Chapter 43: Reborn 1987 Chapter 43: Innocent Zhong Beiyue

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Protagonist:

Jiang Wenyu

Zhou He led her around several times like this, yet she still wore a sullen face, which made Zhou He himself feel a bit nervous; in the end he asked, "Miss Zhong... who are you angry with? Why don't you tell me? Getting angry and ruining your health isn't good."

This one is the boss's partner's daughter; Zhou He didn't dare slight her in the slightest, and currying favor with people was something Zhou He knew best.

Better not to have mentioned it; once it was brought up, Zhong Beiyue instantly turned cold-faced, her cheeks puffed up with anger, and she said huffily, "I came with Daddy just to see the person who got second place in the Design Competition. I kindly reminded her that designs should follow trends, but I only said her outfit looked a bit countrified, and she gave me a cold shoulder!"

Design Competition? Zhou He didn't quite understand, but right now he could tell this young lady had run into a hard nut in Chema City.

The more Zhong Beiyue thought about it, the angrier she got, and she said, "She's just a little more mature than me, what's the big deal! Her daughter dresses just as countrified as her, they're all bumpkins! Her husband must be a bumpkin too, her whole family are bumpkins!"

She thought of the crowd of onlookers at the time and got angry again, saying, "And those people, just because they saw I was from out of town they all gave me cold shoulders. Hmph, what's so great about them, a bunch of bumpkins!"

This young lady's constant "bumpkin" made Zhou He feel awkward listening, but he could only play along with a heh-heh laugh and asked, "Miss Zhong, people here are all like that. What's the name of that person you mentioned? If I know her I'll definitely make her come over and apologize to you!"

Currying favor with the girl before him might net him some benefit; that was what Zhou He was thinking.

Zhong Beiyue remembered that name clearly, and without thinking she said, "She's called Chen Lan."

"Chen..." Zhou He abruptly halted his steps, and for some reason the corners of his mouth began twitching uncontrollably.

Zhong Beiyue stopped along with him, head lowered staring at the ground, still unwillingly saying, "Hmph, she's just a bit better-looking, that's all; she only got second place, where does she get her confidence? What upbringing, what character — I say she's the one with no upbringing! Her daughter has even less upbringing!"

The more she spoke the more worked up she got, yet she didn't notice Zhou He had already fallen silent; she even looked up at him and said, "Your name's Zhou He, right? Hey, you say I'm right, don't you? That Chen Lan is simply a—"

Her voice cut off abruptly; Zhou He had already turned around. The man who had been playing along with forced laughter now wore a cold, indifferent face. The sudden change left Zhong Beiyue instinctively baffled, even giving her a start.

Before Zhong Beiyue could say anything, Zhou He suddenly took a deep breath and said very calmly, "Miss Zhong, I still have some work to attend to. You just wander around on your own. I'll be going now."

He finished, turned, and walked away, his pace not fast; Zhong Beiyue could even hear Zhou He's low muttering.

"Tsk, a grown adult still saying 'Daddy'? Tch, bad luck, ptooey!" He spat a mouthful of saliva, then strode off, ignoring the dumbfounded Zhong Beiyue behind him from start to finish.

A moment later, Zhong Beiyue walked back with a blank face. Right now she didn't understand — no, she truly couldn't understand — what had she done? Why had Zhou He, who had been so polite a moment ago, turned around and spoken to her in that tone?

Zhong Beiyue couldn't figure it out, and her mood grew even worse because of it.

Around one in the afternoon, after finishing lunch, Zhong Beiyue said a word to her father and walked out alone to stroll. Chema City wasn't very large; after a glance at the map she could easily find her way.

But there weren't any decent clothing stores here, nor anything worth strolling for. Zhong Beiyue, who had wanted to come out to clear her head, instantly became listless.

"I didn't do anything wrong..." she muttered, then looked up, and without realizing it she had arrived outside a large iron gate. Inside looked like a factory, yet not quite; the surroundings were rather messy, with planks, bricks, and the like scattered everywhere.

The gate was open. In her line of sight she saw a girl about her own age busy at work. Though she was the only one, she worked with great efficiency, occasionally looking up to wipe sweat — and just happened to spot Zhong Beiyue standing outside the gate, curiously staring in.