Chapter 623
"Ragib, this is about Zoya and Zhan Family. You don't have to go into details now," Commander Zhan said. "Now, the Zhan Family wants to bring her back and fulfill your wish. In order to give the central government an answer as soon as possible, you must get engaged as soon as possible. What do you think, Colonel Ragib?"
Ragib sighed, picked up his cup and took a sip of tea. For a moment, he didn't say anything.
"As for the Ragib family, I don't think it's a problem. General Ragib should be like me, and I hope that you can marry into the Zhan family." Commander Zhan said, "Ragib, if you agree, I will immediately take the contract to General and confirm the time of your engagement."
Ragib laughed twice and raised his deep, black eyes. "Commander Zhan, are you sure you don't intend to ask your daughter Zoya's opinion and decide to let her be engaged to me now?"
"Don't you want to be engaged to her, Colonel Ragib?" Commander Zhan also asked him, knowing what he meant to Zoya.
"That's another story." Ragib said, "To be honest, knew Zoya a long time ago, but it has not been more than two weeks since I confirmed the relationship between my boyfriend and girlfriend. She is still at the stage when I am contacting and understanding each other."
Commander Commander Zhan's thick eyebrows frowned. "You can be engaged and then cultivate a relationship."
"She's your daughter. You should understand what kind of character she has as a commander, right?" Ragib put down his cup and analyzed the situation calmly. "Firstly, she isn't as infatuated with me as I was with Miss Zhan Mei for many years. Secondly, Zoya has a strong sense of security. Although she's my girlfriend now, she may not necessarily agree to be engaged to me immediately."
Unlike Aman and Chloe, the two of them were deeply in love with each other. He just wished he could stick to her all the time...
In the final analysis, Zoya only remembered that she just liked him a little, but she still didn't like him-she was still testing him.
However, as a military commander, it was not an exaggeration to say that he had the ability to read people's minds.
He looked at Ragib for a while and then walked to a screen with ink patterns in front of him. He stood there with his hands clasped behind his back.
"But, Colonel Ragib, you can persuade her, right?"
"Zoya is my girlfriend now." Ragib reminded him. "By right, I should have tried my best to make her happy. Standing on her side is the best way for boyfriends to love their girlfriends, not to stand on the side of your Zhan family and do something that makes her unhappy or unwilling, isn't that right?"
Commander Commander Zhan snorted. "But from a man's point of view, it's beneficial for you to get engaged to her, isn't it?"
"Oh? How do you say that?" Ragib's gaze swept over Zoya with a sharp gaze.
Commander knew deeply well that if a man liked a woman, he wanted to own her, not to mention a man like Ragib.
"If you like her, she will be engaged to you and your fiancee in the future." Commander Zhan said, "To some extent, you don't have to worry about the appearance of other men who like her, because she is already your fiancee and basically belongs to you."
Ragib's hand held the cup lid and stopped in midair.
A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"This sounds quite a tempting excuse."
"I see," Roland said.
Through the long corridor in the back yard of Zhan Family, there were guards standing in every place. The commander's mansion was heavily guarded.
Seeing Zoya, every guard on each station raised their hands and saluted, "Hello, Miss Zoya."
Although she had been away from the studio for several years, all this was an exceptionally familiar situation to Zoya.
But now, she was in no mood to sigh or miss anything. She couldn't wait to ask, "Where's my mother?"
"Madame is in the garden." One of the guards said.
Zoya ran towards him again.
The Zhan family's garden was enveloped in the early winter sunshine. The seasonal cypresses of four seasons brought a picture that looked like the spring. The scenery was beautiful, full, gentle, and pleasing to the eye.
The Commander's wife, who was wearing an exquisite coat and having her hair coiled up, was sitting at a stone table in the garden. She was flipping through a magazine and there was a cup of coffee beside her. A close-fitting servant was standing next to her.
She was smiling and talking to the servant next to her. The warm afternoon sunshine fell between her eyebrows, spreading a touch of love and tenderness.
Unlike some rich madams, she was dignified and dignified in temperament. Like all the important political madams, she would not deliberately decorate the jewelry chief.
Instead, she was partial to taste and aura.
"Mom!" "Mom!"
Her beautiful voice cut through the quiet air in the garden.
Madam Zhan turned around, and so did Aunt, the servant.
Zoya's heart burned with anxiety when she thought of the fact that she had a serious illness in the Zhan Family.
"Oh, Ms. Zoya is back." Aunt said excitedly, "Madam, Ms. Zoya is really back."
Zhan's wife stood up with joy on her face. "Zoya?"
Zoya rushed over and said, "Mom, how are you? Are you all right? Sht!"
Seeing Mrs. Zhan, whose face was ruddy and even more beautiful than before, Zoya suddenly braked and almost fell down!
The guards standing around the garden looked over. When they saw that everything was fine, they turned back and stood straight again.
Zhan immediately came forward and held Zoya, who almost fell. "Zoya, look at you. How old you are. Why are you still so reckless? As a girl, you should walk more politely."
"Shut up!" Zoya was furious. She waved her hand away and looked at Mrs. Zhan in front of her. "Wait a minute. Didn't you say that you were sick? Can't you get out of bed? Do you have cancer? Why are you still sitting in the garden basking in the sun? Why can't I see that you are not sick?"
The servant next to Mrs. Zhan was Aunt, who was talking to Zoya on the phone. After seeing the situation, Aunt said hesitantly, "Miss Zoya, in fact, his wife..."
"Zoya, I didn't feel so well yesterday," Mrs. Zhan said with a smile. "But the doctor said that misdiagnosed him. I just caught a cold and it wasn't that serious..."
"What?" Zoya opened her eyes wide and looked at Mrs. Zhan from head to toe. "You just feel a cold? Are you okay now?"
Mrs. Zhan nodded and said, "Yes."
"Is it not a hidden serious disease? And it's not cancer?"
"It's not that serious," said Mrs. Zhan with a gentle smile, "I said it was a misdiagnose. Last night, I took some medicine to rest and now I'm all right."
Zoya felt that she had been completely deceived. Her hands trembled in anger as she pointed at Mrs. Zhan. Then, she pointed at Aunt and said, "Alright, then you're just tricking me back, aren't you? Is it wrong to say that I'm seriously ill? You're ganging up with me to trick me! Dmn it! I'm convinced of your evilness!"
The red-faced Ms. Zhan, who had made a special trip from City to Sovereign Capital, felt like she was about to explode!
Aunt lowered her head and said, "Miss Zoya, it's not like this..."
"No?" Zoya said angrily. She looked at Mrs. Zhan and said, "How dare you! You didn't know it was a misdiagnosis before I came back?"
Mrs. Zhan looked at her with embarrassment and said, "Zoya, I'm..."
"You already know it's a mistake!" Zoya snapped. "But you didn't tell me. You just wanted to trick me into going back to the house. No, maybe you're not sick at all. You tricked me into coming back! You said you're my mother! How dare you cheat me!"
Mrs. Zhan looked at Zoya and said, "Is this how we meet in a few years? Is this how you treat your mother?"
"You lied to me first!" Zoya shouted.
She could not imagine it.
She hurried back to Zhan's house, only to find that nothing had happened to her mother... No, she didn't say that she hoped that something had happened to her mother. She just felt that she had been cheated!
"Mom, do you know now? What's the use of calling her back?" A cold voice came from the other side of the garden.
Gritting her teeth, the corners of Zoya's eyes swept across the room.
Zhan mei came in with a serious look.
Aunt lowered her head. "Miss Zhan Mei."
Zhan Mei walked over and held Mrs. Zhan's hand intimately, as if she was her own mother. "Mom, now you believe me. Although I am your biological daughter, I don't take you as my mother at all."
Zoya felt sick at the bottom of her heart. "Oh, you came here to pick up a fight as soon as you got the chance?"
Unlike how Chloe used to address Mrs. Bishop, Zhan Mei addressed her stepmother by the name of "mom"... If Zhan Mei had wanted Mrs. Zhan to treat her like her own daughter and had deliberately called her "mom", she would have won.
But Mrs. Zhan knew exactly what Zhan Mei was thinking. She forced a smile at her and said, "She's such a pretty girl. It's also because I didn't take care of her well these years."
"Mom, if you say so, it will be unfair, won't it?" Zhan Mei said directly, "If I am a little disrespectful to you at ordinary times, my father will be angry with me. But now you said something impolite to my sister. Why don't you blame her?"
Although she was called Mrs. Zhan's mother, if she did not get what she wanted, she would show her sharpness.
In order to let her continue to follow her words.
Because in her heart, she did not take Mrs. Zhan as her mother. Instead, she believed that Mrs. Zhan and Zoya owed her.
Her mother's death was all because of Mrs. Zhan.
"Zhan mei, it's not like that." Mrs. Zhan naturally knew that Zhan Mei was not really close to her. The two of them just respected each other as guests. "It's me who was sick. I didn't tell Zoya clearly..."
"Then sister can't say that?" Zhan Mei was still angry when she saw Ragib and Zoya coming back with her in the hall. "Listen to sister, do you want you to fall sick? Isn't she happy to see that you're not sick? Do you have a daughter like her?"
Mrs. Zhan frowned.
But he still kept a smile on his face.
Zoya was amused. "Zhan Mei, you're everywhere. You can even hear my mother and me clearly. Or you'd better hide in the dark and wait for a chance to make trouble for me at this time?"
"Sister, if you haven't done something wrong, why are you afraid of being overheard?" A hint of coldness appeared on Zhan Mei's beautiful face. She sneered and asked, "Besides, this is my home. Wherever I go is none of your business, sister? Anyway, it's you who created a scene as soon as you came back from the studio. How impolite you are!
"What am going to do? It's my relationship with my mother. It has nothing to do with you." Zoya reminded her through clenched teeth.
Zhan Mei harrumphed coldly.
"You don't need to call me sister. You think I'm your sister?" Zoya sneered. "And, do you really think of my mother as your mother? Zoya, you don't have to be so secretive!"
Zhan Mei cast a glance at the silent Mrs. Zhan, who was smiling, and immediately snapped, "Zoya, what do you mean by this?"
"I don't mean anything." Looking at her eager to explain, Zoya laughed. "You can regard her as your mother. After all, she treats you better than her own daughter. If you are not loyal to her, then don't bother to make her happy."
Zhan Mei pressed her lips together tightly. Her face turned pale when she heard what Zoya had said to her face for so many years.
Mrs. Zhan said gently, "Zoya, mom didn't say it's bad for you..."
"There's no need to talk about anything else." Zoya turned around and said, "Since you're fine, I don't need to stay at your house. I'll leave right away."
"Zoya!"
Mrs. Zhan, who was standing behind her, suddenly called her name.
Zoya stopped and asked, "What else can I do for you?"