"I asked Ah Zhan to handle Ye Yinan's matter."

"grandfather……"

Zhou Bingshan interrupted her coldly: "Who is he? Don't you have any idea?"

The old man's voice was green and powerful, like a sap hitting Zhou Yun on the head.

Zhou Yun was very afraid of Zhou Bingshan. Even though her face turned red with anger, she still didn't dare to raise her head.

Only then did Mrs. Zhang let go.

Fang Ziqin knew about Ye Yinan.

Rather than knowing her, she is an acquaintance, a college senior who is two years ahead of her.

His background was not very good, and he had a place in Beijing and Hong Kong. He somehow managed to get into the fairy grass of Zhou Yun.

From then on, one member of the Ye family attained enlightenment, and chickens and dogs ascended to heaven.

But he is restless by nature. He was exposed to cheating on a young model and embezzled public funds.

Over the years, the Zhou family has enjoyed a lot of delicious food and drink, but has not contributed half a cent to it.

I'm afraid the Zhou family has tolerated him for a long time.

Three days ago, Zhou Zhan had just appointed the head of the headquarters. The so-called three fires for a new official to take office were all burned on him.

However, Fang Ziqin felt that it was not unfair.

"A-Zhan, take Ziqin into the house first."

Father-in-law Zhou Xun, who had not expressed his opinion until now, looked at the two of them and said something.

Mother-in-law Guan Yongqing, who was standing by the kitchen door, echoed: "That's right, I'm tired all the way here. Let's take a rest and go downstairs for dinner later."

Her mother-in-law is not good at all. She has a petty temper and loves to hold grudges.

But he happens to have good cooking skills.

On weekdays, cooking is the job of the servants in the family, but she will cook herself on important days.

Glancing at the half-peeled green onion in her hand, Fang Ziqin rolled up his sleeves and said, "Mom, let me cook with you!"

Guan Yongqing paused and then said: "That piece!"

Fang Ziqin followed the door and helped with the light work of washing vegetables and washing pots.

She always felt that Guan Yongqing was a difficult person to get along with, and it was true.

So when you spend time with her, try to do as much as possible and talk as little as possible.

"You have been with A Zhan for more than a year. Don't worry about the trivial matters in life. You have to help him with his career." Guan Yongqing held the soup in the pot with a ladle in her hands and said something meaningful.

This is nothing more than teaching her how to help Zhou Zhan rise to the top.

Guan Yongqing was Zhou Xun's second marriage, so her identity in the Zhou family is relatively subtle.

If I can't do my best as a stepmother, I won't be willing to take a step back.

As the fourth child, Zhou Zhan has two older brothers and one older sister.

As the youngest son of the Zhou family, if he does not make progress, he will be abandoned by the family.

"Mom, I understand."

Hearing her cheerful reply, Guan Yongqing tilted her head to look at her: "Ziqin, Mom, I'm sorry. No matter what, since you are married to A-Zhan, you must live a good life. Women should have a longer-term perspective in doing things."

Her voice was very soft, as if there was something hidden behind her words.

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

Zhou Zhan stood by the door at some point, with a deep expression on his face.

Fang Ziqin was beside Guan Yongqing, smiling lightly and saying: "Mom is teaching me how to cook!"

"A-Zhan, you're here just in time. Let's help Ziqin pick vegetables while mom goes upstairs to change clothes."

Zhou Zhan rolled up his sleeves and walked in, picking a handful of coriander from the basin.

The kitchen was a very spacious space, and the two of them were speechless. It was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Standing face to face, his slightly heavy warm breath hit the side of Fang Ziqin's face.

She reached out to cover her face, and when she turned her head, she saw two long brown curly hairs on Zhou Zhan's clothes.

His eyes dropped, covering up the disgust in his eyes, and Fang Ziqin took a small step back.

It was just a subtle movement, but it was captured by Zhou Zhan.

After about a minute, he said abruptly: "The hair belongs to the third sister."

"No need to explain to me."

Zhou Zhan looked at her with penetrating eyes and said in a lazy tone: "I know you want to hear it."

Fang Ziqin raised his eyes: "Where do you get your confidence?"

Under her rolled-up sleeves, the half of her arm was as white as jade lotus root, and her slender fingers were white and smooth, and she was holding a green onion tightly.

Looking down from his height, his eyes undoubtedly hit the woman's undulating body.

The scene from last night came to mind again.

Although he was obviously not thirsty, Zhou Zhan felt that his throat was dry and there was an evil energy running through his body.

He moved away from leaning on the stove, walked around behind Fang Ziqin in two steps, and pressed his entire chest against her back.

He placed his hands on the stove in front of her, trapping her between himself and the stove.

He tilted his head and brought his lips to her ear, his Adam's apple rolled up and down twice: "You care, right?"

Fang Ziqin suppressed his emotions and turned around to face him.

Under the shadow of his body, she asked, "Fourth brother, could it be that you are really pretending?"

Her eyes were still so cold and arrogant.

Zhou Zhan only glanced at it and frowned slightly.
Chapter completed!