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Chapter 220 is a bit weak

Back in the oppressive house.

This magnificent manor, built at great expense, withered like a rose vine, declining after its peak and decaying.

The Zhou family patriarch's rise to power was not honorable. Relying on his exceptionally handsome face, he made a living by working in the red-light district in his early years. Later, he hooked up with a rich woman and crossed social classes. The first thing he did was abandon his wife and children.

He had one young and beautiful wife after another, countless lovers, and a bunch of good-for-nothing children.

Now, lying in a hospital bed, about to enter his coffin, a group of cold-blooded and selfish people have begun to put on a show of filial piety.

"A-Xian, you're finally back."

The woman, though dressed in luxurious attire, had a deathly pale face, yet she seemed like a ghost trapped in an old house, her lifeless eyes revealing a cautious, ingratiating gaze.

Zhou Xian didn't reply, her gaze falling on the man sitting at the head of the table.

The man raised an eyebrow and smiled: "I'm hungry. There's no better midnight snack than my stepmother's. No wonder she can keep that old man Dad in line. Her cooking skills are truly captivating."

He said that, but the food on his plate remained untouched.

Zhou Xian's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled and said, "Eat as much as you like. It'll make it easier for you to get going. Don't get into an accident on the way back and end up starving...that would be terrible."

The man shrugged: "If some people aren't afraid of overeating, then I'm naturally not afraid of starving."

Picking up chopsticks, I fiddled with the carefully arranged dishes on the plate, eventually creating a chaotic mess that was unbearable to look at.

The man continued with a smile, "Zhou Xian, what is the purpose of a person's life? All the hard work and struggle can't be taken with you when you die, leaving behind a group of descendants fighting to the death, ultimately resulting in siblings killing each other and families falling apart."

A mocking glint flashed in Zhou Xian's eyes as he sneered, "If you're so good at pretending, why don't you just voluntarily give up all your inheritance rights?"

The man's expression froze, the smile gradually faded from his eyes, and he stared at Zhou Xian with icy eyes.

The woman beside her said softly, "You're all brothers, there's no need to make things so awkward between you."

Zhou Xian clicked his tongue and ignored the pathetic woman who was like a parasitic vine.

She used to cling to her husband, then to her son, and now that she realizes the timing isn't right, she's quickly found a new target.

He shouldn't have come back here...

*

Jiang Zhouzhou and Yin Yue had a late-night snack together, and it was quite late when they got back.

The elevator doors had just opened when I saw a pitiful little dog... oh man...

Her body was curled up in a ball, squatting by the door, radiating a chilling aura, but her eyes held a pitiful expression, silently accusing the person in front of her.

It's as if it's saying: Why did it take you so long to come back?

Jiang Zhouzhou stood there, looking at the man squatting by the door in shock and confusion: "Why are you squatting here?"

Zhou Xian's cool voice carried a hint of grievance: "The combination lock ran out of power, and I didn't bring the key. I'm trapped outside."

Upon hearing this reason, Jiang Zhouzhou's lips twitched.

"Shall we stay at a hotel for the night?"

Zhou Xian took out his black-screened phone and waved it in front of her: "My ID is at home, and my phone is out of battery."

The two looked into each other's eyes, speechless, but their thoughts were all hidden in their eyes.

Zhou Xian looked away first: "Forget it, you go in quickly! I'll just stay outside all night and nothing will happen to me. Although it's gotten colder tonight, it won't freeze me to death. I'll contact someone to unlock it tomorrow."

Jiang Zhouzhou interrupted him: "Zhou Xian, if you want to stay for one night, just say so. There's no need to beat around the bush."

She opened the door and held out her hand to him: "Get up!"

Zhou Xian's droopy lips instantly turned up, and he grabbed Jiang Zhouzhou's hand and stood up.

"Thank you, beautiful and kind-hearted host."

Wagging its tail, it followed Jiang Zhouzhou inside.

"You can make do on the sofa tonight, I'll go find you a blanket."

Jiang Zhouzhou turned on the lights, and the living room was decorated warmly, making people feel cozy at just one glance.

Perhaps due to the large temperature difference between indoors and outdoors, her nose felt itchy, and she couldn't help but sneeze.

Zhou Xian glanced at him: "Did you catch a cold from playing on the slide at the park?"

Jiang Zhouzhou, who was rubbing the tip of her nose, suddenly heard a "buzz" in her ears, and her little face instantly turned red.

"you saw it?"

Zhou Xian nodded honestly: "I saw it."

The atmosphere in the living room fell silent.

Suddenly, everything went black before Jiang Zhouzhou's eyes. A slightly rough palm was placed on her forehead, and her eyes were covered.

"Don't move, let me check if you have a cold?"

The voice so close to her ear made Jiang Zhouzhou's body tense up instinctively.

He whispered a reminder: "His eyes are covered too."

Zhou Xian looked down at her lips, which were soft, red, and full like an unopened flower bud, looking very kissable.

"There's nothing I can do about it, my hands are just big."

He leaned down slightly, his gaze falling on her lips again before finally looking away.

A cold kiss landed gently on the back of my hand.

Let's just pretend we kissed secretly.

As the hand was removed, Jiang Zhouzhou's eyes regained their sight. She didn't know what had just happened, but looking at Zhou Xian's flushed face, she tilted her head and asked, "Zhou Xian, you have a fever again?"

She couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "You seem a bit weak; you get sick so easily."

Zhou Xian, being cricketed in front of him: "..."

He realized that this naive and innocent rabbit was becoming increasingly emboldened in front of him!