A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 389: Strong Desire for Control

Zhuang Zhoucheng lit a stick of incense, bowed three times, then stood aside and waited for Huo Yan.

Huo Yan followed suit and did the same.

After paying her respects, she walked towards Zhuang Zhoucheng. Zhuang Zhoucheng directly held her hand, pulled her to the other side, and whispered a few words of comfort to Zhuang Qianyao.

Zhuang Qianyao's face looked ashen, his eyes filled with weariness and fatigue, as he struggled to cope with all the guests who came to pay their respects.

It was to Zhuang Zhoucheng that Zhuang Qianyao revealed his true emotions.

"Big brother..."

With just one shout, the iron-hearted man's eyes were filled with tears, which was really heartbreaking to see.

Huo Yan's face drooped. He didn't like such occasions.

This reminded her of the scene when her mother left.

That was the feeling that the whole world had abandoned her, that she had nothing left, and the huge panic and helplessness buried her so deep that she couldn't breathe.

Passive, panicky, and very uncomfortable.

Zhuang Zhoucheng patted Zhuang Qianyao's shoulder with his left hand and whispered:

"My condolences! For Madam Zhuang, this might be a relief. Even if she died a few days later, she wouldn't have gained anything but would have been tortured by her illness."

Zhuang Qianyao nodded, suppressing all his vulnerability.

Huo Yan bit her lower lip and couldn't help but whisper:

"Fourth brother, don't be sad. Your mother didn't leave, she's immortal. She lives in another world. Even if she's not with you anymore, she's still your mother, and you're still her son."

Zhuang Zhoucheng lowered his eyes to glance at the woman beside him, then took over the conversation and said:

"Yan'er also experienced the pain of losing her mother half a year ago. She's a woman, but she managed to get through it. You're a grown man, don't let people laugh at you. Stand up straight and be a man of integrity. After you get over the grief, you still have your own life to live. Don't dwell on your emotions for too long."

"yes, Sir."

Zhuang Qianyao nodded, pointed sideways towards the lounge, and said:

"Brother and sister-in-law, please go sit in the lounge first. Outsiders are not allowed in there. It's very quiet."

Zhuang Zhoucheng nodded slightly and pulled Huo Yan into the lounge.

Huo Yan sat down next to Zhuang Zhoucheng and whispered:

"Fourth brother just lost his mother, so don't say those things. It will make people feel very uncomfortable."

Zhuang Zhoucheng was slightly stunned, and looked at Huo Yan inquiringly. Oh, this little guy actually started to lecture him?

"Tell me, what should I say?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked her patiently without any annoyance.

Huo Yan observed the emotions on his face before saying:

"He's in a sad moment, you should comfort him, saying that might backfire."

The pain of losing one's mother is not some insignificant matter. Others simply cannot empathize with the person's heartache and sadness.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's words may sound infuriating and inspiring to normal people, but saying those things to someone who is so sad, isn't that forcing them?

"Ok?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng did not give any extra explanation, but just snorted lightly.

Huo Yan was speechless when she saw Zhuang Zhoucheng's indifferent expression. How could she dream of convincing him of his ideas?

With his elbows on his knees and his chin in his hands, he said sullenly:

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, you can be quite hurtful sometimes."

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at her sideways, raised his hands and hugged her in his arms without saying anything to her.

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his hand to take off Huo Yan's scarf and mask, and asked in a low voice:

"Will it be cold? Hmm?"

Huo Yan shook her head, and Zhuang Zhoucheng took off her hat.

Huo Yan was stunned for a moment, put his sunglasses on him, then quickly reached out and touched his hair, saying:

"Your hair is flattened, so don't take off your hat."

Holding her hair with one hand and grabbing her hat with the other, Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled and asked her:

"Like this hat?"

"Ah."

Actually it’s okay, but since he bought it for me, I have to accept it happily no matter how much I dislike it.

As for the things Zhuang Zhoucheng bought, it cannot be said that he had bad taste, it is also very likely that he did it on purpose, just like the styles of clothes he picked for her, they must be conservative.

So, just be so-so.

Zhuang Zhoucheng saw her nod in agreement, then he put the hat on her, tucked her bangs into the hat, and asked in a low voice:

"Don't comb your bangs upwards in winter, it will freeze your forehead."

In fact, he liked her cute and obedient look. With her bangs covering her face, she looked like a porcelain doll with red lips and white teeth, making her very lovable.

"No... but it's really cold here."

Huo Yan thought about it and just followed his words.

Whatever he said is what it is. There is no need to argue about it.

The girl could only be thankful that Zhuang Zhou Cheng was too busy to take care of her. If he were any freer, she would definitely not be able to stand his control over everything.

This man's desire for control is too strong. No matter what she does, he will not stop until he leaves some trace of his influence.

The lounge was not spacious and the heating was on full blast, so it was a bit hot when I sat down.

Zhuang Zhoucheng unbuttoned his coat and looked at Huo Yan sideways.

Huo Yan was playing with his mobile phone, staring at the screen intently.

Zhuang Zhoucheng watched the game she played for a while, sighed, and asked calmly:

"Is this game fun?"

Huo Yan nodded, paused, and suddenly turned to look at Zhuang Zhoucheng, his dark eyes staring straight at him, his red lips pursed, and then he said:

"I know what you want to say. You think I play games for childishness. I play games to relax. It's best if they don't require any brainpower and are still entertaining. I don't need to play games that require a high IQ."

It's obvious that playing games is for relaxation, so why would you choose something that requires your brain?

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyebrows slightly. He hadn't said anything yet, but this little guy interrupted him with a few words.

What else does he say now?

Nothing more to say!

"Take off your coat." Zhuang Zhoucheng changed the subject.

He started to pull at her coat and said quickly:

"Wait, there are flowers here, don't break them."

He took the flowers off and then took off his coat.

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at her expression and thought, most women like flowers.

It seemed that he had never given her flowers. Since she liked them, there was nothing wrong with giving her flowers.

Looking at the white petals, more attention is paid to the pin behind the flower. There are obvious traces of handicrafts on it, which is undoubtedly made by Shi Zhenlin.

He said leisurely:

"Third brother is a very considerate person. No wonder so many women like him."