Chapter 690 - Such A Lame Joke!
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After sending a look to his parents, Zheng Ziming went to stand by the french window.
âBrother Jingcheng, Asteria said she had other arrangements this year and wouldnât be able to go back. Didnât she call you?
âI see. I know. Iâll look after her.
âAlright. Bye, Brother Jingcheng.â
The smile on Zheng Zimingâs face looked awkward after he hung up. There was a moment of silence before he went back to the dining table.
âHave we turned the heater too high?â Mother Zheng frowned when she saw Zheng Zimingâs face.
Zheng Ziming looked at her in bewilderment.
Mother Zheng wiped Zheng Zimingâs forehead. âWhy are you covered in a cold sweat in the middle of the winter? We should have you looked at before you get ill. Letâs go to the doctor later and have you checked. Itâs Chinese New Year soon.â
Zheng Ziming looked taken aback. He wiped his forehead and his palm came back covered in sweat.
âAlright.â He swallowed and sipped at his porridge, still in shock.
Yes, he felt this way every time he got a phone call from that man. The fear seemed to be deeply rooted in his bones and he couldnât get away from it, be it in Europe or here in China.
Qiao Yu didnât go to work for the next few days, for Chinese New Yearâs Eve was coming and all companies were on holiday. He didnât go to the annual convention this year to stay with Xia Ning and Enoch.
Cheng Feixuanâs PR team was still trashing Xia Ning online, but Xia Ningâs fans were no angels. The two sides fought mercilessly and cyber-spat at each other.
On Chinese New Yearâs Eve, Qiao Yu invited Mu Zichen and Wen Yue over.
Mu Zichen usually celebrated western festivals and he made no preparation for the Chinese New Year. It was pretty much the same case with Wen Yue.
Gao Wanhua sat at the host seat at the dinner table. Mu Zichen and Wen Yue sat on her left and Qiao Yu and Xia Ning on the right. As for Enoch, he sat next to Xia Ning.
Gao Wanhua smiled at Mu Zichen and Wen Yue. âThings have been quite lonely here for a few years. With the two of you here, it finally feels like Chinese New Year again.
âAuntie, thatâs so kind of you. Neither Wen Yue nor I have many family members and we should be the ones thanking you for having us here,â said Mu Zichen with a smile.
Wen Yue chimed in. âItâs my first time here, but Iâve forgotten to bring a gift...â
âIâm happy enough to have you here. Forget about gifts,â said Gao Wanhua with a smile. âIâm so glad to have you here. Yue, youâre what? Three months pregnant?â Her gaze landed on Wen Yueâs belly.
Wen Yue smiled at her. âYou have sharp eyes, Auntie. Iâm just over three months.â
âGreat. Thatâs great. I canât wait to go to you and Zichenâs wedding.â Gao Wanhua smiled. She then turned to Mu Zichen. âZichen, youâd better look after Yue. Donât upset her.â
âAuntie, youâre making fun of me. I would never do such a thing!â Rubbing his nose, Mu Zichen smiled awkwardly.
Wen Yue darted a look at him. âDid you hear what Auntie Gao said?â
âYes, Your Majesty,â said Mu Zichen in a hurry. He then looked at Qiao Yu, who had been fighting against a fish in this plate the whole time.âAlex, you have a career and a great relationship. You have it all. I guess weâll have to drink till we drop tonight.â
âIâm at home and I can drop wherever I want to. As for you, you still have to get back, so you decide how drunk you want to be,â said Qiao Yu indifferently. He then picked up some fish and put it in Xia Ningâs bowl.
Mu Zichen was speechless. âThat was a really lame joke.â