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

Chapter 548 Zhuang Zhou Chengli Searches for His Wife

The eldest wife has a lot of notes in her notebook.

Of course, the most important thing is that Ji Wuwei has to like it.

Madam Xiang and Zhuang Jinhuan were naturally involved in this matter and gave some suggestions.

It takes some time to select the right socialites.

Zhuang Zhoucheng returned to Kyoto and only informed Lu Zeng and others after landing. This made Lu Zeng and others anxious, and they all hurried to Kyoto.

Zhuang Zhoucheng returned to the Oriental Pearl Tower. The villa was empty and quiet. It was the same as when she left. There was no doubt that she had never been back.

Zhuang Zhoucheng stood at the door without moving, his slippers already placed on the ground, but he didn't change them.

After standing there for a long time, he turned around and left the villa and drove away.

The car was not the one he usually drove, he had replaced it with an ordinary car.

He thought Huo Yan would go to the cemetery. Today, when Zhuang Zhoucheng went to Huo Yan's mother's grave again, he brought a lot of things, including flowers, fruits, wine, and sincerity.

Walking up the thousand steps step by step, they placed flowers in front of Huo Yan's mother's grave.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was startled at the moment, looked around immediately, and shouted a few times:

"Huo Yan, Huo Yan..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng was running at various intersections carrying things. The wind ruffled his short hair and blew away his anxious cries.

There was no trace of him at any intersection, so Zhuang Zhoucheng returned disappointed and went to the grave of Huo Yan's mother again.

He placed the flowers and fruits in front of the grave, bowed to the tombstone, and whispered:

"Mother-in-law, Yanyan and I have registered our marriage. Please bless us. In this life, I will treat her well and make her happy."

Zhuang Zhoucheng took a sip of wine and took it away, leaving the fruits and flowers where they were.

Zhuang Zhoucheng drove directly to Qingjiang. He had been to Qingjiang once and didn't know the specific address.

Moreover, it was Lu Zeng who was driving at the time, and the people sitting in the car had no idea how to get there.

So Zhuang Zhoucheng got lost and his car stopped on the side of the road.

I called Lu Zeng, but the line was not connected because everyone was on the plane.

Huo Yan's phone has been turned off since yesterday, so Zhuang Zhoucheng could only ask his secretary to give him the address of Huo Yan's hometown.

The secretary quickly sent the address over, and Zhuang Zhoucheng used his mobile phone for navigation and got back on the road.

Only those with navigation would know that he had driven onto the national highway, which was quite far away.

It was already afternoon when Zhuang Zhoucheng's car arrived at Qingjiang Town. There was nothing to eat in the car, so he opened the bottle of wine and took a few sips.

Spicy enough!

After entering the town, he clearly remembered what happened here a year ago, and every detail of his and her making love on the simple bed.

At that time, she was silly and stupid, but very stubborn.

Looking back on the past, he realized that she hadn't changed and she had always been rejecting him.

And he has been forcing people from the beginning to now.

The only thing that changed was that they were married now and she was his wife.

I walked into the town and found Huo Yan's house. The front of the house was very clean, probably because it had been cleaned and tidied recently, but there was no one in the house.

As soon as Zhuang Zhoucheng moved, the dog Dahuang from Aunt Lu's house above started barking.

Zhuang Zhoucheng probably thought it was too noisy and frowned slightly.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's intuition told him that Huo Yan had come back, but he had no idea where he had gone.

There was a small bench at the door, about one meter long and only ten centimeters wide. Zhuang Zhoucheng sat down and didn't plan to leave. He didn't want to miss it again. This was like waiting for something to happen.

At this season, the corn on the mountain is ripe, and when the sun sets, villagers pass by one after another.

An old man was resting beside Huo Yan's house, carrying a basket of corn on his back. Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at him, stood up, walked over, and asked politely:

"Old man, the daughter of this family has come back, right?"

"Are you asking about Huo Yan? She's been back, she came back yesterday, but she's not here today. She must have gone to the city, right? Her uncle lives in the county town."

The old man's house is just upstairs, not far from Huo Yan's house. Of course he knows when the lights are on here at night.

"Thank you." Zhuang Zhoucheng said.

The old man looked at the man in front of him. His clothes and his spirit were so strong that he couldn't be from their small town.

Like a movie star, they are very distant and not ordinary people.

The old man didn't rest for long. Everyone had their own things to do. After resting for a while, he left with the basket on his back.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was thinking, is he going to the county town?

But where would she be in the county?

What made Zhuang Zhoucheng hesitate was, what if he went to the county town and she came back?

He wasn't sure where she had gone and was afraid of missing her again.

Aunt Lu's son Jiang Hua came back this summer to learn how to drive. He is already in college and wants to stay in the city to find a job.

Graduation season is a tragedy for graduates. Good candidates cannot get jobs, and bad candidates are looked down upon. More than half of graduates face the embarrassment of being unemployed right after graduation.

Jiang Hua didn't find a good job, so he came back to learn how to drive. He wanted to get a driver's license first. For fresh graduates, being able to drive is another skill.

He rode an electric bike and stopped in front of Huo Yan's house. His eyes met Zhuang Zhoucheng's.

"Who are you and why are you sitting here?" Jiang Hua asked in a somewhat aggressive tone.

We subconsciously divide people into humans and thieves. If a man is born like that, it is enough for him to be a catwalk model. How can he be a thief?

Furthermore, the material of the clothes and the subtle aura of dominance emanating from them were such that no one with eyes would think otherwise.

Zhuang Zhoucheng suddenly remembered what Huo Yan said about going fishing in the river with his neighbor's brother when he was a child. He suddenly became angry for no reason and said in a deep voice:

"Where is Huo Yan?"

"Are you here to see Huo Yan?"

Jiang Hua got out of the car while talking and parked it on the side of the road.

"Did she go to the city, or is she still here?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked again.

Jiang Hua shook the keys in his hand. This man was really stubborn.

"She left with a bag this morning. She must have gone to the city. Her grandparents are both in the city. She's at her uncle's house. You haven't told me who you are yet." Jiang Hua said.

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at him and said, "Thank you."

After getting the answer he wanted, she simply ignored him. How cold and indifferent.

Jiang Hua stood on the side of the road for a while, then thought that the man was quite nice, so he just let it go and pushed the cart back home.

I would come out from time to time to check, wanting to tell them to leave quickly because it was almost dark and they should come back earlier.

But when I think about how arrogant that man is, I have to wait, preferably for a whole night.

Zhuang Zhoucheng had cigarettes with him, which he had bought last night. He drove for most of the night and smoked a few cigarettes in a square. In short, he was fully embodying the essence of decadence.

I lit a cigarette and when there was a pile of ashes at my feet, it was getting dark.

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyes, but still hadn't seen Huo Yan come back. Perhaps it was because it was dark, Zhuang Zhoucheng felt inexplicably panicked, afraid that he would completely lose her at this moment.

He was so absorbed in looking at the ashes on the ground that the cigarette in his hand had burned his fingers. He only realized it when he felt the pain.

His hand trembled, and he threw the cigarette butt away, extinguishing it with his shiny black leather shoes.

"When did you start smoking?"

A soft female voice sounded beside me.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked up from the tomb!

About three meters away, she stood outside the ditch and looked at him.

At this moment, the hot blood in Zhuang Zhoucheng's body rushed into his brain like a galloping horse, just like a dead branch meeting water, it instantly revived and bloomed at this moment.

He stood up, opened his mouth, paused, and then spoke again:

"came back."

Thousands of words to say, but all that comes out is this plain sentence.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes were a little red. Fortunately, it was dark, otherwise, he would have been laughed at by her.

Huo Yan was holding noodles, eggs, and a vegetable in his hands.

She did go to town and she slept at home last night.

Can't sleep, scared to be alone.

So she left early in the morning. She had thought about staying at her uncle's house for a few days, but her uncle's house was so small that if she really moved in, her cousin would have to sleep in the living room again.

Summer is different from winter. Not only is there no air conditioning, but there are also mosquitoes.

Besides, how hot is it to sleep on the sofa?

If she went there, she would only cause trouble for others, so she just came back.

I came back home yesterday feeling stupid and there was nothing at home.

Can the rice in the rice jar still be eaten after a year?

Nothing, hungry all day.

I remembered to buy it when I came back from the city today.

I don’t like eating noodles, but noodles are easy to cook. Just boil a pot of water, throw in noodles, eggs, and vegetables, and stew them.

Eating is troublesome. You have to cook and fry dishes, and wash an extra bowl.

When you are alone at home, keep things simple.

Huo Yan walked over and stood in front of Zhuang Zhoucheng.

If you don't believe her, why are you looking for her again?

Did he really have no guilt at all for treating her like that?

She really didn't understand this man.

"You are not welcome here." Huo Yan looked at Zhuang Zhou and said seriously.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her with only a smile in his eyes, and changed her subject:

"Have you bought some food? I'm hungry. Let's go inside. There are too many mosquitoes outside."

Huo Yan suddenly pushed Zhuang Zhoucheng. Zhuang Zhoucheng held on for a second, then took a step back under her force.

"I'm much stronger now," he said with a smile.

Huo Yan shouted loudly:

"I told you, you're not welcome here. Don't you understand?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes darkened and he spoke slowly:

"I watched the surveillance footage on the Left Bank..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng stopped talking right after he finished speaking, his tone was heated and his eyes were red.