Zhou Ci sat on the ground and watched the carriage drive away.
"Sir, are you okay?"
Guard Yueying walked over quickly and looked at their young master.
Zhou Ci looked away, touched his face and asked: "Is it because I am not good-looking? No way, how many women in the capital are obsessed with me?
This girl was not deceived by this young master, and even kicked him out of the car!"
Yueying: "..."
He had long been accustomed to his master's narcissism, but kicking him out of the car was indeed rare.
Zhou Ci got up from the ground and said, "Follow me and see whose girl this is?"
The corners of Yueying's lips twitched, but she had long been accustomed to it.
In the distance, several girls saw Zhou Ci, and someone shouted: "He is here."
Zhou Ci suddenly trembled and pushed Yueying: "Go quickly, I will deal with them."
Yueying clasped her fists and said yes, then went to chase the carriage.
Looking back, I saw their young master coaxing the girls.
He silently looked away and sighed, "Young Master is good at everything, but he is too popular with girls."
And he has a philanthropic heart and pities every girl.
He also has a nickname in the capital, he is called the Passionate Young Master.
Therefore, women often pester him, and he can always make all the girls happy.
For this reason, the master was almost angry to death. He just wished he could put this son back into his mother's womb and rebuild him from scratch.
After Zhou Ci coaxed the girls, he limped back to his house.
On the way, he kept thinking about the girl who kicked him out of the carriage.
Xiaojiabiyu is used to seeing the same old ladies in Beijing.
This was the first time he had seen such a wild and individual woman.
When he returned to his house, he happened to meet his father who was returning from duty.
Seeing the eye-catching lipstick marks on his son's face, Zhou Yanchang jumped angrily, pointed at him and cursed: "Look at you, what you look like.
Why did I give birth to such an unsatisfactory son like you?"
Zhou Ci lowered his head and said, "My cousin is very proud. You can take him and make him your son."
"you......"
Zhou Yanchang was so angry that he had a headache, and he said: "The centuries-old family prestige of my Zhou family cannot be destroyed in your hands.
If you are still so out of tune, don't blame me for denying you as my son."
He waved his sleeves and turned around to leave with anger in his heart.
Zhou Ci didn't take this seriously, after all, he was the only son his father had.
He was about to return to his yard when he saw Uncle Zhou, the housekeeper of their Zhou family, walking over with a bundle in his arms.
Uncle Zhou smiled and handed the baggage to him and said: "Sir, I have given orders that you will spend your whole day doing nothing, drinking and drinking, ruining his family property and ruining his reputation.
From today on, I will drive you out of the house and cut off all your expenses. When you change your temper, you will be able to come back."
Zhou Ci looked shocked: "Is my father serious?"
Zhou Bodao: "You should also be considerate of me. As a royal censor, I am always being impeached by the courtiers because of you. I can't help but feel embarrassed."
Zhou Ci's lips twitched: "He himself is old-fashioned and offended others. What does it have to do with me?"
He snorted: "Drive me away and I'll go find my aunt. She always loves me the most."
Zhou Bodao: "The master has already said hello to the Hou Mansion, I'm afraid you won't even be able to get in through the gate of the Hou Mansion.