C15 (1/2)

The person who had just arrived was dressed in a cyan long robe and looked to be in his early thirties. The most outstanding among them was the two thick eyebrows on his eyes, which looked as if it could drip water.

But in reality, he was a famous rake in everyone's eyes.

This was different from Zhou Zhaowei. He liked to walk his dog and fight his chicken, but he was obsessed with jade and antique games. He was already in his thirties, and he was still alone. Nine months out of twelve months, he was not home.

Chu Yuehua was also very surprised to see him coming over: ”Third Uncle?”

The person who had come was the third master of the Zhou family, Zhou Mujiang. Chu Yuehua was not familiar with him, after all, the number of times they had met could be counted on one hand.

So he had accompanied his friend to visit the monastery leader of the Clear Sky Monastery. When he heard that she was here, he came to visit her. No matter what, she was still his nephew's daughter.

In his previous life, Chu Yuehua didn't have much of an impression of this third uncle. All she knew was that he had heard it from others. Everyone seemed to look down on him.

And as the only one among the three brothers who didn't have a name, it was true that he didn't attract anyone's attention.

In her previous life, she hadn't paid any attention to this kind of thing, but now that she thought about it, she had a completely different feeling.

Zhou Mujiang was the only bastard out of the three brothers who was not the old lady's own son, but in all these years he had never heard of the old lady treating his son unfairly. On the contrary, he had treated him with more importance than his two sons, and had even married his own niece to him.

In the past, the sisters often talked about this point, and at that time, Chu Xuanhua was still admiring the old lady in his heart. It wasn't easy for her to be so magnanimous.

But after so many years, Chu Yuehua finally understood that sometimes excessive doting happened to be a sharp sword used to kill people.

As long as it did not endanger her two sons and did not let her lose her reputation, then there was only one way, and that was to raise him well, to raise him well, and it was best if it was someone who could not differentiate between different bodies.

Wasn't that what happened to Zhou Mujiang?

It could be seen that the old lady was not a simple woman from the backyard. But then again, who would be simple to deal with a woman who had stayed in the backyard for too long?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the few people beside him.

The days he came to the manor were easy, but it was much easier to communicate with the shop. After all, Mama Xiao's son was still in the business. Since this old lady came to the outskirts of the city, she had to come visit frequently and deliver gifts.

However, taking care of business in the capital was different from other places as it couldn't be casually dealt with. Xiao Yong, as the head storekeeper, was not always able to get away with it.

The clothing store was still in the preparation phase and originally, she only wanted to open a store to earn some money. However, for the things that she wanted to do in order to open a store, Chu Yuehua was completely clueless.

After the parties had agreed on the date of the official opening, they set it to be the end of the year. There were still a few more months left.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a small lake filled with lotus roots. However, in this season, not to mention the lotus leaves in the field, even the remaining lotus flowers could not be seen. Only a few withered lotus stems were left standing on the surface of the water.