Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 388

Chapter 388: Chapter 384 Seeing that She Can Get Married【900+ Votes】

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Yan Jinsu learned about her college entrance examination results and muttered to herself: Finally, her consumption of Spirit Core Water was not in vain, her intelligence has indeed slightly improved!

At this moment, Zhou Zhenghui seemed to have a telepathic understanding, bringing Little Tiantian to their house for a formal visit.

Indeed, what timing!

When Yan Jinsu saw Zhou Zhenghui, this was her disdainful thought, yet her face carried a shallow, appropriate smile—

As soon as Xie Jingzi spotted Zhou Zhenghui with Little Tiantian appearing on her second floor, her face alternated between black and red like a color palette, completely at a loss for words!

Because, before Zhou Zhenghui arrived, Zhou Xiuhua and Xie Tiesheng were in front of their family members, arguing that Wang Lixing was more suitable for their kind of family!

Xie Jingzi was being chided by her parents and was at a loss to argue back, just when she was about to seek help from Third Sister-in-law, she caught a glimpse of Zhou Zhenghui and Little Tiantian standing at the doorway, looking at her with an indescribable expression!

And Sister Jiang stood awkwardly behind Zhou Zhenghui, her arms filled with daily necessities, which Yan Jinsu had just instructed her to buy from the supply cooperative.

Since Sister Jiang had met Zhou Zhenghui before, when she saw him coming with Little Tiantian, she took the initiative to lead him upstairs, unaware that she would overhear Mr. Xie and Aunt Zhou’s underlying messages opposing Zhou Zhenghui as a suitor for Little Zi’er, which was really...

Too coincidental.

Zhou Zhenghui, carrying gifts, stepped boldly through the main door, placing the gifts on a small table at the entrance, before striding into the living room. He signaled Little Tiantian to call for someone and then went to find Xiao Si and Xiaoqi to play downstairs.

Wang Song was downstairs, so he was completely unworried.

Seeing that the children tactfully stayed away, Zhou Zhenghui bowed formally and said sternly to Xie Tiesheng and Zhou Xiuhua:

"Elder, Auntie, I am truly sincere about Little Zi. My Zhou family holds no prejudices towards any household! Please rest assured and entrust Little Zi to my care."

He got straight to the point with his opening statement?!

"Uh..." Zhou Xiuhua, as opposed to Xie Tiesheng—being less worldly-wise, was unsure how to respond. Seeing her spouse silently scrutinizing Zhou Zhenghui, she gently tugged at her husband.

Xie Tiesheng frowned, glancing sideways at Zhou Xiuhua, then withdrew his scrutinizing gaze, turning into a simple and honest old farmer.

But his face remained stiff, completely silent, which was clearly being deliberately difficult.

"You, please, sit down, heh..." Zhou Xiuhua, trying to preempt her spouse, waved her hands and stood up to indicate him to sit, and then under her husband’s disapproving gaze, she forced a smile with a chuckle.

"Hello, Secretary Zhou, please have a seat, don’t be polite."

Yan Jinsu, seeing the situation turning awkward, quickly signaled Sister Jiang to bring up the sleeping baskets for the babies, politely calling out to Zhou Zhenghui, and said to the stiff Xie Jingzi:

"Darling, go make a pot of tea."

Xie Tiesheng, hearing the term ’Secretary Zhou’ from his daughter-in-law, tensed up, clearly aware of their weaker position, glaring at Zhou Xiuhua and slightly turning his body away, ultimately not outright asking the guest to leave—

But Xie Tiesheng’s dark tiger-like eyes still occasionally carried a scrutinizing glance towards Zhou Zhenghui, who sat down upon Yan Jinsu’s invitation.