If Chu Zhiyan was still the same Chu Zhiyan in the past, then she would never have appeared in this place where she should not have come.
Does upheaval change a person's nature? The answer is not easy to see.
However, Chu Zhiyan's behavior has indeed been changed.
She is no longer the passive, waiting woman who leaves everything to be arranged by others.
When she saw that the woman in the splendid dress in front of her was about to leave, she immediately knelt down on the ground, crying tears all over her face, and tightly grabbed the hem of Zhou Manqing's cheongsam, like Chen Caiyun regardless of the occasion and face.
"Grandma! Can you take care of me? I really have nowhere to go! Help me! Please!"
The waiters in the cafe stretched their heads to watch the excitement.
Zhou Manqing's cheeks were flushed, she obviously did not expect this child who looked like a frightened deer to make such a move.
Such uncultivated and uncultivated people, Zhou Manqing absolutely can't look down on them, and can't stand them.
But Chu Zhiyan's short hair and the eagerness in her eyes reminded her of her daughter¡ª¡ªBack then, Yan Bailing also looked like that, and once hugged her leg like this, begging her to find a way, Don't let her leave Shanghai.
Could it be that her own daughter is also uneducated? Zhou Manqing was sober at this moment, if he had to, who would be willing to compromise his dignity.
At that time, she couldn't control her daughter, she couldn't even take care of herself. Her daughter resisted so hard alone, and the softness of her body was worn away, leaving only the hard bones.
And now
Zhou Manqing trembled her lips, her eyes were foggy, and she made a decision.
She thought: She has already given up one girl, should she give up another one? How can conscience survive
Zhou Manqing opened the door to Chu Zhiyan.
It was an export house located on Zhongshan South Road. Chu Zhiyan had never seen such a bright, clean and elegant house. She was ignorant at the time, so she naturally didn't know the value of such a room.
Zhou Manqing asked her to change her shoes at the door, brought her fragrant and soft clothes and towels, and asked her to go to the bathroom to wash herself.
When Zhou Manqing pulled her in, Chu Zhiyan caught sight of a family portrait hanging on the wall - it was an old photo, but she kept her composure and didn't look at it, but lowered her head even more Low, let Zhou Manqing deal with her.
When she came out again, the family portrait hanging on the wall had disappeared, leaving only a nail and a rectangular gray mark, empty.
The 14-year-old Chu Zhiyan was already in stature, so Zhou Manqing took Yan Bailing's clothes from when she was a girl, and it really fit her, as if she had made a tailor-made decision.
Zhou Manqing sat on the sofa and called her over.
"There is a hair dryer inside so you can dry your hair."
"No," Chu Zhiyan shook her wet head and repeated, "No."
She has been overwhelmed by all kinds of novelty objects in the bathroom, unwilling to show her timidity again, she lowered her eyes and stood obediently.
"You Didn't your family teach you not to go with strangers casually?"
Chu Zhiyan lowered her head, she thought to herself: She is very familiar with Zhou Manqing's eyes this time, just like Uncle Xu who appeared at Uncle Yang's funeral many years ago, or like a man who was completely stunned when he saw her with short hair a month ago The dead Chu Rongsheng
But she just said: "I know you are a good person."
Zhou Manqing's eyebrows twitched. She was about to speak when a sudden phone ringing startled her and Chu Zhiyan. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com