C397 (1/2)

They were walking in the street.

Su Qingyi wants to ask him, what is the reason why he so readily agrees to this marriage? Is it because he likes her? Or fear of trouble?

Zhou MuQing looked at the front indifferently. Thinking of the people around her, he thought that it was not bad to marry her.

”Zhou MuQing, what do you think?” She broke the silence, stopped and asked.

When she was just in the front hall, she felt that Zhou MuQing was quite relaxed, but after she came out of Shangshu mansion, she felt that Zhou MuQing's mood began to decline.

”Nothing.”

He shook his head and went on, not noticing that the people around him didn't move at all.

After a few steps, he found that, looking back, he saw her gloomy face.

”Su Qingyi, don't put on a dead face. You're wasting your good clothes.”

Zhou MuQing joked and couldn't help laughing. It seems that she is not suitable for such clothes. She is not the type of lady in the family.

”Who are you talking about?” Su Qingyi picked up her skirt and ran to Zhou MuQing. As soon as she raised her hand to give it to him, Zhou's little boy ran over.

”Young master, Miss Zhou has gone to the mansion. Do you want to go back?”

The boy said cautiously, looking at Su Qingyi, he knew that this was the future young lady decided by the master, but the girl's identity that week was really special. He didn't know what to do, so he had to go out to find the young master to go back.

Hearing the word ”Miss Zhou”, Zhou MuQing's face changed. He looked at Su Qingyi and hesitated for a moment. ”I'll go back immediately. You can go with me, too.” He sighed, and his face was long gone from the way he had just laughed.

Su Qingyi wondered who Miss Zhou was. They were both surnamed Zhou. Could they be brothers and sisters? But this little fellow is also called Miss Zhou, obviously not a member of the Zhou family.

With doubt, she followed Zhou MuQing to the Zhou mansion.

This is her first visit to Zhou's mansion. It's not as magnificent as she thought, but full of calmness. It's obviously the style of master Zhou.

In her eyes, Zhou MuQing should be a very exaggerated style.

As she walked and visited, she soon came to a small secluded yard.

A thin woman was standing in the middle of the yard, wearing a plain skirt and a simple bun, with no decoration except a wooden hairpin on her head.

Su Tsing Yi looked down at the way she was wearing gold and silver. She felt more and more uncomfortable.

”Miss Zhou, the young master is here.” He said in a low voice, and then he hurried out, as if he had finally got away from something dangerous.

Su Qingyi thinks these are too abnormal. This week's girl must not be simple.

When the woman heard this, she turned around slowly. She had a face that was not powdered. She was about the same age as them, but her eyes were a little red. She should have cried just now.

After seeing Su Qingyi, the woman was stunned. Her eyes were a little unbelievable. Then she quickly walked to Zhou MuQing and held out her hand to his sleeve.

It was a pair of thin hands with scars on them. If you look carefully, there are calluses at the tiger's mouth.

”I, I...” She didn't say anything, she was already crying.

Her this appearance, even Su Qingyi sees, all want to embrace in the bosom to pacify well.

But Zhou MuQing was indifferent, the hand hanging on his side had been raised, but he put it down.

”What's the matter?” He asked in a low voice. The pain in his eyes was very obvious, but the tone was very polite.

”I, my father, he went to gamble again and owed a lot of money. The people who had just collected the debt came to the door and said that if they didn't pay back the money, they would, would take me...” At this point, she could not speak any more, and her tears could not stop flowing down.

”That's ridiculous!” Before Zhou MuQing spoke, Su Qingyi couldn't see it any more. She hated gamblers most in her life, and her family members were also involved in gambling, which was unforgivable.