Trying to toss and entangle her, he attacked her like a lion occupying the territory, attacking her fiercely.

The man's hot breath rushed into her mouth and nose like a hot tide.

Fang Ziqin felt like he was drowning and suffocating.

"Well..."

Just as Zhou Zhan was about to penetrate deeper, blood surged between his lips and teeth, followed by pain.

He had to let go of her lips: "Hiss..."

Fang Ziqin, who was deprived of oxygen, felt dizzy and her face was hot and red. She held on to the stove and took several deep breaths before she recovered.

The corner of Zhou Zhan's lip was bitten by her, and there was blood on it: "First kiss?"

"You are too lenient."

Even though she tried to calm down, she could not hide the panic in her voice.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corners of his lips, raised his eyelids and said with a smile: "Chen Shaochen has never touched you."

Fang Ziqin said nothing and just stared at the man coldly.

Silence was obviously someone's weak spot.

Zhou Zhan said more bluntly: "With his temper, it's really rare!"

Fang Ziqin finally curled his lips and said, "Zhou Zhan, don't go too far, otherwise I won't do this play."

With his current situation, there is no room for any mistakes.

As long as he does not gain real power, he may collapse at any time.

"Threaten me?"

This was already the second time Fang Ziqin had threatened him.

Her eyes widened slightly: "The prerequisite for me to shut up is that everyone lives in peace."

The two looked at each other for three seconds.

Zhou Zhan lowered his eyes with a sarcastic smile. He took away his hand that was pressing on the stove and asked her to get out.

…

After dinner, Fang Ziqin accompanied Zhou Bingshan to play chess in the living room.

When she entered the Zhou family, her grandfather treated her like a family member. The old man was almost ninety years old. He had longed for his great-grandson for a long time, but it was hard for him to say that.

Guan Yongqing broke several pills and handed them to Zhou Bingshan: "Dad, your medicine for tonight."

The old man has always had a bad heart and has been taking medicine all year round to maintain it.

After saying that, she turned to Fang Ziqin: "When do you and A-Zhan plan to have a baby?"

"That's right! A-Zhan is 28 this year. He's not young anymore. It's time to consider the issue of children."

Zhou Bingshan also echoed.

Fang Ziqin didn't know how to answer.

Just over an hour ago, I got angry with Zhou Zhan and almost got into a fight.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, the sister-in-law Xu Chuman beside her said angrily: "Aunt Qing, don't blame me for talking too much and speaking poorly. Nowadays, it is normal for this young man to have serious or minor illnesses. I will ask an acquaintance to take Ziqin to the hospital for a checkup when I have time.

If there is an infertility problem, we should make plans in advance."

"Azhan is now the helmsman of the company. From now on, he will have to support the entire Zhou family. We can't even have a queen."

Xu Chuman relied on the fact that her husband was born to the first wife of the Zhou family, so she never took Guan Yongqing seriously.

The "preparation" in her words was just to make Fang Ziqin retreat in the face of difficulties.

Guan Yongqing did what she did, but Fang Ziqin didn't.

"It's really hard for my sister-in-law to worry about us."

With a calm face, she asked again: "By the way, are my sister-in-law and my eldest brother planning to have a fourth child?"

Hearing the sound, Xu Chuman's face immediately became uncomfortable, and he coughed twice and said nothing more.

No one in Beijing or Hong Kong knows that her Xu family has a great business, but Xu Da's daughter is the only one who cannot give birth to a son.

I have been in the Zhou family for more than ten years. I am nearly forty years old and have only three daughters.

During this period, my father-in-law Zhou Xun asked some questions about the parents' affairs. After this conversation, by the time Fang Ziqin went into the room to go to bed, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.

After Zhou Zhan took a shower, he lay on the bed wearing a smoky gray bathrobe and read a book.

A pair of silver-rimmed glasses hung on the bridge of his nose. Under the warm yellow light, his resolute face was much softer.

When she thought of the scene in the kitchen, Fang Ziqin had no intention of admiring his face, so she lowered her eyes and turned to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, she came out wearing everyday clothes.

Seeing her, Zhou Zhan frowned slightly, and then he asked, "What did mom and grandpa talk about with you?"

"The parents are short-sighted."

Fang Ziqin’s reaction was lukewarm.
Chapter completed!