In the large and gorgeous box, an elderly man with gray hair was sitting on the main seat. On the right side sat a middle-aged couple and their daughter, and a place was left open, followed by a Very handsome young man.
Behind the old man stood a middle-aged housekeeper.
Although the box is very large, there are only a handful of people, and only a few people come by one hand.
Today was a family dinner for the Zhou Shi family, so we didn't invite relatives or friends, mainly a few elders wanted to discuss the engagement of Zhou Siyang, the only grandson of Zhou Jinfeng's line, and Shi's daughter Shiyin.
At this time, Shi Yin was looking at Zhou Siyang, who was playing with his mobile phone, with a stupid expression on his face, looking intently, like a sculpture.
"Wu Kang," the old man said, with a sonorous voice, and asked, "When will Cheng Yuan say it will arrive?"
As soon as the words were asked, the door of the box was opened.
Zhou Chengyuan, whose face was pale, was pushed in by a young man in a wheelchair. He nodded slightly to everyone present, and whispered apologetically: "Sorry, I'm late."
"It's not too late, hurry, and sit down quickly." Shiyin's mother Tang Yulin smiled.
"Well, now that we are all here," Mr. Zhou waved his hand, "Wu Kang, go and let people serve food."
"Okay, sir." Wu Kang answered, and took the door and the servant who had pushed Zhou Chengyuan out of the box.
"I think since it is a lifelong event for Yinyin and Siyang, I might as well listen to the two of them and see what day they want to set it down." Mr. Zhou Jinfeng took the lead.
Shi Mingyuan nodded and echoed: "I agree."
Zhou Jinfeng smiled, looked over, and yelled in a cordial tone: "Yin Yin?"
Shi Yin did not move.
Several people projected their gazes, and Tang Yulin, who was sitting next to Shiyin, had to quickly raise her hand under the table and twist Shiyin's thigh.
Shi Yin screamed in pain.
She came back to her senses, looked at the strangers who were sitting with her, and blinked in confusion.
Look at who I am, where am I, what am I doing, and who are you guys at a loss.
"What do you want from Grandpa? Do you have any thoughts about the marriage between you and Si Yang?" Tang Yulin winked at Shiyin desperately.
People who didn't know thought her eyes twitched.
Shiyin looked dumbfounded: "Who?"
"Thinking of Yang!" Tang Yulin tried to keep a smile on her face pretending to be calm, and snarled in the direction where Zhou Siyang was sitting, reminding Shiyin: "Did you keep telling your mother that your biggest dream is to marry you? Brother Si Yang?"
and many more…
Shiyin frowned. Why is this sentence so familiar with this person's name?
Shiyin looked at the person sitting across from him, stared at the strange handsome man in front of him, and asked uncertainly: "Zhou...Zhou Siyang?"
Zhou Siyang raised his eyebrows, "What?"
Is it really Zhou Siyang? ? ?
Isn’t Zhou Siyang... the scumbag male protagonist in the essay she just finished reading? ? ?
exm? ? ?
what's the situation?
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