Zou Xuehui had no idea what the man she took away would bring to her.
Because right now, she is just a little curious about this man.
That's all.
Zou Xuehui took Yan Ziyu to a nearby clinic to apply medicine to his arm.
"Why did you bite so hard?"
An old and dim-sighted doctor said while applying medicine to Yan Ziyu: "It is normal for lovers to have conflicts. No matter how much they quarrel, they should not bite each other! If this wound is not treated properly, it will be in trouble once it becomes infected."
Yan Ziyu looked uncomfortable; "You are wrong, this person and I are not a couple."
Zou Xuehui was also a little embarrassed.
Even though I am so old, I am still treated as a little girl, which makes me feel a little happy!
The old doctor looked at Zou Xuehui seriously and muttered: "Today's women are so well-maintained that they can't even tell their age. They look like they are thirty years old."
This sentence simply praised Zou Xuehui to the heavens.
After the treatment was completed and the bill was settled, Zou Xuehui was very generous and directly doubled the treatment fee.
Just what the old doctor said, it’s worth double the treatment fee!
In fact, the old doctor is really out of his sight.
Zou Xuehui has indeed taken good care of herself over the years. If she has money and is willing to take care of herself, she is naturally younger than her peers.
But no matter how young you are, you still don't look like a little girl.
The old doctor was so dazzled, and when Zou Xuehui and Yan Ziyu came in just now, they walked side by side and seemed to be holding hands, so he mistakenly thought they were lovers.
I have to say, this is a wonderful misunderstanding.
But this misunderstanding made Zou Xuehui's mood suddenly become very good, as if the shadow of divorce had been swept away.
"Sister, if nothing happens, I will go back first."
The smell of alcohol on Yan Ziyu's body also subsided little by little, revealing a pink and white face, looking more and more like Yan Yunping back then.
In the beginning, Zou Xuehui married Yan Yunping because she fell in love with Yan Yunping's face.
Looking at that similar face now, Zou Xuehui's heart was indescribably complicated.
When Zou Xuehui heard that Yan Ziyu was about to leave, she suddenly took out her mobile phone and said, "Leave me your phone number."
"ah?
Sister, didn’t you say you wouldn’t let me lose money?
I really have no money!”
Yan Ziyu stammered, with a look of grievance on his face: "I won't be paid until next month!"
"How old are you?"
Zou Xuehui asked: "How much is your monthly salary?"
"I am twenty-nine this year, and my monthly salary is 6,000."
Yan Ziyu answered honestly: "What's wrong?"
Zou Xuehui grabbed a handful of banknotes from her bag and put them in Yan Ziyu's hand: "This should be more than six thousand yuan.
I'm hungry. Come and have a meal with me, and the money will be yours."
Yan Ziyu looked stunned: "Ah?"
"how?
Not willing?"
Zou Xuehui asked.
"No, no.
I just feel like, how could such a good thing happen to me?"
Yan Ziyu looked honest and honest, and said: "I used to have bad luck, so I will pay for whatever I do. My sister is so beautiful, how can she give me money?
I should be the one to treat my sister to dinner."
Yan Ziyu has a sister in his mouth, not to mention kissing her too much.
Zou Xuehui said with satisfaction: "Okay, stop talking nonsense.
From today on, you know me and your fortune will begin!"
Yan Ziyu was dragged by Zou Xuehui to a high-end restaurant for dinner.
Probably because Yan Ziyu was wearing too ordinary clothes, he was stopped at the door.
"Sorry, sir, we don't accept disheveled guests here."
Someone stopped Yan Ziyu.
Yan Ziyu was confused: "I'm dressed neatly!"
"Sorry, we can only wear formal attire to dine here."
The other party was very insistent, his eyes full of disdain.
This look deeply hurt Yan Ziyu's heart.
Yan Ziyu said nothing, turned around and left.
At this time, Zou Xuehui parked the car and came over. Seeing that Yan Ziyu's face looked strange, she immediately asked: "What's wrong?"
"They won't let me in."
As if his eyes could speak, Yan Ziyu complained to Zou Xuehui: "They said I was disheveled and I was not allowed to enter!"
Zou Xuehui's face darkened, and she turned around and walked over: "What?
Do you even want to stop me?"
The person responsible for stopping her was about to speak, but someone pulled her aside and said, "Ms. Zou is really good at joking, how dare we stop you?
Please!"
"What about the people I brought with me?
Do you want to stop me too?"
Zou Xuehui asked proudly.
"How dare you, please!"
"snort!"
Zou Xuehui took Yan Ziyu in.
After they entered, the person who blocked them asked his colleague in confusion: "Why did you let them in?"
"Are you crazy?
The lady just now was the former head wife of the Yan Family Group."
"Is it her?
!No, isn’t she already divorced?”
"Are you stupid?
Even if she is divorced, her son controls the entire Yan Family Group! You have offended the Buddha without even realizing it!"
"ah?
Then the man next to her is her son?"
"What are you thinking about?
Yan Mingshan is the noble son of Jincheng. How can someone with that demeanor be... comparable to him?
Maybe, that man is the pretty boy this lady just raised.
Shhh, keep your voice down, don’t let others hear you.”
After finishing the meal successfully, Zou Xuehui looked at Yan Ziyu's clothes and said lightly: "If you wear this, no wonder you will be looked down upon.
I’ll take you to buy some clothes later.”
"But I don't need it."
Yan Ziyu said: "I don't need to wear formal clothes wherever I work."
"You'll need it later."
Zou Xuehui couldn't refuse and said, "Give me your phone number."
"Oh oh oh."
Yan Ziyu obediently reported his phone number.
Zou Xuehui nodded with satisfaction: "I will be on call at any time from now on."
Yan Ziyu had a wry smile and astonishment on his face: "Huh?
But I still have to go to work!"
"What's your job?"
"I am a driver for a logistics company."
"Be my full-time driver."
Zou Xuehui said calmly: "I will give you a salary of 20,000 yuan a month, a tea subsidy of 5,000 yuan, a meal subsidy of 5,000 yuan, plus overtime.
How about it?"
Yan Ziyu was dumbfounded.
Zou Xuehui was very happy and said: "That's it!"
After saying that, he left proudly.
After Zou Xuehui was completely gone, Yan Ziyu slowly took out his mobile phone and sent a message: "The fish has bitten the hook."
After Zou Xuehui returned home, she opened the long-dusted photo album.
She didn't know how many times she had seen the photo of the three people taking a group photo, and it had been buried in dust for many years.
That appearance was almost exactly the same as Yan Ziyu's, making Zou Xuehui seem to have gone back in time.
And Ruan Yunzhu's clear look was like a nail that was driven into Zou Xuehui's heart, causing a faint feeling of hatred.
If Ruan Yunzhu hadn't been there, would she and Yan Yunping have been an ordinary couple, loving each other for the rest of their lives?