Chapter 1 Partiality

At 9:05 in the evening, it was drizzling.

The entrance of Pingcheng Hospital was crowded with people. They hung work badges around their necks and held various cameras in their hands. They all tiptoed and stretched their heads to look inside the hospital, fearing that they would miss the first-hand news.

A dozen black-clad bodyguards stood in an orderly manner one meter away from these media people. They all had cold faces and strong bodies. Occasionally, when they saw someone trying to go up the stairs, they did not say anything to stop him. Just a glance would stun the person and make him withdraw his overstepping foot.

"Inside information, inside information, Mr. Chen has passed away..."

"Oh my God! Are you sure? Do you know the specific time?"

"I went to college with Mr. Chens sponsorship. Can you let me in? Im not a reporter!"

One person dared to speak, and gradually everyone rushed to speak, the voices became louder and louder, and the rain became heavier.

At this moment, a black SUV slowly drove over through the rain curtain, the dark glass blended silently into the night, the people in the drivers seat and the back seat were very well protected, even from the front windshield, only two long legs could be vaguely seen.

And the arms hanging on the knees, and the low-end watch buckled on the wrist.

No one noticed at first, and someone said, "Its someone from the Zhou family!"

Someone from the Zhou family who is related to Old Chen.

—— Its Zhou Yanli.

The media people realized this and immediately turned around, trying to rush to the front of the SUV like a school of fish.

But failed.

Because the bodyguards who had stopped them at the hospital gate were now divided into two rows and stood in the direction of the back seat of the car.

The media people were stopped and realized that they couldnt get close to Zhou Yanli anyway, so they simply vented their anger and pressed the shutter louder.

The car door opened, and the bodyguard near the car door opened a black umbrella, bent slightly, and handed the umbrella brim over.

The first foot to land was a foot wearing black pointed leather shoes, and the black suit pants were slightly pulled up because of the posture, revealing a part of the ankle wrapped in black socks.

Noble.

Indifferent.

Also abstinent.

Its hard to get close to.

This is the tip of Zhou Yanlis iceberg.

But its enough to make people press the shutter frequently.

The night suddenly became quiet, and everyone stared at Zhou Yanli getting out of the car without blinking.

——The man was wearing a straight black suit, and the high-end fabric wrapped his broad shoulders and narrow waist in a perfect and regular manner. He was 1.85 meters tall and above, and the bodyguard holding an umbrella next to him couldnt help but raise his arm.

In the slanting wind and drizzle, the brim of the umbrella was slightly pressed down an inch, covering half of the mans face, revealing only a narrow nose bridge and a clear and deep jawline.

Until the bodyguard came over and whispered something, probably because of the posture, the brim of the umbrella was slightly raised an inch, and the mans pair of dark eyes were exposed without hindrance.

So that everyone could clearly see that after Zhou Yanli heard the bodyguards words, his eyebrows and eyes suddenly became heavy.

The coldness was even worse than the wind and rain at night.

"It seems that he really died..."

"Go ask, go ask!"

"I wont go! Go! Why dont you go!"

A group of people squatted in the rain for a long time, and they really squatted on someone related to the person involved, but no one dared to ask anything.

So they watched in silence, and Zhou Yanli stepped into the hospital with his long legs.

The rain was heavier, the temperature dropped sharply, and the cold wind passed through the corridor, taking away the last layer of warmth on peoples skin.

A little girl was sitting on the rest chair outside the ward. The little girl was obviously also caught in the rain. Her ponytail was wet and stuck to her back in strands. Her hair was very long, as if it had never been cut since she grew up.

The clothes on her body were also obviously wet, and the wrinkled fabric stuck to her fragile and thin body. She was hunched over, hugging her knees with her arms, and her face was facing down.

Like a baby without any attack power.

A nurse hurriedly passed by and wanted to go directly there. She glanced at the ward and remembered that it was also Mr. Chens ward.

The nurse paused, stopped, and looked at the little girl. She tentatively called out: "A Yao?"

The little girl paused for a moment when she heard the voice, as if she didnt believe that anyone here would know her.

She slowly loosened her arms that were hugging her knees, slowly straightened her back, raised her head, and a little face that was soaked by the rain was revealed.

The little girl was really pretty. Although she was in a mess, her skin was still white and translucent. The light from her head fell on a thin layer, which was even more dazzling.

When she raised her head and met the nurse, she realized that she didnt know this nurse. The eyes that were soaked by rain or something else also darkened inch by inch.

"Its me." Her voice was very low, and almost no third person could hear it except her and the nurse.

The sense of existence was really weak.

The nurse couldnt help but doubt, is this really the "Miss" they are talking about?

However, before she could ask another question, she suddenly heard steady and powerful footsteps behind her. For some reason, the sound seemed to step on peoples hearts.

It made people turn back to find out what was going on.

At the same time, Ah Yao also wanted to look over. It was as if he was being pulled by something. From coming to Pingcheng to appearing in the hospital, Ah Yao, who had never really looked up at this new city, turned his head for some reason.

Pingcheng is gorgeous and colorful, but Pingcheng after the rain is gray.

The hospital is white, eye-catching white.

In this eye-catching white corridor, the man walked towards this side step by step with broad shoulders and orderly steps.

Ah Yao had not had a sip of water all day, and with the death of that person, she was dizzy and her vision was always blurry.

But at this moment, the world in her eyes suddenly became clear.

She saw that the mans every move was delicate and noble, his hair was neatly done, and his eyebrows were calm and cold, which only adults can have.

He stopped half a meter in front of the lounge chair, his eyes slightly lowered, and fell on Ah Yaos face.

One was an adult man who could easily carry the whole world on his back, and the other was a little girl who was at a loss in every breath when entering and leaving the new city.

The two of them lowered their heads and raised their heads, and their eyes collided.

The first person to react was the third person next to him - the nurse cried out, hurriedly stood up, and stuttered: "Professor Zhou, Professor Zhou."

Although Zhou Yanlis eyes did not move, he still responded to the nurse with a low "um" very politely.

His voice was low and deep, compared with the footsteps that just made people lose their minds, this sound was like a clear heart sound that instantly pulled peoples thoughts that had drifted to somewhere back to the present.

Ah Yao was in a trance for a moment before she realized what she had done. She didnt know whether it was shame or fear, but her originally fair and even pale face instantly became red.

She hastily retracted her gaze and instinctively stood up.

She was still a small bean sprout when she stood up, and with her head down, she couldnt reach Zhou Yanlis chest.

For some reason, after standing up, the distance between the two was not so wide, but the sense of oppression increased instead of decreasing.

Ah Yao felt that she was about to lose her breath.

Until a low voice came from above her head: "Ah Yao?"

Ah Yao squeezed out a dry sentence from his throat: "Yeah."

"My name."

They were obviously strangers, and Ah Yao shouldnt answer whatever he asked, but it seemed that this mans voice was filled with innate control.

Ah Yao couldnt refuse, so he could only answer truthfully: "No."

The man was silent for a moment, and then he said: "You belong to the Jia generation of the Chen family, so you will be called Chen Jia Yao from now on."

With a casual sentence, he determined the path she would take in her future life.

Without waiting for Chen Jia Yao to respond, the man turned around and pushed open the door of the ward, saying: "Come in."

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Chen Jia Yao was confused all day, and she didnt quite understand why a bunch of strangers suddenly appeared in her house.

They called her "Miss" and said that she was the only daughter of the Chen family who was lost outside.

She had no parents since she was a child, and only had a grandmother who was deaf and not very good at seeing. The old lady was in poor health and could not survive that winter, and passed away before the sound of the Spring Festival cannons.

Chen Jia Yao had already thought about it, and when spring came, she would go to the city to work.

In the end, she came to the city, but in an incredible way.

The drive took more than six hours, and she didnt dare to ask any more questions. Anyway, the village chief said that they were not bad people.

They took her to find her grandfather.

A very kind and gentle old man.

Unfortunately, she didnt get to see this old man.

Just like she missed her grandmother, she also missed this grandfather she had never met.

Her last family.

She didnt even enter the house before she saw a group of people dragging a board into the ambulance.

The scene was too chaotic and no one cared about her for a while.

Later, it rained heavily and she stood at the door of the empty villa and got caught in the rain.

I dont know who thought of her. It was nearly two hours later that someone came back and took her to the hospital.

Then she was forgotten at the door of the ward.

Now, under the leadership of Zhou Yanli, she entered this ward, which was basically another world for her.

——Because her only and last family member was lying here.

She stood behind Zhou Yanli in a proper manner and looked at the old man on the bed with a blurred look in her eyes.

Even with eyes closed, one could still see some kindness in his old face.

Although it was the first time they met, Chen Jiayaos nose suddenly felt sore, and tears "clicked" on the iron railings at the edge of the bed.

Zhou Yanli heard it, but did not turn around, and just said lightly: "Chen Jiayao, say goodbye to grandpa."

After that, he bowed straight.

The ward was silent, with only the sound of rain outside the window. Chen Jiayao responded in her heart, and bowed straight like a child imitating an adult.

A few seconds later, she heard the sound of a man standing up, and she followed suit and stood up.

Then the man turned around, and Chen Jiayao saw that he had put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose at some point.

With his black suit, the whole person looked even colder.

Especially the pair of eyes behind the lenses, which were bottomless.

It was as if the wind blew in through the window, and the skin on Chen Jiayaos arms was covered with a layer of fine and dense sweat. She was a little scared, and her black and white eyes revealed her fear and confusion about the unknown future.

These were emotions that should not appear in the Chen family.

Zhou Yanli frowned silently.

His movements were subtle and almost imperceptible, but they were still caught by the sensitive Chen Jiayao.

Blinking a little hastily, Chen Jiayao thought that she might still have to plan where to work.

The other party was a very powerful person after all, and powerful people would care about their face, so it would be inconvenient for them to say those words.

So Chen Jiayao spoke very considerately, her voice was very low, "Then I will..."

Before she finished speaking, a layer of temperature fell on her head.

"Follow me."

The man raised his hand and covered her head.

"Call me Uncle Zhou."

When he raised his hand, a gust of wind swept through his sleeves. Chen Jiayao blinked a little unexpectedly, and in a trance, she seemed to smell a special smell of tobacco.

A little bitter and astringent.

But there was also a lingering sweetness.