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

Chu Zhuo loosened his collar, about to lean closer so he could take a closer look, when he suddenly realized that there was a mirror in the bathroom, wouldn't that be more convenient?

"Yu Suili, wait a minute, I'm going to the restroom..."

Yu Suili interrupted him with a hint of helplessness: "Baby, there's nothing dirty. I just wanted to see you."

Chu Zhuo paused, then couldn't help but chuckle: "Yu Suili, I'm already your boyfriend, why are you still being so polite?"

After finishing his sentence, he opened his collar, looking like a nouveau riche, and said, "Okay, what else do you want to see?"

"Collarbone, chest, waist..." Yu Suili was particularly adept at pushing his luck, scanning the person's entire body through the screen, "Can you take your clothes off?"

Chu Zhuo: "...Yu Suili, you're a pervert."

Yu Suili was so frank as to be shameless: "I am. It's normal for a pervert to want to see some restricted content, right?"

In the end, of course, they didn't get to see it; Pei's mother's knocking interrupted their absurd conversation.

"I cooked some small glutinous rice balls," Pei's mother said, noticing he had even changed out of his pajamas, and hesitated slightly. "Did Zhuozhuo brush his teeth?"

"Just wash it again, it won't stop me from eating my mom's lovingly prepared midnight snack." Chu Zhuo happily took the white porcelain bowl, stirred the small glutinous rice balls in the bowl with a spoon, scooped one up and ate it. It was sticky and chewy, filled with red bean paste.

"Delicious! Did Mom make these by hand?" They weren't very big, but Chu Zhu ate five in one go.

Mrs. Pei hummed in agreement and reached out to smooth his slightly disheveled collar: "Eat first and then go to bed early."

Chu Zhuo nodded obediently: "Goodnight, Mom."

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Pei's mother prepared salt water: "Zhuozhuo, come and wash your hands. Let's wash away all the bad luck and misfortune of last year and smoothly welcome the good luck of the new year."

Pei's mother had never believed in such things before, but her son's sudden coma completely changed her mind. How could the client not hate her?

Chu Zhuo accepted Pei's mother's kindness, washed her hands thoroughly, and held up her washed hands to show her, "Mom, check if I'm clean?"

"You clever little devil." Mrs. Pei gave him a reproachful look, pretending to check, and said with certainty, "It's clean. This is a very good year for our Xiao Zhuo."

From afar, Mr. Pei called out from the kitchen, "Come and eat noodles!"

There are also customs associated with eating noodles. Mr. Pei got up early and specially made a longevity noodle, symbolizing long life and good fortune.

Chu Zhu slurped for several minutes, his cheeks puffing out and then deflated, with a noodle in his mouth the whole time. He took many bites to finish the whole noodle.

"My mouth is sore," he murmured after finishing his meal.

Mr. Pei laughed heartily.

The Spring Festival was spent surrounded by all sorts of blessings.

After the Lantern Festival, Chu Zhuo grabbed her two still worried parents and said, "I've recovered very well. I can jump around, eat and drink normally. Mom and Dad, please go back home. The students must miss you."

The Pei family runs a small training institution in Lishui City, where the couple are both owners and teachers.

Because of his son's accident, the shop was closed for several months.

The elderly couple originally planned to refund part of the tuition based on the teaching time, and to refund the full amount immediately after payment. However, the neighbors praised the Pei family highly, as they had a good reputation, and most students came because of their reputation. Except for a very few who were in a great hurry, the vast majority said they could wait.

If all else fails, then we can talk about refunding the tuition.

Pei's mother, exasperated by his nagging, repeatedly told him before leaving, "It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone. Rest for at least two more months. Don't worry about work; your parents can support you."

Chu Zhu nodded in agreement to show that she was obedient.

As Chu Zhuo saw his two elders off at the airport, he hugged them one by one, saying, "Mom, let me know you've landed safely, and Dad, too."

Yu Suili was waiting outside the airport. After Chu Zhuo saw her parents off, she went to the parking lot to find him.

The car door had just closed when the man in the driver's seat grabbed it and pulled it away.

A large, well-defined hand cupped the boy's face, his thumb pressing against his earlobe. With his forehead close to the boy's, Yu Suili murmured, "Zhuobao, you've neglected me for so long, it's not too much to ask for some compensation, is it?"

"It's not too much." Chu Zhu pouted. "Come on, I'll give you a kiss."

Yu Suili's eyes burned with desire. He lightly touched Chu Zhuo's eyelids, then took his lips into his mouth. His tongue slowly broke through the barrier, flowing smoothly into the entire mouth.

"Yu, Yu Suili." As oxygen was being drawn away, Chu Zhuo turned her head away in discomfort and whispered a complaint to the man, "Be gentle, you're eating too fast."

Yu Suili turned his head back, mumbled an apology, and gave him a practical lesson on how to breathe between kisses.

*

After seeing off Pei's parents, Chu Zhuo, whose health had improved considerably, asked to see Xi Zhihe.

Yu Suili wasn't familiar with Xi Zhihe, but upon learning of Chu Zhuo's idea, he asked Cui Mujun, as a family friend, to help make an appointment.

Needless to say, the privacy of his own premises was excellent, so Yu Suili arranged to meet the two of them at a restaurant on the fifth floor.

Cui Mujun arrived casually in his slippers: "Brother Sui, has the sun risen in the west? You've been disappearing like a ghost lately, haven't posted anything on your WeChat Moments, and now you suddenly throw a dinner party? That's not like you! Is Uncle Yu sending you back to inherit the family fortune, and this is a farewell dinner?"

Yu Suili glanced at him indifferently: "With this kind of imagination, you could be a huge hit as a screenwriter."

"Why should it be?" Cui Mujun asked curiously, sitting down on the sofa away from Yu Suili.

Yu Suili caught a glimpse of Chu Zhuo pushing the door open and entered. Without answering him, he got up to greet him.

Cui Mujun turned around in a daze.

The person who came was about twenty years old, with black hair, light eyes, fair skin, and delicate features that were eye-catching. His large, bright eyes were full of spirit.

When did Brother Sui meet such a heavenly beauty?

He opened his mouth, and before he could even utter a short sound, he saw Yu Suili take his hand, holding it intimately with their fingers intertwined.

Cui Mujun: "?"

Experienced people think very quickly; in a second, he equated the relationship between the two with that of lovers.

Yu Suili made no attempt to hide it, introducing him to the only audience member present: "This is my boyfriend, Chu Zhuo."

Upon further reflection, Cui Mujun suddenly realized: "Is this the real person who, last year, caused your persona to collapse, flew around to various places, posted numerous updates on WeChat Moments, but never showed your true face while virtually traveling with someone?"

He said it all in one breath, without pausing.

Chu Zhuo's ears buzzed: "There was no virtual tourism, I went with Yu Suili."

"Huh?" Cui Mujun asked, puzzled, then guessed, "Sui-ge hadn't caught up yet back then?"

"You could say that back then I only dared to secretly like him," Yu Suili admitted.

When pursuing someone you like, a peacock spreading its tail feathers to display its strength is a conscious act for a suitor, and Yu Suili doesn't think it's something that hurts his self-esteem.

On the contrary, the fact that Zhuobao is willing to give him a chance to show himself proves that he is qualified to be on the other party's shortlist of potential partners... Of course, the premise is that he is the only person on the shortlist from beginning to end.

If there were other people present, Yu Suili could not guarantee his rationality.

And coincidentally, Chu Zhuo also gave him his wholehearted trust in this regard, plus the fact that only he could see the boy in his soul form, Yu Suili was extremely reliable.

Later, when his soul returned to its place, his carefully laid plans were already on the verge of being revealed. When the opportunity came, he was determined to seize it.

Cui Mujun couldn't bear to look. After inwardly expressing his contempt, he greeted her with humility and politeness: "Sister-in-law, uh, brother-in-law, no, brother-in-law? Male sister-in-law?"

Yu Suili clicked his tongue: "Are you giving people nicknames?"

Chu Zhuo smiled, a hint of pleasure in her eyes: "Just call me Chu Zhuo."