MTL - I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot-Chapter 333 still waiting for him

  In the narrow and remote alley, there is a world of feasting and feasting hidden.

  Deafening voices came from the glass window, and the flickering lights reflected the crowded and swaying figures inside.

  Several tall bodyguards came in silently. After scanning around, they found Zhen Zhu accurately, stepped forward involuntarily, and dragged her out of the bar.

  The loud music silenced Zhen Zhu's shouts, until she was pushed into a car outside the door in shock, and after seeing the people inside, she calmed down.

   "It's boring, you guys found me before the dance was over."

  Zhen Zhu straightened her coat which was messed up by the bodyguards, "You came quickly enough, Shen Hanyu, you really have some skills."

  Shen Hanyu glanced at her coldly, "You are not small, you can make Tang Bochuan fall for you."

Zhen Zhu glanced at Tang Bochuan, who had an ugly expression on the driver's seat, and who had been staring at her since she came out, giggled and said with a coquettish smile: "Why does my face look like it's covered in a pot, so dark? I'm just I played tricks on you, why are you looking at me with such murderous eyes?"

  Tang Bochuan's eyes could almost burst into flames, his teeth were about to be ground into pieces, and he didn't say a word.

   "I didn't tease you because you forced me to learn those boring statistics all day long. I have no interest in the Zhenjia Group."

As Zhen Zhu said, she turned to Shen Hanyu who was sitting in the back seat: "To be honest, cousin, I'm really not that kind of material, as you can see, I'm a rotten wood, I'm only interested in a life of drunkenness and dreams, I'm not interested in helping Zhen Yiping, and I've severed ties with the Zhen family a long time ago, so don't put your hopes on me, even if you take me back, I..."

   "Zhen Yiping is your biological father, what did he do to make you hate him so much?"

  Shen Hanyu interrupted Zhen Zhu, "As far as I know, before you were fourteen years old, you had a normal father-daughter relationship with him. What happened during this time?"

   Zhen Zhu's expression froze, she turned her head to the side, her voice tense: "What happened, you won't ask Zhen Yiping?"

   "He said that year you had a conflict with Li Zhongjin because Li Zhongjin spoke badly to your mother. You should have been blaming him for not being on your side at that time."

  Shen Hanyu was thoughtful, "But with your temperament, you won't break with the Zhen family just because of this."

Zhen Zhu sneered: "My temper? Shen Hanyu, who do you think you are, you are just a relative who confessed halfway and returned to the Zhen family. I will give you great face if I call you cousin. What, you Do you know me well?"

  Shen Hanyu leaned on the back seat, closed his eyes: "Bo Chuan, drive."

   Obviously, it meant that she didn't want to talk to Zhen Zhu.

   Zhen Zhu felt as if she had hit the cotton with her fist, and there was nowhere to vent her anger.

   Tang Bochuan started the car, and in the dark, the car drove silently towards the outside of the city.

  The lights of the city were gradually left behind, the road became more and more desolate, and the distance between the street lights on both sides seemed to be much farther, and the scattered lights could not illuminate the thick darkness at all.

   Zhen Zhu finally felt a little uneasy, "Shen Hanyu, where are you taking me?"

  Shen Hanyu didn't answer, the silhouette in the dark remained motionless, whether it was falling asleep, or didn't want to answer at all.

   Zhen Zhu pointed the finger at Tang Bochuan, "Tang Bochuan, where are you driving in the middle of the night? Are you talking?! Are you dumb?"

  Tang Bochuan drove without looking sideways, and refused to reply a word.

  Zhen Zhu stuck to the glass window, trying her best to distinguish the road outside. She had a vague guess in her heart, but she couldn't believe it.

  When the car turned onto a small road and stopped in front of a villa hidden by trees, Zhen Zhu's expression finally changed.

  She turned her head to stare at Shen Hanyu, and hissed, "What do you mean?"

  Shen Hanyu said lightly, "I will show you the place where your mother lived before her death."

   Zhen Zhu's lips trembled violently, but she couldn't utter a word.

  Tang Bochuan got out of the car, and went to open the door of the villa first.

   Zhen Zhu hesitated for a long time, but finally lifted her foot stiffly, followed Shen Hanyu and Tang Bochuan, and stepped into the carved iron gate of the villa.

  Although no one has lived in this villa for a long time, the inside of the house is extremely clean and tidy, spotless, it can be seen that someone wipes and cleans it from time to time.

   Zhen Zhu's eyes fell on a white piano covered with a dustproof cloth in the living room, and the hand hanging by her side trembled slightly.

  Long memories, like fragments of movie screens, flashed in my mind.

  Many years ago, when she was only seven or eight years old, she sat in front of this piano and played it intently.

And her mother, wearing an embroidered white gauze dress and long hair shawl, stood beside her like an angel, looking at her with a smile. When she finished playing a piece, she gently and patiently corrected any omissions in her performance The place.

  That is her deepest and last memory of her mother

   "Your mother's bedroom is upstairs. It's still the same after all these years."

  Shen Hanyu said in a deep voice, "Do you want to go upstairs and have a look?"

   Zhen Zhu seemed to have lost her soul, she raised her foot and walked upstairs slowly, without deliberately discerning, almost instinctively, she stopped in front of a bedroom.

  Seeing the cute handmade bunny hanging on the door, Zhen Zhu's eyes turned red uncontrollably.

   This hanging ornament was made by her for her mother when she was young, and the corners are already a little yellowed. Unexpectedly, after so many years, the hanging ornament is still there.

  When he was fourteen years old, after that incident happened, Zhen Yiping put down a ban on this villa, and no one was allowed to enter again.

  She did not expect that after more than ten years, she would have the opportunity to relive the old place again.

   Zhen Zhu turned around and looked at Shen Hanyu at the stairs, "What do you want to bring me here?"

  Shen Hanyu stared at Zhen Zhu, "I want to know where your heart knot with your father started fourteen years ago."

   "Shen Hanyu, don't think that I don't know what you want to do. If you move out my mother, your purpose will not succeed!"

Zhen Zhu's expression at this moment was like a hedgehog with thorns all over her body, she was furious, with great hostility, and her voice was stern, "You want to be Zhen Yiping's lobbyist, so stop now! I will never forgive him, and it is absolutely impossible Forgive him!"

   "Boss Shen brought you here, it has nothing to do with Boss Zhen, Boss Zhen doesn't even know about it."

  Tang Bochuan frowned, his gentle and handsome eyes were completely indifferent, "I was the one who sent someone to invite the caretaker of this villa in advance according to Mr. Shen's order, and got the key."

   Zhen Zhu was stunned, no wonder she came in just now, it was Tang Bochuan who opened the door, and no one came out to greet her.

   "Okay, then I blame you."

   Zhen Zhu finally softened her tone, "Can I stay here for a few days?"

   "Yes, you can stay as long as you want."

  Shen Hanyu said indifferently, "But Tang Bochuan will stay here."

   Zhen Zhu didn't say a word, pushed the door into the bedroom, and slammed the door behind her back as a protest.

   When going from the city to the villa in the suburbs, Tang Bochuan drove for an hour and ten minutes.

  When he came back, Shen Hanyu drove the car himself, and within forty minutes, he arrived in the city.

  In the small courtyard, the light in Sang Qianqian's bedroom was still on, but she hadn't slept yet and was still waiting for him.