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

What Zhou Yinghuai said to Zhu Xi was like being trapped next to a blazing fire in Libei, where a red high-temperature warning had been issued and the temperature was over 40 degrees Celsius.

Further ahead lies the scorching earth, a cement ground so dry that a bucket of water poured on it would instantly dry it.

Backing away, the fire raged ever brighter.

Double the heat, and it will instantly turn her into crispy, dehydrated fries.

She smiled, her eyes burning, and didn't reply to Zhou Yinghuai.

With my phone locked, I'm working hard towards the dean's career.

Zhou Yinghuai seemed to have anticipated that she would not return.

I also locked my phone and looked at the screen in the sweltering summer heat.

Unexpectedly, Lou Yanhui's hands were quite adept at handling human affairs.

The way those petals were rubbed was so skillful that everyone who saw it couldn't help but comment, "It's just a matter of practice."

He scoffed and said, "Mr. Lou was born into the wrong family."

Lou Yan continued working, her sinister eyes glancing sideways, her phoenix eyes half-closed, full of probing. "Oh?"

Zhou Yinghuai took a sip of tea. "If Mr. Lou were Miss Lou, she and Huo Xi would have been doing these kinds of things together in their private quarters long ago."

His expression remained unchanged, his deep eyes unwavering. He raised his teacup towards Lou Yanhui, saying, "Only today can I truly say that I have met Mr. Lou."

"So it turns out Mr. Lou's hands aren't just for killing, they can also embroider."

Lou Yan finally finished rubbing the flower petals in her hands. As she spoke, she deliberately tilted her head to the empty space beside her. "Boss Zhou's grapes are still so sour. Dean Zhu's grand ambitions will take another twenty years or so, poor thing."

As she spoke, Lou Yan shook her head and said, "My cruise ship will arrive at the port early next month. I sincerely invite Mr. and Mrs. Zhou to grace us with their presence and to join us for a get-together."

"Please rest assured, Mrs. Zhou, it's just a leisurely sea voyage. Once we're in international waters, we can do some embroidery; there's absolutely no murder or robbery involved."

Zhou Yinghuai did not lose ground. "Sorry, my wife doesn't have time."

Lou Yan replied nonchalantly, "May I ask, is your wife simply too busy, or too busy with you?"

Changing the subject, Lou Yan replied in a serious tone, "My memory hasn't been very good lately, I need to check my account on Shenwai."

Zhou Yinghuai: "..."

The video call was suddenly disconnected; it was Zhou Yinghuai who cut it off.

Sheng Xiali paused for a second, then quickly realized, "No, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Zhou Yinghuai wasn't in a good mood. "Are you done talking?"

"I don't."

"You have!"

In the sweltering summer heat, he leaned back, mocking Zhou Yinghuai's petty nature when his weakness was exposed.

"Ah Huai, Lou Yan Hui's last words weren't the final blow! If he can get a registration, so can you!"

As for myself in the sweltering summer, since I can't embrace my first love, I'll just have to watch my two best friends fight it out.

Zhou Yinghuai snorted coldly. He really wanted to stick close to Zhu Xi and be with her anytime, anywhere.

But he couldn't, and even less could he, cause trouble while she was working.

Lou Yan could go and register, but he, as Zhu Xi's husband who supported her work, absolutely could not go and register just because he wanted to see Zhu Xi.

That's called making things worse.

This is not what a qualified lover or husband should do.

Seeing him silent in the sweltering summer, Zhou Yinghuai assumed that his terrible idea had taken hold.

He slyly moved closer, "Interested? When are you going? I'll go with you!"

Zhou Yinghuai smiled dismissively, finished the last cup of tea, and rose leisurely.

He adopted a pretentious manner, but his words carried the chill of a thick layer of winter ice: "Forget it, there's no point in arguing with someone like you who has neither a wife nor a girlfriend!"

He raised an eyebrow, neatly buttoning up his open shirt collar. "I'm leaving. I need to finish work quickly so I can go to the hospital to change Zhu Xi's sheets!"

"Are you crazy?" Sheng Xiali was utterly bewildered. "Why the hell would I change the sheets?!"

Zhou Yinghuai stared at him seriously, and then launched into another scathing attack, "See, I just can't explain it to you."

In the sweltering summer heat, when someone gets impatient, those two sentences are incredibly vulgar.

Unable to bear it any longer in the sweltering heat of midsummer, he yelled, "Zhou Yinghuai, you son of a bitch!"

"When I, your grandpa Sheng, was touching a girl's hand, you were still staring at numbers on Financial Street!"

Zhou Yinghuai: "So?"

In the sweltering summer heat, he continued shouting, "Don't forget, it was I, Grandpa Sheng, who suggested that Zhu Xi divorce you!"

Zhou Yinghuai did not deny it, but looked at Sheng Xiali with a very sympathetic look.

She then symbolically patted his shoulder, saying, "No wonder your first love dumped you three times."

He coughed a few times. "In the sweltering summer, your method is really terrible!"

In just a few minutes, Zhou Yinghuai and Lou Yanhui, working together, pushed the vast septic tank through the sweltering summer heat.

-

Zhu Xi was busy all day.

We finally had a moment to chat at the nurses' station.

As a result, I saw the nurse who was supposed to be on duty that night sitting there in great distress.

He didn't even hear when patients came to ask him questions.

Xiaoyue wasn't there, so Zhuxi twirled a pen in her hand and asked her what was wrong.

The nurse feigned pain, her eyelids drooping, and she looked completely listless.

This is a new nurse who joined the company just last month. In less than a month, she has lost the liveliness she had when she first started working the night shift.

Zhu Xi thought she was suffering because of the night shift, so she planned to share some experience and self-consistency tips with her.

Before she could finish speaking, the nurse clutched her abdomen and slumped down.

The pen, which had been twisting into a flower shape, trembled for a few seconds between the thumb and forefinger, before finally lying there quietly.

Zhu Xi slid forward in her chair. "Are you feeling unwell?"

Menstrual cramps!

The two simple words were spoken so faintly that they were almost inaudible unless you listened carefully.

Zhu Xi understood. "Did you take your medicine?"

"Drug allergy." The nurse sighed in distress. "And to make matters worse, I've already finished the imported medicine I bought."

"You should have said so earlier." Zhu Xi breathed a sigh of relief. "I did."

She stood up. "Wait here, I'll go get it for you."

Actually, Zhu Xi was also very tired.

The surgery during the day took too long, and I didn't have a proper lunch.

Before I could even catch my breath, my afternoon was already packed with work.

She had just found some free time to sit at the nurses' station and relax.

In the hospital corridor, her aching legs moved swiftly.

As she walked, she muttered to herself the words "menstrual cramps".

Zhu Xi raised her eyebrows, then sighed, clicking her tongue in amazement, "Being a man is quite nice!"

After saying that, he had already turned the corner, and with a self-denying, silly laugh, he said, "I am a man, and Zhou Yinghuai is a man too."

"Men and men..."

She was walking very fast, and with too many evil thoughts, she didn't notice and bumped into someone.

The impact caused her to stumble back three steps before regaining her balance.

She pressed her right palm painfully against her forehead, and the stinging sensation from the tip of her nose made her squeeze out two tears.

She looked up and saw the person's concerned, worried, and regretful eyes. She laughed through her tears.

Zhou Yinghuai carefully grasped her wrist, holding it tightly in his palm. "Did you hurt yourself?"

Zhu Xi's eyes crinkled into a smile, and her voice was roguish as she exclaimed, "Wow, a man!"

Zhou Yinghuai didn't understand her point. "What?"

Zhu Xi immediately leaned into his arms, her chin resting on his chest.

Her voice was soft and gentle, her eyes sparkling with a charming allure, "Wow, my man!"