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

Chapter 1221 Finding Happiness Back

"Don't show up here, Fourth Miss Zhuang. Can you still play innocent after what's happened over the past month? Please don't pretend you don't know how your Zhuang family treated our Zhou family. You'd better lift your noble feet and walk around, and don't hold the Zhuang family back."

Zhou Lan'er opened the door and entered the room. "Don't come here again. My mother wants to kill you."

"Lan'er..." Seventeen ran over quickly, pushing the door open, "I just want to say sorry to my parents-in-law..."

"Do you think it's useful?" Zhou Lan'er asked back with a cold face.

Seventeen's tears rolled down her cheeks, "I'm sorry..."

Zhou Lan'er slammed the door shut and refused to listen to a word she said.

Kou Quan picked up the ring on the ground, held it tightly in his palm, loosened it after a long time, and put it in his pocket.

"Qiqi, do you want to leave?" Kou Quan asked in a cold voice.

Seventeen turned around and looked at Kou Quan, her face tearing up, "Brother."

Kou Quan turned and left. "You no longer care about Uncle and Aunt Yan's sadness and disappointment. Apart from that dead man, there's no one else in your heart anymore. Or you can continue to beg this family to forgive you, swear to heaven and tell them that you have nothing to do with the Zhuang family. Regardless of whether they live or die, you are the daughter-in-law of the Zhou family. If this is what you want, then I will grant you your wish and will not bother you again."

"As a daughter who doesn't even care about her parents and relatives, I think Uncle Zhuang and Aunt Yan will no longer expect anything from you except heartache and disappointment."

Kou Quan's words became quieter and quieter as he walked away.

Seventeen watched Kou Quan get into the car, and his eyes met hers in the car, but he remained standing still. Kou Quan left in disappointment, and Seventeen watched the car gradually disappear from her sight, tears blurring her eyes again.

"elder brother……"

Seventeen squatted at the gate of Zhou's house and cried loudly. The door behind her opened again and a bucket of cold water was poured over her head.

"Go wail somewhere else! It's so unlucky to do it in broad daylight!"

The servant came in cursing and slammed the door shut.

Seventeen was still squatting there crying, crying her heart out, not knowing what to do next. She knew that the Zhou family would not let her in, and she just wanted to say sorry to the two elders, she had a responsibility.

If she hadn't constantly complained about her husband spending so little time with her and rarely coming home, how could he have arranged this trip despite his busy schedule? Without this overseas trip, how could her husband have had an accident, how could she have lost her husband, and how could her parents-in-law have lost their son?

She just wanted to say sorry, but...

Seventeen squatted at the gate of Zhou's house for a long time, and only left when it was getting dark.

Just like a zombie, he walked step by step into the night, no longer knowing who he was.

Seventeen was knocked down by someone and slowly fell to the ground. The person probably wanted to help her up, but after trying to help her, she was still lying on the ground motionless. The person didn't understand whether she was responsible for him or what, so he stood for a while and then left.

Seventeen was lying on the ground, without any reaction, as if he had been hit stupidly.

I don’t know how long it took, but a pair of black leather shoes appeared within my sight.

Seventeen closed his eyes and breathed weakly.

"Going home?" A mellow and deep voice sounded, and the voice was so pleasant as if it had been soaked in thousand-year-old wine.

"dad……"

Seventeen's tears rolled down her cheeks. "No one understands me. No one understands my pain..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng pulled his daughter up and held her gently in his arms, his strong and broad chest giving her the warmest support.

"No matter how painful it is, you have to endure it. How long can Daddy walk with you? How many times can Daddy help you up when you fall? Daddy is already old. If you are still so ignorant and not independent and strong on the day Daddy leaves this world, how can I leave with peace of mind?"

"Dad..." Seventeen hugged his father and cried bitterly, holding his father's clothes tightly, tears rolling down his face uncontrollably.

Zhuang Zhoucheng stroked Seventeen's burning forehead with his big hand. He had been exposed to the sun for several hours and was soaked twice. His clothes kept getting wet and dry. It would be strange if he didn't get sick.

"When you were little, I always wanted to give you the best. I took care of everything for you. I always stubbornly believed that as Zhuang Zhoucheng's daughter, there was no need for me to go through anything. I had enough ability to give her the best in the world, to let her world be filled with only truth, goodness and beauty. But Dad..."

The biggest mistake she made was handing her precious daughter over to a man of unstable mind. If the Zhou family could be on par with the Zhuang family, and the Zhuang and Zhou families were well matched, perhaps Zhou Haoyu would not have developed a rebellious heart under pressure.

"You are still Daddy's pride. Daddy hopes that your world will be clean and simple, and you have achieved it. Daddy taught you to be kind, not jealous, not to have bad intentions, and to be an elegant girl who embodies truth, goodness, and beauty. You have achieved all of these. But Daddy forgot to teach you how to recognize people and how to guard against them. This is Daddy's mistake. Qiqi, can you help Daddy make up for his mistake?"

Seventeen nodded repeatedly, even though he didn't understand what his father's words implied.

Zhuang Zhoucheng hugged his daughter and felt a pain in his heart.

Could it be that his love and infatuation weren't inherited from him? Zhuang Zhoucheng was well aware of his daughter's current agony, a state worse than death. Thinking back to the time when his wife left him, he still felt a pang of pain.

Zhuang Zhoucheng sighed, "Many people only understand many truths after they grow up, just like being reborn. From now on, you have to be independent and learn to live for yourself, okay?"

"Hmm..." Seventeen had already burst into tears.

The appearance of her father broke the fragile defense line in her heart. She could only curl herself up into a small ball, nestling in her father's arms, refusing to go anywhere, not wanting to hear anything, and not wanting to see anything.

"You promised dad to live well, and dad will help you find happiness again." Zhuang Zhoucheng whispered, his eyes firm in the night. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the dark night sky.

I want to cruelly make my daughter accept this reality and tell her the truth, but I don't want to see her suffer a double blow.

Zhuang Zhoucheng patted his baby daughter gently until he heard her light breathing, then he picked her up and carried her sideways, walking towards the car behind him.

Kou Quan stood beside him and whispered, "Uncle, let me do it."

I want to use this identity to hug her one last time.

Zhuang Zhoucheng handed his daughter to Kou Quan and whispered, "Don't let me down!"

"Yes!" Kou Quan said firmly.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at his daughter's face and got into the car with a serious face. The biggest mistake he made in his life was to give his daughter's hand to someone else by mistake. He hoped that everything was still in time.

Kou Quan hugged Seventeen, feeling heartbroken and reluctant. He stood outside the car for a long time before getting in.

Seventeen was sent back to the villager's house. The doctor came frequently this month and almost lived in the villager's house.