered and he stopped there.
"Dad..." Under his gaze, Cen Zhiqiao subconsciously opened his mouth, but as soon as he called her, he stopped at a loss. Is she still qualified to call him that?
"Uncle, you are back."
The two looked at each other quietly, and there was a strange atmosphere in the room. Cen Zijin came to his senses first and said hello with a dry smile.
Only then did Cen Shanfang retract his gaze, nodded slightly towards Cen Zijin, then turned around, and with the help of the driver, went straight to the study, never looking at Cen Zhiqiao again.
"Qiao Qiao--" Cen Zijin called Cen Zhiqiao with some worry, but Cen Zhiqiao seemed not to have heard it, and still looked at the direction Cen Shanfang left. It was not until the figure disappeared from sight that she came back to her senses: "Zi
Brother Jin, I think I’d better leave first.”
It was obvious that Cen Shanfang didn't want to see her at all. If she stayed there, it would only embarrass him and make Cen Shanfang uncomfortable.
Cen Zijin naturally understood that he was a little annoyed that Cen Zhiqiao had fallen into such a situation, so he did not persist and just sent her out the door.
"Get in the car, I'll take you back."
But Cen Zhiqiao shook his head: "No, you can go in, I can leave by myself."
"Qiao Qiao..." Cen Zijin called out worriedly, but in return, Cen Zhiqiao smiled softly: "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
She is not allowed to get into trouble now. She hasn't found out the truth yet and hasn't proven her mother's innocence yet. She will be fine!
When he returned, Gu Nianchen had already arrived home. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he raised his head: "I'm back."
"Yeah." Cen Zhiqiao changed his shoes, put his bag on the cabinet in the entrance, and then walked to Gu Nianchen: "Why are you so early?"
Gu Nianchen just put down the newspaper in his hand: "Of course I have something to say, so I came back to wait for you."
Cen Zhiqiao's heart trembled when she heard that she had something to say. She wondered if there had been too much bad news recently, which made her always frightened.