private marriage

Chu Xu and Zeng Pengze met again at an event.

Ever since she entered the arena holding Jiang Xiuzhi's hand, Zeng Pengze never took his eyes off her.

Jiang Xiuzhi took the opportunity to touch one side of her face and that side.

Chu Xu could bear it at first, but finally became irritated by his touch.

"The makeup on my face will be wiped off by you, how will I take a picture later?"

"Don't worry about these details, you are very beautiful, no matter how you take pictures, you will look good."

Zeng Pengze didn't seem to notice Jiang Xiuzhi's intentional intimacy, he stepped forward as usual, "Xu Xu."

Chu Xu's face was slightly calm, and she glanced at him.

Jiang Xiuzhi grumbled, "Mr. Zeng's fever is gone, and his mind is clear, right?"

"I called you, but you never answered."

"That means she doesn't want to talk to you."

Zeng Pengze also hid some anger in his eyes, "Young Master Jiang, it is the most basic courtesy not to interrupt others' speech."

"I really don't have such a thing as politeness, but it's a bit ridiculous to say these two words from your mouth."

"It was my fault that day, I was in a bad mood."

Zeng Pengze was thick-skinned, but Chu Xu was easy to coax. Hearing what he said, he wasn't so angry anymore.

"Well, I understand."

"Have you received the cake and flowers I sent you?"

Chu Xu's mind froze for a moment, and suddenly he thought of the bunch of flowers stuck in the trash can.

Jiang Xiuzhi interjected at this moment, "You think I'm dead, my woman, is she short of flowers and cakes?"

"It's not missing, but what I sent is different."

"!"

Jiang Xiu knew that his temper was restrained, but he couldn't stop his fist from becoming stiff.

Chu Xu glanced at Zeng Pengze, "I received it, but I threw it away."

Oh, vent your anger!

Jiang Xiuzhi proudly stood next to Chu Xu.

Zeng Pengze didn't look angry at all, "You, now you have a better temper. You used to ignore people like this when you were angry with me, but you won't throw away the things I gave you."

Jiang Xiuzhi put his arms around Chu Xu's shoulders, "Walk over there and say hello to others."

This dog skin plaster, I can't get rid of it no matter where I go.

"Xuxu, I want to take you to meet Director Lin. Her film has been in preparation for half a year, and some roles are still vacant..."

As for resources, as long as Chu Xu wants it, Jiang Xiuzhi can try his best to get it here, but he doesn't know Director Lin yet.

Chu Xu refused more simply than Jiang Xiuzhi, "No need, since the filming has not started after half a year of preparation, one can imagine how much attention is paid to this movie. I'm not a professional actor, so I won't join in the fun."

"But your image fits, you trust me."

Chu Xu took Jiang Xiuzhi's arm, "Don't you say you want to take me to greet others?"

Zeng Pengze's assistant walked in quickly, looking a little nervous, and looked towards the door from time to time.

"Mr. Zeng..."

"what happened?"

As soon as Chu Xu took a step, she heard a female voice, "Peng Ze—"

She turned around subconsciously, and saw Zeng's mother pushing away the person who blocked her and running towards Zeng Pengze.

He never thought that his parents would come here.

Jiang Xiuzhi stood on the side, watching Zeng Mu, with her half-grey hair, come to Zeng Pengze.

"Mom." He looked around, trying to pull Zeng Mu out.

"It's been so many years, if someone hadn't told me that you were here, you'd have planned to leave me and your dad behind, right?"

In the past few years when Zeng Pengze disappeared, although he had contacted his family members, lied to them that he had gone abroad, and often made videos, he never really showed up.

He was already cautious to the point of morbidity, "How is it possible, I've made up my mind to go back."

Zengmu has changed a lot in the past few years, and she has aged a lot with the naked eye.

Zeng Pengze couldn't see her like this, so he turned his eyes away and gave instructions to his assistant. "Take them to the hotel to rest first."

But Zeng Mu's eyes were on Zeng Pengze's lap.

She wanted to squat down, but Zeng Pengze clasped her arms hard.

"mom!"

Tears welled up from Zeng's mother, and the peace on Zeng Pengze's face was also torn away. "I'll take you to the lounge first."

He was afraid that his mother would lose her composure here, so Zeng Pengze hugged her shoulders and walked out.

As soon as she stepped into a room, Zeng Mu sat limply on the ground.

Zeng Pengze bent down to help him up, but her leg was hugged by her.

She tightly touched Zeng Pengze's prosthetic limb with both hands. Zeng's mother was in so much pain that she couldn't cry out, and her expression was tangled in pain.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"Legs, where are your legs?"

Zeng's mother leaned her head on his hard prosthetic limb, and Zeng Pengze looked down at her face, tears falling down uncontrollably.

When Chu Xu saw Zeng Pengze come back, his eyes were red and he looked absent-minded.

He noticed Chu Xu's gaze and turned his body away. Even in the arena, Zeng Pengze still took out a cigarette.

When he was physically tortured, he never cried like this.

Chu Xu could tell that Zeng Pengze should have cried bitterly just now.

Jiang Xiuzhi stepped forward with an innocent look on his face, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Chu Xu turned his eyes away.

Jiang Xiuzhi looked in Zeng Pengze's direction, "What's wrong with him? His eyes are very red."

"I'm homesick."

The corner of Jiang Xiuzhi's mouth slowly opened. Didn't he make Chu Xu cry?

This is to pay him back, a man won't flick his tears easily, right?
As long as it is tapped on his painful spot, Jiang Xiu knows that whenever Jiang Xiu wants him to cry, he will shed tears at any time.

On the way back, Jiang Xiuzhi was driving the car. Chu Xu looked out the window and tapped on the window with his hand.

"I want to drink milk tea."

"it is good."

Jiang Xiuzhi turned the steering wheel, "Pearl milk tea, five points sweet?"

"It needs ice."

"It's hot."

"No, I want ice."

Jiang Xiuzhi compromised. "OK."

He ran out for a while, and when he came back, he handed the milk tea to Chu Xu, and she felt it was warm.

"I told you I want it to be iced."

"Your relatives are coming soon, and my stomach hurts from drinking ice."

Chu Xu lifted the lid of the milk tea, using a lot of force, the milk tea inside collided with the mouth of the cup, and it just spilled on her chest.

"what--"

She wanted to take out a tissue in disgust, Jiang Xiuzhi laughed at her, "How old is she..."

He looked over and saw that the milk tea had soaked the cloth on Chu Xu's chest.

Jiang Xiuzhi's Adam's apple rolled up and down, feeling uncomfortable like burning, "I'll help you."

He leaned over to get a tissue, but his elbow knocked over the milk tea cup in Chu Xu's hand.

The mouth of the cup fell down, and half of the cup of milk tea mixed with pearls went into Chu Xu's collar.

Luckily it was only warm and not hot.

"Jiang Xiuzhi!" Chu Xu opened her arms, almost unable to suppress her anger, and her chest heaved more violently.

Jiang Xiuzhi unbuckled the seat belt he had just buckled up, jumped up and jumped on it.