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

This time, the person who initiated the gambling has changed.

Zhu Xi was very certain.

She stood up, holding her phone, and waved at the camera. "Go ahead and eat. I'm going to work."

Zhou Yinghuai smiled knowingly, a warm current flowing through his body. There was no sound in the world more beautiful than this.

He smiled and reminded me, "I'll eat well, and you should eat well too."

Zhu Xi nodded and left the lounge.

She walked slowly, but her steps were light and cheerful, as if she were dancing. "Hmm, I'm going to eat McDonald's later."

"Um?"

"wrong."

The elevator happened to stop on this floor, and Zhu Xi glanced at the metal door that could be used as a mirror.

Two women facing each other, with two cell phones seemingly stuck together back to back, refusing to be separated.

She didn't go forward again, but turned around and chose the fire escape. "The elevator is on the top floor, it's too slow, I'm not waiting."

As she spoke, she slipped inside, phone in hand.

Step onto the stairs and walk steadily upwards, one step at a time.

Zhou Yinghuai didn't see the elevator numbers, but he did see a fleeting look of guilt on her face.

He assumed she was guilty for wanting McDonald's, and said, "Eat what you want, you're free to!"

In Zhou Yinghuai's dictionary, there is no such thing as junk food.

There are only those who like to eat it and those who don't.

This is a principle he has adhered to since childhood as the elder brother.

Now, this principle includes the addition of "wishing you happiness".

Fearing she wouldn't eat it, he added, "Sometimes I crave these things too."

Zhu Xi had already climbed about twenty steps without panting or getting tired. "I earn 156000 a second, I can eat the stars in the sky, why would I eat McDonald's?"

Zhou Yinghuai laughed along with her, plotting how to coax her to eat.

She mentioned McDonald's, so she must want to eat there.

That's how girls are; their casual remarks best express their true inner thoughts.

"Keep the money you work so hard to earn, I'll order takeout for you." He added with a self-deprecating remark, "Old man's lesson, fourth time."

Zhu Xi had already forgotten the lame joke from the lounge earlier. "What?"

"To take it all for myself!" he said. "To take everything the old man owns!"

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Zhu Xi was able to eat McDonald's 20 minutes later.

Zhou Yinghuai ordered a lot.

There are lots of hamburgers and lots of Coke.

There are also many sundaes.

Of course, Zhu Xi has its own unique strawberry jam and strawberry sundae.

In the entire neurosurgery department, not many people eat on time.

As a result, almost half of the people in the department benefited from her influence and got to experience the fourth installment of the old man's teaching: "Taking it for oneself."

Zhu Xi ate two hamburgers in one go and placed the strawberry sundae, which had been filled many times over, among the hamburger wrappers.

I found a good angle and snapped several photos.

Finally, I chose the one I was most satisfied with and sent it to Zhou Yinghuai and Zhu He respectively.

Zhou Yinghuai didn't reply; he was busy with other things.

He didn't even reply to the congratulations; he was even busier.

Zhu Xi put down her phone and scooped a spoonful of sundae into her mouth.

It was a sense of satisfaction and sweetness I had never experienced before.

Dr. Huang, trying to deceive himself, chose a sugar-free Coke and smugly moved next to her.

He sat down, crossed his legs, and his shoe toes dangled slightly. "The house was sold?"

Zhu Xi shook her head. "Why would I sell the house!"

She was short of breath and muttered, "Brother Huang, can you wish me well?"

The wobbling shoe stopped abruptly. Dr. Huang leaned forward and said, "You're being a bit too generous, treating us to meat and coffee."

Zhu Xi suddenly wanted to laugh.

She secretly brewed the deed for two months, and various rumors circulated about Zhou Yinghuai.

Only Dr. Huang firmly believes that Zhu Xi is still the same as before, scrimping and saving to pay off her overwhelming mortgage.

She scooped up another spoonful of ice cream, its coolness refreshing. "I'm craving it, so I thought I'd share it with everyone."

At this point, she took another spicy chicken wing, dipped it in a sundae sauce, and made a big dab.

Then, carefully stuff it into your mouth.

Ice and Fire.

One cold, one hot; one sweet, one spicy.

Exhilarating and thrilling.

Dr. Huang was so disgusted by her bizarre eating habits that he swallowed hard and lost his appetite.

He was still thinking about her, and took his phone out of his white coat pocket.

Find her profile picture on WeChat and tap on it.

While typing in the numbers, he said, "Don't tell your sister-in-law, the bonus the hospital gave out last month wasn't transferred to my salary card."

"I told the accountant to transfer it to my other card."

The spicy chicken wings were juicy and crispy, and Zhu Xi chewed them.

The initial heavy emotion was gradually washed away as Dr. Huang's numbers changed.

The first number I lost was 888.

After deleting it, it becomes 666.

The number 666 was reduced again, and finally it was halved.

666 becomes 66.

Dr. Huang happily transferred the 66 yuan to her.

"Hurry up and collect it, then put our chat history in..." Dr. Huang turned his head and met her half-closed, fierce, and cold gaze.

The locked phone explained, "Little sister, you have to understand your brother!"

Zhu Xi gave a disdainful smile, gritting her teeth, "What do I understand?"

"How difficult it is for a married man to painstakingly save up some secret money!" These simple words, spoken by the middle-aged Dr. Huang, were filled with heartache and sorrow. "To avoid arousing your sister-in-law's suspicion, I worked incredibly hard those few days! She was so happy that even the dog stopped barking!"

As for where to exert oneself, that's the adult midnight card table, something that can only be implied but not explained.

Zhu Xi chuckled; she knew about the bonus she received last month.

It's a replacement for the one that was missed last month, and it only costs a few hundred yuan.

Another part is the bonus that was deducted from Corey last year because he failed a project assessment. This amount is considerable.

Together, Zhu Xi received over four thousand.

People of Dr. Huang's caliber have longer service records, higher medical skills, and have performed more surgeries than her.

It should be two-thirds more than her prize money.

Zhu Xi was truly astonished. "Brother, you pocketed over six thousand yourself and sent me only 66?"

Zhu Xi pointed to the glass of sugar-free cola, "They also swiped a bottle of cola from me."

Dr. Huang: "Married!"

He emphasized, "Married men, no money!"

"Why don't you go ask your husband if he has any secret savings?"

Zhu Xi bit her lip, and Zhou Yinghuai's gentle, smiling face flashed before her eyes again.

Secret stash of money?

Zhu Xi chuckled to herself, as if she should ask him.

At that time, the Dazhou Group restaurant.

Zhou Yinghuai was humming a song while eating; it was Canon in D major.

In the sweltering summer heat, he didn't hold back his eye-rolls and sarcasm, saying, "I hope Dean doesn't hold a wedding."

Zhou Yinghuai raised an eyebrow, leaned back in his chair, and left the buttons of his white shirt undone.

With the demeanor of a young master, composed and happy, he said, "Yes, I know."

"Then who are you trying to impress with that vixen-like act from the brothels?" Sheng Xiali scoffed. "I'm straight!"

Zhou Yinghuai wasn't annoyed. He took a sip of tea, ignoring the clamor of the summer heat.

He was content in his own world, so he wanted to play for her more often.

In the sweltering summer heat: "I'll give you a piece of my mind!"

Zhou Yinghuai: "Zhu Xi should like it!"

In the sweltering summer: "Ha, men! Men with love-struck minds!"

Zhou Yinghuai paused, leaned back, and stepped forward politely, asking, "Based on your analysis, does Zhu Xi have a tendency to be love-struck?"