Zhou Ting still said casually: "Xiaojue, my dad wants to invite you to my house for a casual meal tomorrow night."
Huang Xiaojue was slightly surprised and did not answer for a while.
Zhou Ting explained: "I have been to your house for dinner several times, and your mother is also very enthusiastic about me. You see, she even gave me such a good gift..."
She shook the jade bracelet on her wrist.
"Zhou Ting, are you still wearing it? This old bracelet is not of high quality and the color is not good. It's better not to wear it. My mother is the only one who can give such a shabby gift. It's not shameful."
"What are you talking about? I like this bracelet very much. Xiaojue, as a courtesy, my dad will treat you to dinner tomorrow night."
Huang Xiaojue has never visited the Zhou family's house.
Zhou Ting is now trying her best to invite him. It's neither a refusal nor an agreement. He hesitates a little, but calmly says: "Zhou Ting, why don't you use this? To be honest, I am most afraid of eating at other people's homes. I am even more afraid of the majestic parents."
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Zhou Ting laughed loudly: "Xiaojue, are you sometimes afraid? Don't be afraid, my dad is definitely not a scourge. In fact, he values young people very much and is very approachable in private."
Huang Xiaojue also laughed: "Then I would rather be respectful than obey."
Zhou Ting blinked: "Thank you for giving me face."
"What are you talking about? I am clearly trembling before the Holy One."
Zhou Ting said casually at this time: "I recently saw the news about Yan Xixi in the circle of friends. She is having a really wonderful life. Look at this photo, I will send it to you..."
Huang Xiaojue took out his mobile phone.
It's a photo of Yan Xixi and Li Zhen.
"These two are really well matched, don't you think?"
Huang Xiaojue's expression remained unchanged, as if he was not interested in these photos at all.
Zhou Ting smiled and said: "Li Zhen has a doctorate from Cambridge, and Yan Xixi has a master's degree from Harvard. These two people are really a perfect match, a pair of academic masters. Although Li Zhen is not as rich as Wang Donglin, he is young and sunny, and is more suitable for Yan Xixi."
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Huang Xiaojue's expression remained unchanged, he just smiled faintly and took a sip of coffee.
Recently, he clearly noticed that Zhou Ting was getting more and more flustered - in private, she couldn't help but reveal her panic that could not be concealed. Just like when she took out a photo of Yan Xixi and Li Zhen and mentioned Wang Donglin's name...
Even Huang Xiaojue was curious: Which song was Wang Donglin singing? What was the ulterior motive behind him making such a big fuss? And did Yan Xixi really break up with him, or stay together?
Acting in a play?
"Speaking of which, Li Zhen is still a distant relative of yours. What a coincidence..."
He still smiled: "The world is so small, there's nothing we can do about it."
Faintly, a whirlpool storm seemed to have just swept through.
He had an ominous premonition, but he couldn't grasp it. Whenever there was a core issue, he and Zhou Ting had a tacit understanding and would never discuss it further. They would try their best to avoid it and just stop at the point.
This is a habit that children from political families have developed since childhood. At critical moments, they are particularly cautious, smart, and know how to advance and retreat. Especially Zhou Ting, who is well-educated, knows how to do it right.
The two of them get along more like two political partners, testing each other every time they talk.
How tiring.
Occasionally, he would think of his teenage years and his first love. They had no reservations about each other and never kept secrets. He once thought that he could know each other's heart just by looking at each other.
