He knew that going to Los Angeles this time was definitely not as simple as explaining, but no matter what, he had to face it all because he was a man.
.......
When the plane arrived at Los Angeles Airport, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
When he got off the plane exhausted, he saw Zong Zhengchen and... He Xiangwan waiting for him at the exit.
"Brother!" Zong Zhenglie waved his hand and walked towards them.
Zong Zhengchen reached for his suitcase and asked with concern, "Are you tired? Come home with me and have a rest! When you wake up, I have something to tell you."
"I'm not sleepy! Just tell me later." Zong Zhenglie's mind is full of things about software. How can he be in the mood to sleep?
"Then let's go home first."
Zong Zhengchen carried his luggage and walked forward. He Xiangwan behind him glanced at Zong Zhenglie, and Zong Zhenglie also looked at her. Neither of them said a word and followed Zong Zhengchen out.
Zong Zhengchen’s residence in Los Angeles is very large, a small European-style bungalow.
Although it is not in a bustling market, transportation and other conveniences are quite convenient.
This is Zong Zhenglie's first time here. During his service, he was unable to go abroad.
"Xiaolie, you can sleep on the second floor. I have asked Xiang Wan to pack it for you. When you put your luggage down, we will go to the study to discuss this matter."
"Okay." Zong Zhenglie nodded and carried his luggage to the room.
I don't know if He Xiangwan was trying to please Zong Zhengchen, or she had a mysophobia originally, but this room was so clean that Zong Zhenglie didn't want to damage it at all.
After putting down his luggage, Zong Zhenglie changed his clothes and put on the sportswear brought by Sheng Xin before going out.
In the study, He Xiangwan was also there.
She was holding a bowl of egg custard and still didn't speak.
Zong Zhengchen took the cup from her hand and put it on the table, "This is what Xiang Wan made. Try it. It's not good to eat hard food just after getting off the plane. Besides, it's very late and it's not easy to digest."
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"I understand, brother." Zong Zhenglie walked over, took a spoon and ate while saying, "Brother, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"Talk about Zhou Chengyu." Zong Zhengchen frowned and glanced at He Xiangwan, "You go out first. I'll chat with Xiaolie. You don't have to wait for me to go to bed."
"Yeah." He Xiangwan nodded and walked out without saying anything else.
Zong Zhenglie looked at her strangely. It wasn't until the door closed that he looked back at his brother, "You and He Xiangwan..."
"It's no longer a secret between us." Zong Zhengchen smiled, "Your focus now is Zhou Chengyu. I will give you an explanation for the matter between Xiang Wan and me in the future."
"Okay." Zong Zhenglie curled his lips, "But don't worry Mom too much, she and Dad are both old."
"Of course I know this." That's why he didn't take He Xiangwan back now.
Zong Zhenglie smiled and the hand holding the spoon froze for a moment, "Brother, you have always been more thoughtful than me."
"You also said, I am your brother." Zong Zhengchen shrugged, took out a piece of paper from under the desk and handed it to Zong Zhenglie, "Here, take a look! This is Zhou Chengyu who I investigated. Although
I lived with him before, but his life experience has always been confusing. Later, I asked someone to investigate him, and from that time on, we didn't have much contact."