It's hard to quit, but it's the perfect marriage!

A touch of coolness suddenly pressed against my lips.

It was Zhou Yinghuai who scooped out a perfectly shaped spoonful of ice cream, but Zhu Xi, as if doing Tai Chi, turned it around and brought it to his mouth.

Apply a lime to the cupid's bow to refresh and invigorate the mind.

Zhu Xi smiled broadly, "I've been in the hospital for so long that I don't know about many places outside."

"Mr. Zhou, could you please answer my question?"

Zhou Yinghuai was infected by her laughter and laughed too. Thinking of the weight trend chart he had seen in the suburbs, he knew he absolutely could not make that mistake again.

He stared into her clear eyes and said, "Ask away."

"Speak freely?" she pressed on deliberately.

"Of course, I'll tell you everything!" Zhou Yinghuai said confidently, then teased her playfully, "Want me to help you analyze the trend chart?"

"No way!" Zhu Xi denied, wagging her index finger. "I haven't been eating much of the food you feed me lately, and my weight has turned green."

Zhou Yinghuai also wanted to ask why he didn't come to feed him?

It's because she wants a divorce.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but seeing her beautiful features, he changed the subject, "Sister Xi, after Zhuhe goes abroad, I'll continue feeding her, okay?"

Zhu Xi snorted and reluctantly agreed, "Fine, I'll eat my brother's food first."

As we were talking, the ice cream melted a little.

Zhu Xi quickly ate her red beans and strawberries, broke free from Zhou Yinghuai's hand, and ran to the side of the convenience store.

I turned on the tap and washed my hands.

Zhou Yinghuai looked at her quietly, just in time to meet Zhu Xi's gaze as she turned around.

He scooped up another spoonful of ice cream and ate it; this time, it was even sweeter than before.

A short while later, Zhu Xi went into the convenience store and took out the same item.

I sat back down next to him, opened the lid, and scooped out a spoonful.

Zhou Yinghuai moved closer to her, remembering the questions she had just asked for.

"Speak, what do you want to ask?"

Zhu Xi pursed her lips, paused for a second, and said, "I want to know, Qin Huaiyuan."

Zhou Yinghuai's spine tightened.

"Hossey said that Qinhuaiyuan is a history museum, and there are also string and wind instruments, but they are all cultural relics." Her lips curled up, and her eyes shone like a fox. "Hossey also said that a hospital worker like me will only be able to buy tickets freely when I become the hospital director."

"Zhou Yinghuai," she nudged his knee against hers, "can I sell some of the dowry your mother gave me before we got our marriage certificate?"

"You want to go to Qinhuaiyuan?" Zhou Yinghuai's question was silly, but he quickly corrected himself, "I'll take you after you've rested."

"Did you forget you have money? Does that mean I don't need to sell a bride price?" she asked deliberately.

Zhou Yinghuai was in a dilemma, "I don't need to sell, but I can't afford to buy either."

All his assets, both movable and immovable, had long been transferred to this cunning and clever girl in front of him.

His newlywed wife, the dean's wife.

Zhu Xi feigned displeasure, saying, "So I married a poor wretch!"

She snorted, "I want to go home to find my brother, I want to go..."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Yinghuai splashed ice cream on her incessantly chattering lips.

He could guess what Zhu Xi was going to say next; even if "return the goods" was a joke, he didn't want to hear it.

"I'll ask Lan Qi for it," he said firmly. "Lan Qi has money."

Zhu Xi: "Don't you hate the Blue Flag?"

"Borrowing money is a different matter."

"Oh." Zhu Xi puffed out her cheeks. "You're so good to me. You sacrificed so much for me by going to Qinhuaiyuan."

Zhou Yinghuai couldn't laugh. "Actually, Qin Huaiyuan isn't anything special."

Zhu Xi smiled at him, patted his bottom, stood up, and turned to walk back to the convenience store.

Soon, he came out carrying a bag of ice cream.

She stood in the light and shadow, her skin as smooth as jade, her whole being exuding gentleness. "Let's go, Zhou Yinghuai, we're going home."

Feeling a chill run through him, Zhou Yinghuai stood up and looked at the person in the light, "Coming."

Back at the old house, Zhou Yinghuai carried a bag and wanted to share popsicles with them.

He casually took three times and threw more than a dozen into the small refrigerator.

The rest were still in the bags, and Zhou Yinghuai distributed them one by one to the moving staff.

Everyone thanked them with smiles.

Zhu Xi felt awkward, but she couldn't quite put her finger on why.

He was very talkative in the height of summer. He dangled the watch he had just received on his wrist and said, "Ah Huai, anyone who didn't know better would think you were handing out wedding candy."

As soon as the words were spoken, one of the moving staff members started to speak.

Congratulations!

Congratulations!

When the endless stream of congratulations reached Zhu Xi's ears, she finally realized what was wrong with her.

She frowned slightly and looked at Zhou Yinghuai.

The two locked eyes.

Zhou Yinghuai put down the bag and quickly explained, "It was a commotion that started in the middle of summer."

Zhu Xi turned her head and looked back at the height of summer.

"Consider it wedding candy, congratulations to Dean."

Zhu Xi, feeling rebuffed, snorted and sat down at the dining table, watching Zhu He bring out the box.

The box was covered with several layers of tape, clearly indicating that it was not meant to be opened.

Zhu Xi rested her chin on her hand, thought for a moment, and decided to go back to her room to find a surprise.

That pile of very cheap popsicles wasn't neglected either.

Horch was the first.

Congratulations are the second thing.

After much deliberation in the sweltering summer, I ended up in third place.

Lou Yan Hui didn't eat any of these things, and didn't even glance at them.

Huo Xi took a bite of the one in his hand, found it unpalatable, snorted, and casually handed it to Lou Yan, saying, "You finish it for me, I'll go get something else."

She left after saying that, without even glancing at the astonishment in the man's sinister eyes beside her.

Zhu Xi witnessed everything and slowly walked over, ready to help Lou Yan Hui out of the predicament.

Unexpectedly, this big shot stared at it for a long time, but instead of throwing it away, he put it in his mouth.

Halfway through the rescue, Zhu Xi frowned and turned to look at her best friend who was still picking and choosing, as if she sensed something unusual.

She smiled, feeling that someone was missing from the room no matter how she looked at it.

Huo Xi, holding a durian-flavored popsicle in one hand, gave Zhu Xi a wink.

Zhu Xi understood immediately, took a few steps back, and retreated to her room.

Horch followed closely behind.

He lowered his voice, "Zhou Yinghuai is handing out wedding candy, why are you blushing?"

Zhu Xi retorted stubbornly, "Who's blushing?"

"Your face is as red as if you just slept with a man. And it was that kind of blissful, cloud-like, absent-minded, soul-stirring sleep!"

Zhu Xi gave a sneer, "Me? Give me a break, you might as well say I sleep in that life-or-death kind of sleep!"

She gestured with her fingers, as if she wanted to perform a brain surgery on the spot.

Hoshi raised an eyebrow. "I'm just curious."

"What are you curious about?"

"You say you're dead? Can this stubborn mouth be burned to ashes?"

Zhu Xi: "..."

My best friend wishes me dead, what should I do?

Zhu Xi shook her head helplessly, then suddenly remembered Zhu Hao.

"Best wishes?"

Huo Xi happened to be flipping through his high school Chinese textbook, which contained a note.

He looked at it intently, then replied perfunctorily, "I'm leaving."

"Gone?"

"Yeah, the stepmother took Snow White away." Huo Xi didn't seem to care at all, clutching the note. "Damn, Zhu Meiren, you've known Zhou Yinghuai since high school?"