After rebirth, Master Fu’s little ancestor went wild

A flash of surprise flashed in Zhou Shishen's eyes, and then he admitted openly: "Yes, I like her."

Zheng Jiajia's expression was a little complicated, but she didn't seem to be surprised at all.

After all, Dr. Zhou and Sister Su Su are childhood sweethearts, with similar family backgrounds, both talented and handsome. She was not surprised at all that he would admire a woman like Sister Su Su, but... Sister Su Su was married after all.

Zheng Jiajia bit her lip, hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but said: "But Doctor Zhou, Sister Su Su is already married, so there is no possibility for you."

Sister Su Su likes Mr. Fu so much, and Mr. Fu cares so much about Sister Su Su. Such people will never separate. Dr. Zhou has no chance at all.

Zhou Shishen's eyes deepened and he said solemnly: "That's not necessarily the case."

Zheng Jiajia was stunned and said subconsciously: "What do you mean by this? It is against morality to destroy other people's marriages. Dr. Zhou..."

As he spoke, Zheng Jiajia saw Zhou Shishen's stiff expression and suddenly realized what he had just said and quickly covered his mouth.

She knew she had said the wrong thing.

With a stiff smile, Zheng Jiajia apologized in shame: "I'm sorry, Dr. Zhou, I didn't mean that. I just want to say that Sister Su Su and Mr. Fu really love each other. I hope you can figure it out soon and come out and don't get stuck in it." .”

The more she said this, the more wrong she became. She really wanted to slap herself.

Why did you just speak without thinking? How dare you even say such a thing.

Besides, this matter was Dr. Zhou's private matter, so how could she have the right to intervene.

The more I thought about Zheng Jiajia, the more I regretted it and wished I could turn around and run away now.

Zhou Shishen's expression softened a bit and he smiled: "It doesn't matter, I know you didn't mean that."

Zheng Jiajia breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Shishen looked at her and said with a smile: "Don't worry, even if I like Wan Su, I will not do anything against morality unless Fu Hanzhou feels sorry for her or she is willing to choose me. Otherwise, I will wait until they separate. Wait until she is willing to come to me.”

Zhou Shishen never felt that he was a gentleman, but he was not despicable enough to destroy other people's marriages. If they haven't obtained a marriage license yet, maybe he will use some despicable means to fight for it, but now that they have become a legal couple, all he can do is wait.

He believed that these two people would not last long, and he would wait.

Hearing these words, Zheng Jiajia didn't know what to say for a while.

She was a little envious of Lu Wansu, and also a little sympathetic to Zhou Shishen.

Because she felt that she knew Lu Wansu well enough. Once she identified a man, it would be difficult to turn back even if she hit a wall. Dr. Zhou may never have a chance in this life.

But after all, this was Zhou Shishen's private matter, and she was not qualified to comment.

She looked at Zhou Shishen with a complicated expression, thought for a while and said: "Dr. Zhou, originally I should have blessed you, but after all, Sister Su Su is already married, so I'm sorry, I can only wish you happiness, but not both of you." personal."

Zhou Shishen understood this and smiled nonchalantly: "Thank you, and I also wish Miss Zheng happiness."

He had waited for Lu Wansu for so many years and listened to countless words of dissuasion, but no one could make him change his mind.

Even if there is no blessing, he will not give up this relationship easily.

Even if it was the south wall, he had to hit it and try.

Zheng Jiajia took a deep breath, reached for her bag, and said with red eyes: "I will keep today's matter a secret and will not tell Sister Su Su. Goodbye, Dr. Zhou."

After saying that, she didn't dare to look at Zhou Shishen anymore, turned around and walked out.

Zhou Shishen looked at her back and did not get up to see her off.

At this time, Zheng Jiajia should be given some alone space to digest herself.

Zheng Jiajia rushed out, stopped a taxi on the side of the road and got in.

As soon as she sat down, she couldn't hold it in any longer, and tears burst into her eyes. She raised her hand to wipe it in panic, but her tears fell down one by one like a flood bursting from a dam.

She was a little sad.

Although I was mentally prepared, the feeling of being rejected was still very uncomfortable.

However, after crying, Zheng Jiajia felt that the big stone blocking her heart slowly disappeared, and she felt much better.

The taxi driver was an older lady. Seeing her crying so sadly, he never dared to disturb her. It wasn't until he saw that she stopped crying that he handed over two tissues from the front: "You are crying so sadly. Did you have a quarrel with your boyfriend?"

"Thank you." Zheng Jiajia whispered, reaching out to take the tissue and wiping the tears on her face, and hurriedly explained: "I'm not my boyfriend..."

The driver's sister smiled and said, "I'm here at your age, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about. I just had a quarrel with my boyfriend. It'll be fine in a few days."

Zheng Jiajia: "..."

She bit her lip and really didn't want to say more about it, so she could only say casually: "It's really not."

Seeing her expression of not wanting to mention it, the driver thought she had been injured, and her face suddenly became a little more sympathetic.

Then he asked her where she was going, and then she stopped talking.

Fu Hanzhou went to Jingshan Cemetery.

Because it was not the season for sweeping graves, there were not many people in the cemetery.

The morning sun was very bright, and Fu Hanzhou walked inside holding a bouquet of fresh white roses. Someone happened to be passing by and couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Fu Hanzhou didn't look sideways and stopped in front of a tombstone.

Fu Hanzhou's eyes darkened when he saw the face on the tombstone that was somewhat similar to Lu Wansu's.

"Aunt Xu, I'm here to see you." He spoke in a deep voice, bent down and placed the white rose in his hand in front of the tomb, then squatted down and started to clean the dust on the tombstone: "This time I came alone. , I’m sorry for not bringing Wan Su to see you.”

Every time he came to Jingshan Cemetery for so many years, he was almost always alone. He actually really wanted to bring Lu Wansu over, but he didn't have the qualifications and he didn't dare.

He was afraid that Lu Wansu would see something strange when he was standing next to him.

He hugged Lu Wansu last night and stayed up all night. The past kept replaying in his mind, and his heart was completely confused.

He hesitated for a long time before deciding to visit the cemetery.

After Fu Hanzhou cleaned the dust on the tombstone spotlessly, he looked at the young face of the woman in the photo and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He clenched his fists and looked at her for a long time before saying hoarsely: "Aunt Xu, I may have to break my promise to you."

He took a deep breath, feeling a dense pain in his lungs, and continued: "Back then, I promised you that if I could marry Wan Su, I would protect her for the rest of my life. But now... I may not be able to fulfill my promise. ."

Although he was still very young when Lu Wansu said she wanted to marry him, he always remembered what happened that day and the promise he made to Xu Miaoxi.

So during the two years of marriage, even though everyone felt that Lu Wansu was humiliating him and doing things that were sorry for him, he never thought of divorce.