"who?"

Mrs. Zhou asked.

"Jiangzhou Cheng..." the servant woman replied.

This time Mrs. Zhou heard it clearly, and she uttered an ouch, and her face, which was already pale after not sleeping all night, suddenly turned a bit paler.

"Quickly, beat us away!" she shouted, with a hint of fear in her blue eyes, "Quickly, hurry up, beat us away, our Zhou family and Cheng family are at odds with each other! They, they bully our Jiaojiaoer, we will never give in.

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The servant girl was so confused by the shouting that she didn't even understand what she was saying, so she was kicked out by Mrs. Zhou.

Forget it, the Zhou family and the Cheng family are incompatible with each other anyway, and they won't visit each other, so just drive them away.

Cheng Silang took a few steps back in embarrassment, looking at the Zhou family concierge in front of the door with an unkind and evil look on his face, feeling very embarrassed.

He knew that the Cheng and Zhou families were at loggerheads, and they once fought in public at the funeral of Cheng Jiaoniang's mother, which became a long-running joke among Jiangzhou people.

But he was still young at that time, and he was carried away by the boy. He only hid behind people and took a look, but he no longer remembered how powerful it was.

"I, I'm here to visit my sister." Cheng Silang said, is this okay?

"Who is your sister?" the concierge said with his hands on his hips.

"There's something wrong with you." The boy couldn't stand listening anymore and asked with a glare, "My fourth young master's sister is naturally Mrs. Cheng."

Oh, yes, I forgot all about it.

"She doesn't live here!" the concierge said, waving his hand to drive her away, "Let's go, don't bother us anymore."

Don't live here?

Cheng Silang was very surprised.

"Then where is she?" he asked hurriedly.

His answer was a bang on the door, and the person was blocked from the door.

The master and servant looked at each other.

"Young master, just like at home, he must have been sent to a Taoist temple or something," the boy said in a low voice.

It's also possible.

Cheng Silang sighed and glanced at the door of Zhou's house.

"Let's go, let's find out more slowly," he said.

The master and servant left here, and Mr. Zhou had already arrived in front of the Yudai Bridge.

The carriage stopped, and he did not move in the car. He looked at the house in front of him through the curtains and swallowed his saliva.

This is probably his third time here. The first time he kicked the young lady out of the house and made a pretense of seeing her off without letting her in. The second time he came happily said that the Qin family's proposal of marriage was rejected on the spot.

Not allowed in.

"Father?" Zhou Lang reminded from outside.
Chapter completed!