Chapter 815 Zhiyuan, You Must Also Attend This Banquet

Leng Zhiyuan no longer wanted to stay in the country, nor did she want to see that man again. She wanted to return to Hong Kong.

Dad had no hope. After she left the army gate, she wanted to take a car to the airport to buy a ticket, but after thinking about it, she left her passport and ID at Zhou's house.

She must go back to Zhou's house.

There was no other way, so she took a taxi back.

After returning to the Zhou family's mansion, the servant opened the door and said, "Young mistress, are you back?"

"Yeah." She hummed and walked directly to her room.

But just as we reached the living room, Zhou's mother came out, "Zhiyuan, why are you back? Did you come back by taxi? Why don't you call home and I'll send the driver to pick you up."

"No need..." Leng Zhiyuan was a little at a loss for this enthusiastic mother.

Zhou's mother reached out and held her hand, "Zhiyuan, why are your hands so cold? Are you not used to it in the army? If you don't like it, don't go. When you miss Zhou Yao, I will call him and ask him to drive." return."

Leng Zhiyuan,…

At this time, Father Zhou happened to come back from outside with his briefcase. He saw a kind smile on Leng Zhiyuan's face, "Zhiyuan, are you back? It's time to start dinner. Let's eat together."

This question is for Zhou Mu.

Mother Zhou nodded, "Lunch has been prepared for a long time. Come, let's start dinner."

…

Having no other choice, Leng Zhiyuan was held by Zhou's mother and sat down at the dining table. The servants were serving all kinds of exquisite meals. She took a look and was surprised.

These are all Hong Kong dishes.

The cuisine in Hong Kong is very different from that in the Mainland, and the living habits are different.

At this time, a servant added dishes and chopsticks to her and said with a respectful smile, "Young lady, my wife has invited a Hong Kong cook to come back these days to teach us how to cook Hong Kong food. She also said that you were married so far away from home, so you must want to eat it." It’s home-cooked food, no, we cook it every day, and you’re back today. Young Mistress, hurry up and try to see if what we cook is authentic, and what areas need improvement.”

In fact, it doesn't matter where Leng Zhiyuan eats. She always travels all over the country and is used to it. If she is good at cooking, she doesn't have to eat Hong Kong food.

But looking at this table of Hong Kong food, her heart felt very warm.

She has been without a mother since she was a child. Although her father and elder brother dote on her, they cannot replace her mother's soft and delicate love. She has never enjoyed her mother's love in her life. Now...

She raised her eyes to look at Zhou's mother, her beautiful gray eyes flashing softly, "Thank you..."

"Zhiyuan, the family said thank you. Come, let's eat quickly." Mother Zhou picked up the vegetables and put them in her bowl.

She obediently lowered her eyes to eat.

At this time, Zhou's father opposite spoke, "Where's dad? Why didn't you see him today?"

"Oh, Mr. Ni's 80th birthday will be in two days. Dad often goes to Ni's house these two days. I guess he stayed there for dinner today." Mother Zhou said and suddenly remembered something, "Zhiyuan, I am I have to tell you, you must attend Mr. Ni’s birthday party.”

Leng Zhiyuan paused with the chopsticks in his hand, "What?"

"The Ni family and our family are family friends and have a very good relationship. You are our new daughter-in-law. You will definitely attend this kind of banquet. I have ordered several custom-made dresses for you. You can choose from them later."

Leng Zhiyuan was stunned. Banquet?

A picture emerged in her mind. In the brightly lit hall, there were many ladies and their daughters. They were chatting and laughing on the surface, gossiping in private...

She had a layer of pink particles all over her body. She didn't like not adapting to that kind of environment, and she had never participated in it.

She won't go.

"Mrs. Zhou...oh no, Mom, I...don't want to go..."

Zhou's mother stopped for a moment, then looked at her, "Zhiyuan, what's wrong? Are you afraid that there is no one you know there, so it's embarrassing? It's okay. You follow me then, and I will introduce you to them. We Zhou I don’t like all the red tape, just say hello when you meet.”

Leng Zhiyuan shook his head firmly, "No, mom, that... banquet... didn't have... dancing... yes, dancing, I don't know how to dance, and I will lose your face."

Zhou's mother wanted to speak, but then two laughters of "haha" came to her ears. Mr. Zhou came in from the outside and said, "Who said you can't dance? Zhiyuan, this dance is very simple. We will teach you and keep it safe." It will.”

…

So Leng Zhiyuan stood on the open-air balcony, melodious music was echoing, and she stared blankly at the two people dancing in front of her - Mr. Zhou and...Father Zhou.

Mr. Zhou threw away the crutch in his hand and twisted face to face with Zhou's father. He laughed energetically, "Zhiyuan, have you seen it? Dancing is very simple. Just remember the simple dance steps. You can do it." Look, one, two, three, one, two, three, that’s it…”

Father Zhou also danced vigorously. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled at Leng Zhiyuan, "Yes, just dance like this, as long as we don't step on each other's feet..."

Leng Zhiyuan didn't know what else to say. One of the people in front of her was an old general who dominated the battlefield, and the other was the mayor of T City. Their feet were chopped on the ground, and the whole T City was shaken. .

But now they were squirming in front of her, having fun, like children.

The corners of her mouth slowly turned into a smile, and her heart felt sweet.

At this time, Zhou's mother came over and held her little hand, "Zhiyuan, are you sure? Come on, let's dance together."

Leng Zhiyuan was forcefully pulled in. Facing Zhou's mother's enthusiasm, she moved stiffly.

"Zhiyuan, yes, just dance like this. You will feel uncomfortable at first, but you will be fine after a few tries."...

"Yes, Zhiyuan, you have already danced very well. My Zhiyuan is really smart!"...

...

Two days later, Leng Zhiyuan sat in front of the dressing table, and someone put on makeup for her.

She was dazed when she looked at herself in the mirror. In fact, these two **** could have just left without anyone noticing, but when she held her passport at night, she couldn't make up her mind, so she chose to stay here.

She couldn't tell what she was thinking, but she actually had some considerations. That day, that bastard humiliated her, but if she really left without saying goodbye, the Zhou and Leng families would probably fall out.

Three months, she gritted her teeth and thought about it, and she endured it.

She got on the extended business car, and half an hour later the car stopped in front of a five-star hotel. The waiter pushed open the door, and Leng Zhiyuan walked into the brightly lit hall.

All eyes were focused on him at once. "Mr. Zhou, are you here? Is this your granddaughter-in-law? She looks so pretty. No wonder your major general got married without telling anyone."

Many people gathered around to greet Mr. Zhou.

Mr. Zhou's old face was all smiles. He looked back at Leng Zhiyuan and proudly puffed out his chest. "That's right. My unfilial son has never done anything that satisfies me. The only thing he found is a wife who is one in a million."