The super rich starts with the self-discipline challenge

Chapter 86 Did I Break the Law?

Zhong Yun really didn't expect that Meng Jiaen was angry about this and even cried. It was a bit funny and touching.

He raised his hand, wiped away the tears from her eyes, and said, "I was just joking with you, did you take it seriously?"

Meng Jiaen tried to slap his hand away, but couldn't, so she punched his chest again and said angrily, "Can you joke about this kind of thing?"

Seeing that she was shedding more tears, Zhong Yun continued to coax her, "This is just like a quarrel between lovers, isn't it normal? Even the best of friends will have conflicts sometimes. Just like when you girls have a quarrel, you will say, 'I won't talk to you anymore.'"

Meng Jiaen looked at him, her eyes red and she sniffed, looking so pitiful. She grabbed his hand and said, "Then you have to take back what you said just now."

"Okay, I take that back."

"Besides, even if you are angry with me again in the future, you are not allowed to say such things."

"I promise you. As long as you are willing, we will be good friends for life."

"Also, you have to promise not to have those thoughts about me."

"Okay, if it doesn't behave itself again, I'll teach it a lesson for you."

"You also have to promise me that you won't bully me in the future."

"…That's too much. Have I violated the law of heaven? Should I sign these humiliating treaties?"

Meng Jiaen pouted, "Can't you just coax me and make me happy?"

"No, I can't lie against my conscience."

"Okay, you finally admitted it. You just like to bully me." She was so angry that she wanted to catch him again.

Zhong Yun grabbed her hand and said, "Come again?"

Meng Jiaen thought of the accident just now, her face turned red again, she stood up and said, "I won't make trouble with you anymore, I'm going to take a shower first."

Zhong Yun yawned, climbed onto the bed, pulled a pillow over his face, and lay there, saying, "You go ahead, I'll lie down for a while."

……

More than forty minutes later, Meng Jiaen came out of the shower, her hair wet and wrapped in a towel. When she pushed the door open, she heard snoring from inside. Zhong Yun was lying there sleeping soundly.

She walked in lightly, and closed the door gently after entering.

She saw Zhong Yun's feet sticking out, still wearing the slippers, and complained quietly, "You didn't even take off your shoes."

Meng Jiaen took a tissue, walked forward, wrapped his shoes with the tissue, carefully took them off, and gently placed them under the bed.

Then, he sat on the edge of the bed, wiped his hair with a towel, and watched Zhong Yun, whose snoring became heavier and heavier with his regular breathing.

He sweated a lot today, and you could see some things like salt grains at his temples after the sweat dried.

"Slept like a pig."

Meng Jiaen whispered, and suddenly reached out and pressed on the tip of his tall nose, pushing it up to reveal his nostrils. Looking at his funny look, she almost laughed out loud.

She suddenly felt playful, so she took out her cell phone, pushed his nose with one hand, and took a photo with him.

"See if you bully me again in the future."

Meng Jiaen put away her phone, propped her elbows on the bed, supported her chin with her hands, and lay there staring at him. Her eyes stayed on the layer of stubble that had just appeared on his chin, and a faint, soft smile spread at the corners of her mouth.

She poked his face gently and whispered, "It would be nice if you were always this good."

Zhong Yun seemed to sense something. He raised his hand and scratched his face, and the snoring stopped.

Meng Jiaen retracted her hand and waited for a while. Seeing that he did not open his eyes, after a while, the snoring sound started again.

She felt relieved.

After a while, her hands felt a little tired, so she simply lay down on the bed, resting her head on her arms, and looked at him face to face.

Gradually, she felt her eyelids becoming heavier and heavier, and she fell asleep unknowingly amidst Zhong Yun's snoring.

……

In the park, a group of middle-aged women and old ladies were dancing square dance. Zhang Yuzhen was also among them. This was her daily entertainment activity.

Zhong Lei slowly walked to a pavilion nearby, where a group of old men were playing chess or chatting.

"Old Zhong is here." As he walked over, someone offered him a seat. Soon someone noticed the walnuts in his hand and said, "You should have bought some walnuts a long time ago. You are not old. If you work hard and exercise, you will recover well."

"Yes."

They are all familiar people.

Someone who knows the goods said, "Hey, this doesn't look like an ordinary walnut. It's a plaything walnut, right? It looks like a chicken heart walnut. If it's real, it's not cheap."

Zhong Lei said with a smile, "I don't know, it was given to me by my son's friend. Be careful not to break it."

A group of people took the two walnuts and studied them for a long time, expressing their opinions in a buzzing manner. Some people took out their mobile phones, opened the short video platform and searched it, comparing the video with the pair of walnuts.

Zhong Lei was smiling at the side, obviously enjoying it very much.

Half an hour later, Zhong Lei saw that the people dancing in the square had dispersed, so he took back the walnuts, went to find his wife, and prepared to go back.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuzhen said, "Don't go back yet."

Zhong Lei was unhappy, "I haven't finished watching the TV series yet."

"I haven't been to my eldest brother's house for a long time. Let's go." Zhang Yuzhen ignored his protests and took him to his eldest brother's house.

Are you going to go back now and be a third wheel for your son?
This old man is really confused.

……

Zhong Yun was awakened by the vibration of his cell phone. When he opened his eyes, he saw Meng Jiaen's face, which was so close that he was startled.

When he moved, his neck felt sore.

I forgot about my stiff neck again.

He gritted his teeth and got up, tiptoed out of bed, pulled the air-conditioning quilt over her belly, then left the room and closed the door gently.

Then he took out his cell phone, and the vibration had stopped.

He looked and saw that it was the squad leader Huang Zhiyuan calling, and there were several WeChat messages, probably also sent by Huang Zhiyuan.

Zhong Yun quickly called back, "Sorry, I just fell asleep... I'll drive over now. I'll be there soon."

We had planned to drive the car over this afternoon to decorate it, put some flowers, wedding stickers, and happy marriage stickers, etc. But I accidentally fell asleep and forgot about it.

He took the car keys and went downstairs.

I drove to the wedding company and Huang Wenchao was waiting there.

The people from the wedding company started to busy themselves around the car.

Huang Wenchao said, "I heard from the teacher that you have a stiff neck. Are you okay?"

Zhong Yun pinched his neck and said, "Much better. Did you come back alone?"

"My wife has to look after the factory, and my daughter can't leave her now, so I have to come back alone."

"Do you know the old class's wife?"

"We've had dinner together a few times. She has a nice personality. It's just that her family is not easy to get along with."

Zhong Yun asked, "How do you say that?"

Huang Wenchao whispered, "Her father used to be the richest man here. The Tianfu Mansion in Hexi belongs to her family."

“So it’s that family.”

Zhong Yun knew this, and said with emotion, "Old classmate, this is great. At least we can save ourselves a few decades of hard work."

Huang Wenchao shook his head. "Two years ago, her father went to jail, and the Tianfu Mansion is now in ruins. Her family is in a mess now. Her uncle, her aunt, and her two cousins...are not easy to deal with."

"The company where Laoban works now was split off by his father-in-law and left to his daughter. Her relatives are jealous. Laoban is under a lot of pressure now."

Zhong Yun suddenly realized, "No wonder the old class teacher had to borrow luxury cars everywhere to show off. I said, he was not such a face-conscious person before."

Huang Wenchao lamented, "It's not easy to marry a daughter from a wealthy family."

Zhong Yunshen agreed with this.

(End of this chapter)