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

The next morning.

Zhu Xi was awakened by the congratulations.

Feeling extremely tired, she punched and kicked at the air, whimpering and clinging to the blanket, refusing to open her eyes.

Zhu He smiled and gently patted her through the blanket, "You have to go to work today."

The person still in the dream remained motionless.

The congratulations gradually intensified. "Dean Zhu, you have a very busy day. You have outpatient clinics this morning, and a repair surgery this afternoon."

"Brother~" A muffled voice came from under the covers. Zhu Xi still had her eyes closed, only moving her toes to test the air.

Seeing this, Zhu He patted her calf hard with his palm. "Le Zhi Shi sent me a message saying that since you can't get up, she'll do the repair surgery for you."

"Bullshit!" Zhu Xi sat bolt upright, her deep drowsiness instantly vanishing. "She's dreaming!"

"Wait a minute! How come you have Lezhishi's WeChat account?"

He crossed his arms and picked up a rubber band from the bedside table, handing it to her. "It's raining heavily, there might be traffic jams, Dean Zhu, you need to hurry."

"Oh," Zhu Xi continued, "How do you have Lezhishi's WeChat?"

"Last year you asked her to add me on WeChat so I could send her some information." Zhu He stood up. "Go take a shower; you reek of alcohol and you'll make the old man sick!"

"The smell of alcohol?" Zhu Xi raised his arm and sniffed, then sniffed the air desperately. "Isn't it just an aura of righteousness?"

"Hurry up, Dean Zhu, you only have half an hour to shower and ten minutes to eat."

Zhu Xi got out of bed in her slippers and asked casually, "Where's Zhou Yinghuai?"

"For the family."

Zhu Xi assumed he hadn't stayed overnight, and said, "Oh."

"Go take a shower, Dean Zhu." Zhu He pushed her towards the bathroom. "There are only 29 minutes left."

The bathroom in the bridal suite is more spacious and brighter than that in Yilongju, with a double sink and an excellent layout.

Zhu Xi stood in front of the mirror, looking at her slightly swollen eyelids and smiling bitterly.

I had just stripped myself naked, and before I even got to the shower, I came back from dinner and took a closer look at myself in the mirror.

Reluctantly, he picked up the clothes from the laundry basket and smelled them. They smelled strongly of alcohol, but not unpleasantly.

She raised an eyebrow and mocked herself, "Blackouts can be deadly, thankfully Zhou Yinghuai got home."

After finishing her self-consolation, Zhu Xi happily scurried to the shower.

After taking a long, deep breath, I closed my eyes and held my breath, letting the water wash away everything from last night.

The smell of alcohol is washed away, and a sense of righteousness returns.

Zhu Xi took a quick shower, dried herself off slightly, and then went to the dressing room.

All of Huanxi Sha's clothes were prepared by Zhou Yinghuai. The styles of the clothes were similar to those that Zhu Xi usually wore, with comfort and convenience as the main considerations.

Zhu Xi wrapped herself in a bath towel and took out a few items. The texture was soft and smooth, unlike the ones she had bought before.

She searched inside and out but couldn't find the tag.

The rain pattered outside the window, and Zhu Xi struggled to choose between light blue and peach pink. It was a difficult decision.

Finally, she ran to the bathroom, casually threw on a bathrobe, and left the bedroom.

She rushed to the kitchen excitedly, "Brother, what are you wearing today...?"

Congratulations were not heard; Zhou Yinghuai, who was making breakfast, turned around at the sound of the voice.

Their eyes met, and then they fell silent.

Zhu Xi, wrapped in a hair-drying cap, had a face that looked like a blooming hibiscus flower, flushed from the steam.

Red lips and white teeth, without the need for makeup.

Zhou Yinghuai was deeply attracted; she seemed completely different from before.

He turned slightly to face him, leaned closer, and spoke softly.

Seeing that her hair wasn't dry, I said, "The hairdryer in the master bedroom is embedded in the bathroom wall. You can stand there without moving, and the airflow is 360 degrees."

"Even though it's summer, girls should still dry their hair promptly after showering." Zhou Yinghuai was very patient, noticing her bathrobe was clearly a size too big. "This bathrobe looks like mine!"

Zhu Xiqing's eyes were bright and clear; she really didn't expect him to be here, wearing a sleeveless vest and shorts.

She rushed over just now and happened to see the muscles he was using when he flipped the wok.

That was a vibrant scene etched into my eyes.

She looked up, then quickly fixed her gaze on his handsome collarbone. "What are you doing here?"

Zhu Xi spoke these words in a very low voice.

Zhou Yinghuai still heard it.

He chuckled softly, his chest heaving. "Why can't I be here?"

Zhu Xi pursed her lips, "My brother said you're giving money to the family."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhu Xi realized what was happening.

This is her home.

Yes, it was Zhou Yinghuai's.

Zhou Yinghuai laughed again, "I've been at home, at our home. It's just that you were very drunk last night, and there was no housekeeper, so I couldn't help you take a bath."

Zhu Xi blushed, her heart pounded, and a wave of heat washed over her throat.

She couldn't take it anymore and turned to leave.

With Zhou Yinghuai gripping her wrist, she had no choice but to turn around and look up.

Once again, their eyes fell into Zhou Yinghuai's smiling, deep gaze.

"Sister Xi, what were you trying to say just now?"

Zhu Xi spoke too quickly, or rather, she was suddenly faced with Zhou Yinghuai and couldn't think too much for the time being.

The words slipped out: "I want to ask my brother what color clothes he's wearing today."

After saying that, he smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

"All the clothes you prepared for me are so beautiful, I can't choose one."

Zhou Yinghuai raised his hand and wiped away the water dripping from the two strands of hair that had fallen out. "Wear that lake-blue shirt dress."

"Um?"

"Sister Xi, your lucky color today is lake blue."

As he spoke, Zhou Yinghuai pushed her shoulder and turned her around. "Hurry up, there's no time for breakfast. I'll pack some for you to eat on the way."

And so, under such passive care, Zhu Xi got into Zhou Yinghuai's car.

Zhou Yinghuai drove the car himself.

Congratulations and well wishes are in the back row.

As the car left Huanxisha, Zhou Yinghuai looked at her through the rearview mirror and smiled, "Hurry up and eat breakfast, see if it suits your taste."

Zhu Xi responded with an "oh".

"I was going to buy breakfast," Zhu He handed her a food box. "Zhou Yinghuai said you got drunk last night and probably want some hot and sour soup this morning."

"Xixi, would you like some?"

In fact, in addition to hot and sour soup, Zhou Yinghuai also made her fried eggs, sandwiches, and scrambled eggs with shrimp.

It is nutritionally balanced and has a delicious and appealing appearance.

Zhu Xi looked up at the hand gripping the steering wheel.

And then there's that eye-catching plain ring.

Wedding ring.

Torrential rain.

The windshield wipers worked diligently, providing the two with a brief respite of clear vision.

Zhou Yinghuai stepped on the brake, looked back at her, and said, "Luckily we left early; the traffic jam was worse than I expected."

The congratulations were timed perfectly, but man proposes, God disposes.

He wasn't often in Libei and was unaware of the terrible traffic conditions during the morning rush hour.

Zhou Yinghuai's phone was always on, and Fanzhou Technology's navigation software was providing considerate service.

He explained, worried that she might be anxious, "Huanxisha is close to the hospital, and the traffic won't be too bad after we cross this intersection."

He looked at her and said, "It won't affect your outpatient clinic hours."

Zhu Xi nodded and thanked him while holding the remaining half of the sandwich.

Zhou Yinghuai, who had been standing to the side, reached out and ruffled her hair. "You're welcome."

Zhu Xi couldn't avoid it, so she picked up the remaining half sandwich from the lunchbox and handed it to him, saying, "You eat too."

"He's driving, it's not safe for him to eat," Zhu He said, urging her to eat well. "When we get to the hospital, I'll treat Zhou Yinghuai to coffee."

Zhou Yinghuai had already stopped, took the lunchbox, and sat up straight.

He heard someone behind him say, "Brother, Zhou Yinghuai is amazing."

"He's a professional race car driver!"