Quick Transmigration: The Divine-Looking Host is Always Pampered by a Powerful Boss

In late August, Sheng Congye introduced Chu Zhuo to his parents. Unlike Ji Wanshu, Sheng's parents were very open-minded and treated Chu Zhuo as if he were their own son.

Chu Zhu accompanied Sheng's mother shopping, played chess with Sheng's father, and accompanied Sheng Congye's grandparents... Oh, he didn't need to accompany them; he was taken out to show off.

Sheng Congye found a celestial beauty, and the whole family, obsessed with good looks, couldn't stand it. During the few days they stayed at the Sheng family's house, they bragged about her to everyone they met.

It wasn't meant to say that their child wasn't handsome enough. Although Sheng Congye's face was handsome enough, he often had a stern expression, and people might think the Sheng family was about to go bankrupt.

He's big and has a muscular build; he looks quite intimidating at first glance.

Grandpa Sheng ran into a friend who was fishing, and the conversation suddenly took a turn: "Hey, by the way, have I shown you a picture of my grandson-in-law? He studied dance, and he's incredibly handsome. Only my grandson could be a match for him. Here's a picture of him, isn't he good-looking?"

Grandma Sheng met up with her old best friend for coffee. While they were drinking, she opened her phone's photo album and said, "Have I not shown you my grandson's girlfriend yet? Look at her, with her bright and well-defined features, isn't she even prettier than those big stars on TV?"

Sheng Congye often needs to find a wife, because she might slip away if he's not careful.

One morning, Sheng Congye got up dejectedly after reaching out and finding nothing, and said goodbye after breakfast.

Mrs. Sheng asked worriedly, "Are you going back alone or with my son-in-law?"

"Listen to what you're saying! Do you think I'm going to live with a bunch of middle-aged and elderly people like you if I don't take my boyfriend with me?" Sheng Congye said with a deadpan expression.

Mrs. Sheng wanted to hit someone: "Sheng Congye, you've gotten quite bold?"

Chu Zhuo hugged Sheng's mother affectionately: "I will come back with Ye Ge more often in the future. Mom, please stay healthy."

"Oh, Chu Zhuo is still the best." Madam Sheng turned her head and changed her expression.

Back at home, Sheng Congye impatiently pressed Chu Zhuo against the door and gave her a wet kiss: "Zhuo Bao, everyone is fighting me for you."

"The 'everyone' you're talking about refers to your parents and grandparents," Chu Zhuo said breathlessly, her lips red from being sucked. "Stop making excuses. If you're going to do it, then do it."

Sheng Congye chuckled: "Alright, you've seen through me. Hook your legs around my waist, let's go to the bedroom."

Chu Zhuo clung tightly to the man's waist and abdomen, her mouth constantly being sucked, her tongue becoming numb from the sensation...

This night is destined to be anything but peaceful.

After meeting Sheng Congye's parents, Chu Zhuo officially brought Sheng Congye to their home under a different identity.

Grandpa gave them both a big red envelope: "Good, good, good. I'm at ease with Xiaozhuo and Congye being together. You two should live a good life together and help each other."

Sheng Congye calmly replied, "I will, Grandpa."

Chu Zhuo hugged the old man whose forehead wrinkles were getting deeper: "Grandpa, you should also take care of your health. Use your cane more often, and remember to cover yourself with a blanket when you sleep in the yard."

After meeting both sets of parents, before Sheng Congye could even subtly bring up the matter of getting a marriage certificate, Chu Zhuo gave him a huge surprise.

Sheng Congye worked overtime that day. When he got home, the living room was dark. He turned on the light switch on the wall, and the space became bright. At the same time, a boy appeared in front of him holding a bouquet of flowers, standing in a circle surrounded by a bunch of plush toys.

Those were all caught by Chu Zhuo himself.

Occasionally, when I pass by a claw machine, if I have some free time, I'll exchange for a couple of tokens and try my luck. If I win, I take the plush toy home; if I don't, I'm not discouraged. I just consider it spending a few dollars to have some fun and bring a good mood home. I've accumulated over a dozen of these.

"Sheng Congye, do you want to get married?" Chu Zhuo's face was full of tender smiles.

Sheng Congye's eyes burned with intensity, his Adam's apple bobbing as he stepped towards the boy, stopping just outside the circle: "Zhuobao, do you know what marriage means?"

Chu Zhu tilted her head: "Hmm...does that mean I have to call you husband?"

The man's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and his dark brown pupils rippled with emotion. He carried the person and flowers out of the circle and headed straight for the bathroom. His antics almost delayed their marriage registration the next day.

September marks the start of the new school year. Four years ago, Chu Zhuo met Sheng Congye for the first time as a freshman in military training. Today, four years later, they stand at the Civil Affairs Bureau, each receiving a marriage certificate.

Chu Zhu stared at the freshly issued marriage certificate in her hand, then went behind Sheng Congye, jumped up and climbed onto his back: "Sheng Congye, let's go home!"

A broad smile spread across Sheng Congye's eyes as he tightly carried Chu Zhuo on his back, stepping into the next stage of his new life.

They are happy and joyful.

*

Chu Zhuo last saw Ji Wanshu at her grandfather's funeral.

The once proud woman, dressed in a black dress, gazed at Chu Zhuo with a hint of melancholy. There were more wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and her face showed weakness and loneliness... I heard that she had been seriously ill before.

Chu Zhuo called out "Mother" softly.

Ji Wanshu's eyes were filled with pity, and her expression showed emotion: "You dance classical dance very well, and you have achieved much more than I did back then. I will not force you anymore, Xiaozhuo. It seems like... it has been a long time since I heard you call me 'Mom' in front of me."

"Is there something wrong with Mother?" Chu Zhuo asked calmly. "We probably...have nothing to talk about."

Ji Wanshu opened her mouth several times, but couldn't think of anything to say. She and her son had drifted apart for too long, and when they met just now, she couldn't help but feel a little dazed, let alone exchange pleasantries.

After a long silence, feeling a tightness in her chest, she tentatively said, "Mom did disregard your wishes a bit, but at least I didn't do anything to hurt you, Xiaozhuo. Sometimes I think, if only I hadn't been so stubborn back then."

Chu Zhuo shattered her illusions: "There are no assumptions."

If he had, it wouldn't have been him who came.

The client suffered injustice his whole life; who will speak up for him?

Chu Zhuo will not forgive Ji's mother just because she has come to her senses. Since the client does not insist on repairing the family relationship, then she will not try to repair it.

He maintained a platonic mother-son relationship, caring for her from afar until her death.

After several years, a text message saying sorry came from the phone number belonging to Ji's mother.

Chu Zhuo did not reply, but as usual, he had someone wire a sum of money to Ji's mother for support.

Because the person who should have heard it no longer had the chance.

After putting down her phone, Chu Zhuo took a watermelon from the refrigerator, scooped it out with a spoon, and ate it, showing off wildly.

In summer, you should eat more chilled watermelon.

A hand reached over and rubbed his cheeks. Chu Zhuo was forced to pout, his lips were grabbed hard, and his voice was muffled: "Brother Ye, what are you doing?"

"Take a sip of Zhuobao to keep yourself alive." Sheng Congye sat down next to Chu Zhuo and reached out to pull him into his arms. "It's all because of my dad. He insisted on retiring. I told him that sixty is the age to strive, but he threatened to kill himself. He was too cruel."

I've been busy with the handover between the club and Shengshi Company these past few days, and I've even developed dark circles under my eyes.

"Then I'll give you a kiss." Chu Zhu hooked her arms around his neck and brought her lips close to his.

Sheng Congye grabbed the boy's thigh, and his kiss, which was from below, became aggressive. Chu Zhuo's breath grew hot, and he quickly became immersed in the small space.

"Today's Zhuobao is watermelon flavored." Sheng Congye reached up with his palm and secretly slipped in through the gap.

To extend the battery life, Zhuobao needs to be allowed to enjoy himself first; he always likes to extend his own perks.

In the blink of an eye, from their first meeting to their twilight years, Sheng Congye's gaze never left Chu Zhuo.

They are each other's lovers.