Zhao Tiezhu's latest post in his Wechat Moments: I'm in the mood to write a lewd poem while chatting.
The fragrance of the red lotus leaves the jade in autumn. Taking off my robe, I get on the orchid boat alone.
.....
There was no way to get rid of this feeling. He frowned, but it came back to his heart.
Li Qingzhao's Cut Plum Blossom, a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.
It was an ordinary poem. No one would find it strange after reading it. They would probably think that he was in the mood to write a poem. But this was a poem to express a woman's lovesickness. Zhao Tiezhu was a straightforward man. Even if he was in the mood to write a poem, he shouldn't have posted such a poem. Besides, this guy must have been taught Chinese by a PE teacher. He couldn't even distinguish between poems and poems.
The most important thing was that he specifically @ him.
What did he mean by posting a woman's lovesickness poem and then @ him?
Qin Ze certainly understood. If he didn't, he would be wasting his title as the Haize King.
So he immediately called Zhao Tiezhu. It rang for a long time, but no one answered. He called again. This time, it was hung up as soon as it got through. Qin Ze didn't want to give up and kept calling.
"I don't buy insurance, I don't buy shops, I don't care about stocks. If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up." As soon as the call got through, Zhao Tiezhu started talking like a machine gun.
"Brother Tiezhu, you're joking again. It's me, Qin Ze." Qin Ze's tone was very gentle.
"Oh, Qin Ze." Zhao Tiezhu suddenly realized. "Who's Qin Ze? I don't know a little wolfdog named Qin Ze."
Qin Ze smiled warmly. "Brother Tiezhu, can you give me some pointers? How's Sister Ziwei recently? "
He was smiling but cursing in his heart.
"She's okay. I heard that she was dumped by a little wolfdog in Shanghai. After crying and throwing tantrums at home, she finally realized the reality and decided to live a good life." Zhao Tiezhu said lightly.
"Come on, then what's with your poem?"
"I'm in the mood to write a poem."
"Why @ me again?"
"My hand slipped!"
Zhao Tiezhu's tone was flat. "Okay, don't call me if there's nothing. I'm busy and have no time to buy insurance. Goodbye!"
After that, Zhao Tiezhu hung up.
Qin Ze held his phone and let out a long sigh of relief.
Although Zhao Tiezhu didn't give him a good look, that sentence and the slip of his hand had revealed a lot of information.
There was no way to get rid of this feeling. Just as he lowered his brows, it rose up in his heart.
This sentence already explained everything.
Brother Tiezhu was quite loyal.
It was time to make a trip to the capital. With Wang Zijin's personality, it was almost impossible for her to take the initiative to reconcile with him. What is a female hipster? A female hipster is: You are cold, heartless, and heartless. I don't want to see you again. Get lost!
You're cold, you're heartless, you're heartless, you actually didn't come looking for me. I'll die for you right now. Scram!
She was the kind of person who could suffocate herself to death.
Qin Ze had already thought of this when she left Shanghai. The reason why she did not immediately follow her was because she needed to calm down. She was still angry. Secondly, he needed time to heal Sister Ziwei's wounds and ferment his longing for her.
The female hipster was still angry. So what if he chased her all the way to the capital? If he could not give her a satisfactory answer, she would slap him twice and ask him to scram. Things would be even more troublesome.
Once she calmed down, she would change her mind. When his sister was angry, she also had a cold war with him for half a month.
Scumbag Ze had already thought of many scenarios.
Although he was caught off guard by the showdown, he did not panic. It was not a big problem.
If you want to start a harem, but you don't have the domineering aura of Long Aotian, then you better think about it and play tricks.
If you want to start a harem, remember to highlight the key points and write down notes.
"Ding! Scumbag Man's original wish: Please reconcile with Wang Zijin before the Spring Festival. If you succeed, you will be rewarded 500 points. If you fail, you will be deducted the same amount. "
The System's voice rang in his mind without any warning.
"Finally, a proper mission." The System said, "Just like the national football team, you don't have much time left, only one week."
This time, Qin Ze was not mischievous. It was indeed a desire from the bottom of his heart, but his original idea was to go after the Spring Festival …
At the same time, he was pleasantly surprised. This meant that he had the hope to chase Wang Zijin again. According to the System's rules, it would not issue an impossible mission. Of course, it did not mean that it would be completed. It depended on his fate with Tissue.
"I thought you would protest the prefix of the mission." The System said.
"I knew you were using your power to slander me." Qin Ze gritted his teeth.
"I'm just telling the truth."
“.....”
Thinking about the mission in his mind, he was worried. At night, he received a message from Su Yu: "Hubby, it's the holidays. I have nothing to do. I'm moldy at home. Let's do something we love."
"It's not convenient." Qin Ze replied.
"What's not convenient? It's only 20 minutes away."
"I'm not in the mood today. There's still a long way to go. No hurry." Qin Ze tactfully rejected the request of the harem concubine, indicating that he would not do it tonight.
"My surname is Su Yu. My courtesy name is Fang Chang." Su Yu said.
Qin Ze sighed helplessly. Sure enough, Su Yu's style had collapsed.
This was not the world's fault. It was his fault.
.....
The next morning, while his parents were in the living room and his sister was in the boudoir, Qin Ze wanted to say something but stopped several times. Finally, he made up his mind: "Sister, I may … have to go to the capital."
Qin Bao Bao thought that he came in to "drive safely." After hearing this, the smile on his sister's face gradually disappeared. She did not look ferocious, just expressionless.
For a while, the room was filled with silent air.
After a long time, his sister with her back to him said in a flat tone: "Traveling to the capital during the New Year, right?"
Qin Ze paused for a second and then said, "Ah … Yeah."
"How long will you be gone?"
"A week …"
"Oh."
"You, you agree?" Qin Ze stared at his sister's back. She sat on the bed and did not turn around, so Qin Ze could not see her expression.
"It's just a trip. Why not?" His sister's tone was calm: "Don't stay too late. It's best if you can come back on New Year's Eve."
Qin Ze nodded.
"And …" Qin Bao Bao still did not turn around, but her tone was a little anxious and serious: "You're not allowed to bring anyone back."
"… Okay."
Nodding with difficulty, Qin Ze suddenly realized something. They were once close friends, deskmates for three years, and sisters who could sleep on the same bed for half a year. They might never be able to go back to the past.
His sister did not want that woman called Wang Zijin to return to Shanghai and step into this house again.
It was because of her mistake that she almost lost her true love.
Time passed. A year and a half of getting along with each other still seemed to be in front of her eyes, but the time of the past could not be reappeared.
What had happened had happened, just like how things that were broken could never be mended.
What about Wang Zijin? Was she still willing to return to Shanghai?
What kind of attitude would she have to face her former best friend?
Thinking of this, Qin Ze's heart sank.
Qin Ze's afternoon flight left. The plane's engine roared like thunder, leaving a white trail in the blue sky.
At night, Qin Ma mentioned this at the dinner table: "How's the old man of the Wang family? Azé said that he was sent to the emergency room. Zijin must be crying her heart out."
In the past, Wang Zijin had mentioned to Mrs. Qin that she had grown up under her grandfather's care. The grandfather and granddaughter were very close.
Now Qin Ma and the old man already knew about Wang Zijin's family background. When they first heard about it, they were shocked. They did not expect their daughter's best friend, son's girlfriend, and future daughter-in-law to be a noble from the capital.
The third generation of the Qin family were good people, but the eighteenth generation and above were bumpkins. Obviously, they were not good enough for the girl. Fortunately, Qin Ze did not disappoint. Although he was still suspected of trying to climb up the social ladder, he would not be called a toad wanting to eat swan meat.
If it was in the past, Qin Ma would kneel to Wang Zijin without hesitation. She would cry and say, "Princess, are you blind? Please let my son go."
"After all, I'm old. I have to face the problems that I have to face." The old man sighed and said, "You don't have to worry. Old Master Wang will be on the news in the future. He has a professional medical team to take care of his health."
At this point, the old man looked at his daughter. "Bao Bao, what's Zijin's phone number again? Our Azé has also visited her parents. Old Master Wang is critically ill. It's only right for us to call and ask about it. It's not good for others to think that we're uncultured."
Qin Bao Bao was not in a good mood. Her eyes were listless and she was in a state of emptiness. When she heard this, she finally came back to her senses and waved her hands. "No need, no need."
Qin Ma frowned. "I think that Old Qin has a point."
"There's really no need." Qin Bao Bao lowered her head and ate. "Don't bother about it. She's a housewife and a university professor. Why are you butting in? They're relatives of the royal family."
She thought to herself, "What will happen after this call?
Maybe Azé will be arrested and thrown into jail as soon as he gets off the plane. Maybe he will be sentenced to life imprisonment or something. The reason is that he maliciously slandered (cursed) the country's leader.
Sigh, it doesn't feel bad. "
Then, the little red guy and the wolf in the house would be finished!
Qin Bao Bao was ready to make a move.
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