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Chapter 99

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    In two years, Chu Zhiyan Zhong grew her short hair long again - not only her hairstyle changed, but also her temperament.

    Zhou Manqing was willing to train her.

    In addition to piano and English, she also specially enrolled Chu Zhiyan in ballet lessons.  The first three months were tantamount to torture for Chu Zhiyan.  Her bones and ligaments are hard. Every day when she practiced, she felt as if she had passed through the water, and she couldn't tell whether it was cold sweat or hot sweat.

    Her piano skills have reached the level of playing "Dream Wedding", and she can also communicate in English with those blond foreigners in the community.

    But Zhou Manqing still shakes his head from time to time, feeling that the missed time cannot be recovered, and no matter how hard he tries in the future, it will be difficult to approach perfection.

    Such words made Chu Zhiyan feel lonely. She worked day and night, and even when she slept, her legs were pressed.

    Physical hardship is nothing, what makes her feel the most difficult is this way of life, and her always failed expectations.

    Apart from going to a fixed classroom for classes, she can't go anywhere.  Locked in this gorgeous house by Zhou Manqing, like a canary in captivity.

    She has been away from regular school education for two years, and she doesn't know the way forward. Even if she has learned a whole lot of skills, she is still just an outlier who has not graduated from junior high school.

    The reason why Chu Zhiyan waited like this and allowed Zhou Manqing to arrange it was because she clearly knew the relationship between Zhou Manqing and her.  Although Zhou Manqing refused to admit it so far, she would call people in the middle of the night and speak Shanghai dialect to communicate with the person on the other side of the phone.

    Every Wednesday from 2:00 to 3:00 in the middle of the night, Chu Zhiyan would quietly get up from the dark night, put her ear on the door, and listen to the movement in the living room.

    Zhou Manqing asked her to learn English, but did not teach her Shanghainese.  Although Chu Zhiyan couldn't understand what they said, she could feel Zhou Manqing's tone - sometimes low, sometimes excited, sometimes begging, sometimes tough.

    Chu Zhiyan's hand was always tightly pinched on the doorknob, suppressing the excitement in her heart, waiting all the time, waiting for Zhou Manqing to call: "Nara, come and answer the phone."

    But it never happened once, and all she was left with was disappointment.

    Chu Zhiyan hoped that the person on the phone would come back to visit Zhou Manqing.  But two years have passed For various festivals, whether it's the Mid-Autumn Festival or the Spring Festival, Zhou Manqing always lives alone. If she hadn't come, Zhou Manqing should only be accompanied by that phone.

    Chu Zhiyan felt that she would not be able to hold on any longer, especially in this scorching July, when the low air pressure in Shanghai made her breathless.

    "Nara, why haven't you changed?" Zhou Manqing was still wearing her signature elegant cheongsam, holding a pearl bag in her hand.

    Today is the day to go out to learn dance, Chu Zhiyan has always liked the day, because she can go out to experience the city she longs to be accepted.

    But this kind of longing is becoming tormenting, she feels that this kind of forbearance is as stupid as enduring insults in Heliu before!  Zhou Manqing was also besieging her, but in a more civilized way.

    "Nara!"

    "I want to write a letter."

    "What?" Zhou Manqing sensed that something was wrong with her. She looked into Chu Zhiyan's eyes and said forcefully, "You forgot the rules."

    "I haven't forgotten."

    Zhou Manqing frowned, and asked, "What do you mean?"

    "I can't take it anymore, I want to be free." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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