Chapter 592 Extra 3
"Zhou Qiao, Auntie forgot to ask the nanny to pack pumpkin porridge for you. I'm already at the TT parking lot. Should I go up or should you come down?"
Zhuang Xiubai's tone was very restrained and measured.
Zhou Qiao's face immediately sank, "Zhuang Xiubai, such poor acting skills can only move yourself."
Zhuang Xiubai on the other end of the phone laughed embarrassedly, "I don't mean anything else, I just want to see you under the banner of sending pumpkin porridge."
"I don't want to see you. Zhuang Xiubai, from now on, don't try to hit me anymore, and don't use my parents' good feelings for you to calculate me!"
Zhou Qiao hung up the phone and blacklisted Zhuang Xiubai's new number.
Zhuang Xiubai gave up the generous treatment in the United States and returned to China for Zhou Qiao, and would not retreat because of Zhou Qiao's words.
One weekend, Zhou Qiao returned to Taoyuanli after work at 9:30 in the evening.
Because she worked overtime with several colleagues in the design department, she did not go back to her parents for dinner.
The house in Taoyuan was a finely decorated wedding house bought by Zhao Huan's parents for them. It was over 130 square meters, with two households per elevator.
Coming out of the elevator, she held her handbag and coat in one hand and opened the security door with the other, and suddenly found that the door of the house opposite was open.
There were two men's coats hanging on the entrance.
She remembered that when she went to pay the property management fee at the end of last month, she chatted with the property management for a few words, and the property management said that the house opposite had not been sold yet.
It's only been half a month, and the house has an owner?
Driven by curiosity, Zhou Qiao took another look inside. This one glance was not a big deal, but she actually saw the person she least wanted to see-Zhuang Xiubai!
Zhuang Xiubai had been planning this encounter for nearly two weeks.
"What do you mean, Zhuang Xiubai?" Before he could speak, Zhou Qiao's face had sunk.
Zhuang Xiubai said solemnly, "It's nothing, I just want to be closer to you. I heard from your aunt that your right leg has not fully recovered. I am a doctor and can give you some professional care."
"You are not qualified to take care of me." Zhou Qiao closed the door heavily.
She locked the door and just put down her coat and handbag when there was a knock on the door.
She knew who it was without looking.
She shouted impatiently at the security door: "Zhuang Xiubai, if you harass me again, I will call the police!"
Then, Zhuang Xiubai outside stopped.
Zhou Qiao slept uneasy that night.
She felt that Zhuang Xiubai's eyes were spying on her.
After waking up, Zhou Qiao washed up and prepared to go to her parents' place, and she "met" Zhuang Xiubai again.
Zhuang Xiubai handed over the gray paper bag in his hand, "I ordered too much breakfast takeout, this one is for you."
Zhou Qiao didn't take it, and reached out to press the elevator key.
The more she was anxious to get away from Zhuang Xiubai, the more the elevator stopped on the first floor.
"Zhou Qiao, I don't know how to say anything polite, I just want to tell you what's in my heart. I like you, but I didn't have the chance before. Now, my feelings for you remain unchanged. I hope you can give me a chance to get along with you." Zhuang Xiubai knew that time alone was too precious, so he confessed immediately.
Zhou Qiao wanted him to give up completely, and said coldly: "My husband's body is still cold and you come to me to say this, do you think I will accept you or scold you?"
"I just want you to know my feelings, I never dared to expect you to accept me now." Zhuang Xiubai hurriedly explained, "You are so outstanding and dazzling, there are many men who like you and pursue you, if I don't express my feelings for you, I will look down on myself."
"I am not outstanding, nor dazzling, and no man pursues you. From beginning to end, I only have Zhao Huan in my heart." Zhou Qiao said angrily, "Even if you live opposite me, you will never have a chance in this life."
"Don't say too much. Nothing in the world is absolute." Even if Zhuang Xiubai has a good temper, he was still irritated by her words at this moment.
"I dare not say anything else, but there will be absolutely no result between you and me." Zhou Qiao finished speaking, and the elevator door opened.
She walked in slowly and glanced coldly at Zhuang Xiubai who was a few steps away.
At this time, Zhuang Xiubai was wearing black trousers and a light-colored plaid shirt, and his whole body exuded a clean and sunny atmosphere.
Zhuang Xiubai's eyes were obsessed and bitter when he looked at her.
A few seconds later, the elevator door closed, separating the two people in two different worlds.
Zhou Qiao never dragged her feet when it came to feelings. She either liked or didn't like her. There was absolutely no middle ground.
Her attitude made Zhuang Xiubai, who had never been in love, suffer a lot.
Zhuang Xiubai was introverted and steady, and would not be easily moved. Once he was moved by a woman, he would hit the wall and would not turn back even if his head was broken and bleeding.
The two chased and hid for more than a month, and the relationship took a turn for the better when Zhuang Xiubai moved to the opposite side of Zhou Qiao for more than a month.
In order to avoid Zhuang Xiubai, Zhou Qiao changed her schedule every few days, leaving early and returning late today, leaving late and returning early tomorrow, and making Zhuang Xiubai confused about the pattern.
No matter what goodies Zhuang Xiubai brought to lure her to open the door, she was as hard as a stone and ignored him.
That night, Zhou Qiao was sleeping soundly when her mother called and said that Zhou's father suddenly covered his chest and breathed rapidly, unable to speak.
Zhou's father had a heart stent a few years ago. Every time the seasons changed, he often felt uncomfortable and had to increase the dosage of medication to stop.
Zhou Qiao was anxious and went downstairs in her home clothes and slippers.
Zhuang Xiubai walked into the parking lot with her.
Although it was late spring, the wind in the middle of the night was still a bit cold.
Zhuang Xiubai saw her in a panic and shivering from the cold, so he quickly took off his coat and handed it to her, "If you are so nervous, don't drive, take mine."
Zhou Qiao didn't want to pay attention to him, and hurried to find her car, but she didn't expect that the car keys in her hand fell to the ground with a "snap".
"Such stubbornness." Zhuang Xiubai glared at her angrily, bent down to pick up the car keys, grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the passenger seat of the car.
Zhou Qiao hadn't sat down yet, and Zhuang Xiubai had already started the engine.
The car drove out of the parking lot quickly.
"How did you know my dad was sick?" Zhou Qiao remembered to ask this question after fastening her seat belt.
Zhuang Xiubai: "You didn't forget that I'm a doctor, did you? Auntie's call for help was first made to the hospital, and then to you."
Zhou Qiao said "Oh" and asked nervously: "My father had a heart attack in the middle of the night before, and his condition was under control after entering the hospital. Will he be fine this time?"
The inquiry and humility in her ending tone instantly shocked Zhuang Xiubai.
Zhou Qiao was a ball of fire in front of Zhuang Xiubai, bright and hot, attracting his eyes, but burning his heart all the time.
Talking to him is always mixed with disdain and indifference, but at this moment, he actually heard a bit of decadent loss and the timidity unique to women.