Chapter 951: Meeting in Silence

There is a rose tree in the flowerbed, and the roses on it have bloomed, bright and juicy.

Leng Zhiyuan looked at it for a few seconds, then reached out to touch it.

Roses...

He gave her a candied haws rolled with rose petals on the Chinese Valentine's Day, but unfortunately... it was taken away by Han Xuan...

Leng Zhiyuan was thinking blankly, and then a footstep sounded behind him, "Zhiyuan."

The voice was very familiar, Leng Zhiyuan looked back, and it turned out to be... Zhou's mother.

"Mom, why are you here?" She was quite surprised, so she asked naturally, but she froze as soon as she said it, and then quickly changed her words, "Aunt..."

Mother Zhou walked forward, she looked up and down at Leng Zhiyuan lovingly, "Zhiyuan, no matter what you call me, you are like my daughter in my heart. I have been worried about you these days, and now I see that you are doing well, I am relieved."

Leng Zhiyuan also likes Mother Zhou. She has been without a mother since she was a child, and Mother Zhou treats her like a daughter. She nodded, "Aunt, thank you."

As she said that, she took out something and handed it to Mother Zhou, "Aunt, this bracelet is returned to you."

This was given by Mother Zhou when she married Zhou Yao. It is a family heirloom of the Zhou family. Now she is no longer the daughter-in-law of the Zhou family, and she can't keep this bracelet.

Zhou's mother didn't take it. She said with a sad expression, "Zhiyuan, you keep this bracelet. I won't take back the things I give away... It's our family that failed you, and Zhou Yao is unlucky."

"Aunt, don't say that. You should keep this bracelet. It's not appropriate to keep it with me..."

"Zhiyuan, don't postpone it. This is a gift from me to you. We will be together forever. We will think of each other."

Zhou's mother was determined not to accept it, and Leng Zhiyuan couldn't take it either. This bracelet should be given to... Han Xuan now. She was not qualified to take it.

"Aunt..."

At this time, another footstep sounded, and a handsome and upright figure appeared.

Zhou's mother looked back, "Zhou Yao, you are here?"

Leng Zhiyuan looked up and saw that it was indeed Zhou Yao. At this time, he was standing on the steps with his hands in his trouser pockets. The retro palace lanterns in the corridor shone down from his head, and his handsome face was like jade.

He was looking at her tenderly.

"Zhou Yao, Zhiyuan, you guys chat slowly, I'm leaving first." Zhou's mother left quickly and tactfully.

"Aunt, the bracelet..." The bracelet was still in Leng Zhiyuan's hand. She wanted to chase after her, but Zhou's mother had already left. She glanced at Zhou Yao, only to see him lower his eyes and glance at the bracelet in her hand.

Her little hand holding the bracelet instantly became hot, and all the past events came to her mind vividly. Love always hurts.

She lowered her long eyelashes, and then handed the bracelet over, "Aunt won't take it, you take it and give it to her."

Zhou Yao walked down with his long legs apart, step by step to the woman. He looked at her stunning facial features, and his voice was a little low and hoarse, "My mother gave it to you, you should keep it, or you can give it to my mother yourself."

If his mother was willing to take it, she would have taken it just now.

Leng Zhiyuan's little hand holding the bracelet froze in mid-air.

Neither of them spoke again. The atmosphere was very peaceful. His tall body stood in front of her. She looked up at him quietly, and saw his dark narrow eyes still fixed on her face, quiet, gentle, compassionate and hot...

Leng Zhiyuan's heartbeat accelerated, "You..."

"You..." He also spoke at the same time.

The two stopped at the same time, "You speak first."

After this sentence fell, neither of them spoke. Some words have been brewing in their hearts for a long time, but now they don't know how to say them.

The two stood quietly and stupidly for a while. At this time, Leng Zhiyuan felt a chill on her cheeks. She looked up and saw that the sky began to drizzle.

"It's raining." Zhou Yao watched the raindrops hit her. He wanted to find a piece of clothing for her to put on, but he had nothing in his hands. He took a step forward and held up his hands to cover her head.

The familiar clear masculine smell suddenly approached, and Leng Zhiyuan froze for a moment. When she found that he held up his hands to shield her from the rain, she wanted to laugh in her heart. If the rain really came, what would his hands do? Childish.

At this time, Han Xuan appeared at the door. She clenched her fists and looked at the two people standing in the flowerbed not far away. Her husband stood straight. He used his hands to block the rain for Leng Zhiyuan. His childish appearance was like a high school boy who suddenly met the girl he liked and rushed forward foolishly with full of passion...

Han Xuan's blood froze. She knew that he doted on that woman. He had cursed that woman as a "little bastard" before, but his tone was so indulgent...

Leng Zhiyuan stood for a while without moving. At this time, a figure broke into her eyes and she saw Han Xuan.

The throbbing in her heart was quickly suppressed. She raised her head and looked at Zhou Yao, "The rain is heavy, our clothes are wet, let's go back."

After not seeing her for a few days, Zhou Yao found that he hadn't seen her for several years. He described her facial features infatuatedly, "Zhiyuan, I..."

"Major General Zhou, I'm leaving first." Leng Zhiyuan turned and left.

Zhou Yao's hand slowly dropped down. He stood in the rain and watched Leng Zhiyuan's disappearing back...

Han Xuan looked at Zhou Yao's figure inside...

...

Leng Zhiyuan returned to the hall. She did not see Ye Ziyi and asked a waiter, "Have you seen Ye Si?"

The waiter pointed to a room, "Ye Si and Mr. Ye are in that room."

"Thank you." Leng Zhiyuan thanked him and walked towards the room.

The door of the room was not closed, leaving a crack. Leng Zhiyuan looked inside. Ye Ziyi stood very respectfully. Ye's father criticized him with a serious face, "What happened recently? Why didn't you attend the high-level meeting? What mistakes did you make? Did the higher-ups take away your power?"

"Father, I don't know what happened..."

"You useless thing!" Ye's father scolded, "Your background is not good, and your bloodline is not pure. If it weren't for your success in recent years, do you think I would take you home and recognize your identity? I was planning to hand over the Ye family to you, but your current performance is too disappointing!"

"Father, I will work hard in the future."

"Then wait until you achieve results! Humph!" Ye's father left with his sleeves.

Ye's father walked to the door, and Leng Zhiyuan did not hide. If she hid now, it would arouse suspicion.

The door opened, and Ye's father was stunned when he saw Leng Zhiyuan. Leng Zhiyuan nodded politely. Ye's father said "yes" with a bad face, and then left.

"Zhiyuan, why are you here?" Ye Ziyi came out.

Leng Zhiyuan looked at him hesitantly, "I came to see you and accidentally heard your conversation with Mr. Ye... Mr. Ye... Ziyi, are you okay?"