frightfiction Chapter 422 The Attachment She Doesn’t Understand
Chapter 422 The Attachment She Doesn’t Understand
Huo Yan looked at him, her black and white eyes showing surprise. She didn't want to say what she had just said, so she suddenly asked this question, but he misunderstood her.
He shook his head, "I'm not unhappy, I'm just asking."
He turned around and walked out, pouting. How narcissistic! Are all men so self-righteous?
Zhuang Zhoucheng watched Huo Yan turn around and laughed helplessly.
Isn't this just trying to cover up something?
It seems that she is beginning to care about him.
"I'll make time to accompany you when I get back, ok?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng stood behind Huo Yan, stretched out his long arms, and directly embraced the person in his arms.
"If I want to be with you, I need to make an appointment at any time." Huo Yan said softly.
It wasn't a complaint; she really didn't have the slightest bit of complaint in her heart.
But it feels so unfair. Why can he control everything and do whatever he wants?
"And you still say you're not unhappy?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng held Huo Yan's shoulders, looked down at her, and pinched her fair and clean face, his heart full of love. His eyes were very gentle, and he whispered:
"You have to go to class. If you don't, I can take you with me."
Huo Yan looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng, then turned his face to the other side and muttered:
"That's not what I meant."
Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled, but didn't listen to her words. He just whispered:
"When you graduate, if you don't want to continue studying, just stay with me. I'll teach you step by step and ask you to do some work beside me so I can take you with me wherever I go, okay? It'll only take a year, and next semester you'll be a senior. If you're willing, I can arrange an internship for you."
As Zhuang Zhoucheng spoke, he pulled Huo Yan into his arms, hugged her gently, and patted her shoulders, just like coaxing a child.
Probably no girl who is almost twenty years old would like to be constrained like a child.
Huo Yan looks weak, but he has his own thoughts and ideas. It is natural that he would feel disgusted if he was always restricted like this.
"Zhuang Zhoucheng, I like my major." Huo Yan said seriously with a serious face.
Zhuang Zhoucheng paused and said with a smile:
"Being by my side, you can also participate in creation. In the future, there will be plenty of opportunities to meet senior architects, learn from them, and do high-end design, huh?"
As long as he is around, he will not let his woman suffer any grievances.
Zhuang Zhoucheng doesn't understand the construction industry, but among those in this industry, anyone he wants to have a relationship with can come to him.
Even if Huo Yan doesn't continue her studies after graduation, if we hire a famous architect to give her personal guidance and then release all kinds of gimmicky news about her, if she really has the ability, will she still have no way out?
Even if she is just a showgirl and has learned nothing, as long as I want her to be famous, then she can be famous all over the world.
Of course, this is on the premise that she listens to his arrangements, and he will naturally not harm her.
"I don't understand what you are saying. Please don't taint designers with disgusting commercial ideas!" Huo Yan said seriously. Design is a very pure thing, but when he said that, it sounded so vulgar!
She hated people like Zhuang Zhoucheng who could manipulate fate at will. Nothing was clean in this world anymore. Even the profit-seeking businessmen who designed them wanted to get involved. Did they just want to show off their abilities?
Zhuang Zhoucheng frowned slightly. This little bastard...
Following Huo Yan downstairs, Huo Yan immediately laid down on the sofa and played with her phone. When she first moved in here, how could she have dared to act so recklessly? Not to mention lying down and playing with her phone without any image, even sitting down would be tense and well-behaved.
Maybe I'm familiar with him. On the surface, I still seem to be afraid of him, but subconsciously I have already relaxed.
Zhuang Zhoucheng came out with some fruit and placed it on the coffee table in front of her. He leaned over to pick up her schoolbag and whispered:
"You throw your own things around? You can't find what you dropped and you blame others."
Huo Yan didn't even raise his eyes, and said with a snort:
"Will you pick it up for me?"
Well, that was her excuse. He would always pick up things if she threw them around, so if she couldn't find something, she could just ask him. If he just went along with her, how could he blame her for developing the habit of throwing things around?
Zhuang Zhoucheng placed his schoolbag directly on the coffee table, sat down beside her, and gently placed his big hand on her back, looking at Huo Yan. He couldn't help but stroke her hair again and again, whispering:
"Yan'er, I'm leaving tomorrow and will probably be gone for a week. Don't you have anything to say to me?"
"Oh, I'll wait for you to come back." Huo Yan said in a low voice, a little nonchalantly.
Zhuang Zhoucheng had a warm smile on his face, and he was not annoyed by her nonchalant words. Instead, his smile deepened a little.
He patted her shoulder and said, "Sit still, ok? Your eyesight is damaged."
"..."
Huo Yan paused, ignored him, and continued playing his own games. If he couldn’t play on the computer, could he not play on his phone either?
"Yan'er, where are your ears?" Zhuang Zhoucheng said in a deep voice.
"The ears are here."
He climbed up and sat down with his phone in his arms, leaning back against the sofa, his eyes still fixed on the phone screen, not even a glance away.
Zhuang Zhoucheng opened her phone and whispered:
"Your eyesight is broken, huh? Wanna watch some TV?"
"Zhuang Zhoucheng!"
Huo Yan turned to look at Zhuang Zhoucheng, frowning. Are you annoyed?
"See for yourself."
Seeing that his expression was a little cold, she slowed down her tone and muttered softly.
She looked up and saw that he didn't move, so she slid down from the sofa and turned on the TV with the remote control. She handed the remote control to Zhuang Zhoucheng, who took it and put it on the other side.
Huo Yan looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng, then stopped looking and continued playing with his phone.