The pushover offended a top-tier boss

Afterwards, Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but complain to Lin Zhi, "He's almost forty years old, how can he still be so petty?"

Lin Zhi chuckled on the other end: "Who told you to be surrounded by young men?"

Actually, this whole thing is their fault. Lin Zhi and Chen Yu had a fight, and Lin Zhi threatened to find an 18-year-old male college student, which made Chen Yu so angry that she went to Zhou Huaijin to complain.

As a result, upon hearing this, someone immediately became fully on guard.

These two best friends are exactly the same. He and Chen Yu are the same age. Lin Zhi wants a man who is older and still has to find one, but Ye Zhenzhen has plenty of men ready for her!

Unfortunately, there were some clueless young men who would bring her milk tea and offer her comfort every now and then.

The two women, both angry with their husbands, decided to leave their child with the men, book plane tickets, and fly away.

The two remaining people, one with a child, hurriedly met up with each other.

While looking at the child, I also looked at the beautiful photos my wife updated on WeChat Moments.

Finally, they couldn't sit still any longer and took their children and chased after them.

The two children are now four years old. After systematic training in kindergarten, they have learned a lot about manners. In addition, based on the principle of "lazy mothers raising diligent children," the two little ones basically don't require much attention from Ye Zhenzhen. They even take care of her instead.

For example, when Ye Zhenzhen slumped onto the sofa after finishing her meal, Yan Hui would quietly bring out her phone, remote control, and snacks, arranging them one by one, like a little housekeeper.

Jinshu nestled close to her, tilting her little face up and asking, "Mommy, what's this?"

Ye Zhenzhen glanced at the potato chips in her hand: "This child can't eat these, he'll die if he does."

"Can I have a sip of that milk tea?" Jinshu blinked her big eyes, her face full of anticipation.

"You can only drink one sip, otherwise you won't grow tall."

Yan Hui added quietly from the side, "Mom is lying to the kids again."

I wanted to sleep in on the weekend, but the two little ones had already run to the bedside with slippers, each putting one on her feet: "Mommy, wake up! The sun's already high in the sky!"

Ye Zhenzhen lay flat with her eyes closed, secretly pleased with herself: "I've raised this child for a thousand days, but I only need him for one."

Lin Zhijia's child is only two years old and is at a very mischievous age, but now that she has two little helpers, Jinshu and Yanhui, she is much less worried.

The three little ones ran and played wildly in the yard, needing no adult company at all.

The four adults lay leisurely on beach chairs, enjoying the sea breeze and chatting casually, occasionally glancing at the three little figures running around to make sure they were still within sight.

Nearby is a newly built resort area by the sea, where the flower garden is in full bloom. The vast sea of ​​flowers looks like an overturned palette under the sunlight, stretching all the way to the sea.

Ye Zhenzhen walked on the soft sand, the sea breeze blowing her skirt. Two children ran over, each holding one of her hands.

"Mom, Dad is waiting for you over there."

The wind carried the scent of the sea and the fragrance of flowers, and her skirt fluttered in the breeze.

Walking along a winding path, around the corner, there is an open space surrounded by flowers.

Zhou Huaijin stood under the flower stand, wearing a light purple shirt that she had never seen before, the same color as her skirt, which made her look clean, neat, and younger.

She looked at him, and her steps unconsciously slowed down.

When Zhou Huaijin saw his wife and children walking towards him, he couldn't help but smile.

Ye Zhenzhen ran over and couldn't help but look him up and down: "Old Zhou, why are you dressed so well today?"

"Matching outfits?"

Zhou Huaijin stared at her and smiled: "Yes, I even prepared a gift for you."

Ye Zhenzhen's eyes lit up instantly: "Really? Where?"

"On my body."

She looked him up and down, her gaze finally settling on the slightly bulging outline of his trouser pocket.

She reached inside and her fingertips touched a small velvet box.

My heart skipped a few beats.

She opened it, and there it was—a dazzling diamond ring. The main diamond was about the size of her fingernail, surrounded by a ring of tiny diamonds, the entire ring setting resembling a carefully wrapped bouquet of flowers. The diamonds refracted the light, creating a dazzling effect that made her eyes sting a little.

"Do you like it?" he asked her softly.

"So beautiful..." Her voice trembled slightly.

Zhou Huaijin took the ring out of the box, took her left hand, and slowly slipped it onto her ring finger. The ring fit perfectly, neither too loose nor too tight, as if it had been measured.

Ye Zhenzhen stared at the ring, still in a daze, when he knelt down on one knee in front of her.

"Ye Zhenzhen, let's get married." He looked up at her and asked in a deep voice.

Ye Zhenzhen stood there, the wind blowing her hair slightly. She looked down at him, this man who was not comfortable even holding hands in public, now kneeling in the middle of the flowers, his knees covered with fine soil and petals.

She thought he was old-fashioned, serious, and concerned about his image. She never imagined he would do such a worldly thing.

But as he knelt there, sunlight falling on his profile, she suddenly felt like crying.

"We're an old married couple, and we've been married for so many years, why are you still asking this question..." She sniffed.

"I'll make it up to you," he chuckled.

Ye Zhenzhen looked at him, finally bursting into laughter through her tears, and reached out to help him up: "Alright, then this princess will reluctantly agree to your request."

The two children jumped around excitedly, shouting, "Daddy proposed to Mommy!"

When Ye Zhenzhen returned to her room, she pushed open the door and froze on the spot.

In the center of the room sat the wedding dress she had tried on five years ago, next to a pair of crystal high heels, the shoes studded with tiny diamonds.

She covered her mouth, her eyes instantly welling up with tears: "You brought this wedding dress... why did you bring it with you?"

"We agreed to get married, how can we not wear a wedding dress?" Zhou Huaijin hugged him from behind. "Come on, let's try it on."

She sat in front of the dressing table as if in a dream, as someone applied exquisite makeup to her and styled her hair.

When she put on her wedding dress and was led into the manor, the courtyard was full of flowers, the melodious sound of violins filled the air, and petals were laid all the way to the end.

She also saw her parents, Zhou Huaijin's parents, Lin Zhihe, Chen Yu, Chen Zheng, Secretary Lin, and some of his friends.

She was momentarily stunned; it turned out he really had secretly held a wedding.