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

Zhou Yinghuai also glanced at it, taking her overreaction as praise and compliment.

Having tasted the sweetness, he wanted to spend more time with her, but he wasn't so beastly as to actually go into heat at her workplace.

His body is still under control and there are no abnormalities.

But Zhu Xi's deliberate exaggeration at this moment successfully pleased him.

Making his wife happy was Zhou Yinghuai's proudest and most satisfying achievement.

His ability to repeatedly astonish his wife with his every move is truly remarkable.

Zhou Yinghuai grinned mischievously, feeling for the first time that Lou Yanhui's wild and unrestrained spirit was very fitting for this moment.

He raised an eyebrow, grabbed Zhu Xi's wrist, and pulled her into his arms, perfectly mimicking his previous disdain for Lou Yan Hui. "Is my wife/baby praising me? Hmm?"

Zhu Xi was already used to his shamelessness and scoffed, "Can I return it if I'm not satisfied?"

"Are you praising me, baby?"

He repeated to Zhu Xi, "Can I return it?"

Zhou Yinghuai smiled close to her, "No."

"That's unfair! Pinduoduo has a seven-day no-questions-asked return policy. Your Zhou family, with such a large enterprise, is bullying an ordinary citizen like me."

Zhu Xi's words almost slipped out, completely forgetting that she was now the true owner of Zhou's shares.

The man in front of her was working for her.

Zhou Yinghuai: "I'm domineering. Not only does the Zhou Group not have it, but Fanzhou Technology never has, never will have it! No, no seven-day no-reason return policy!"

Zhu Xi snorted, "I've never seen a domineering CEO act like a submissive wife all the time."

They're either worried about being returned or whining and begging to be taken care of.

"I don't care, I don't care!" Zhou Yinghuai suppressed his wildness, then realized that Lou Yanhui's approach didn't suit him, and immediately transformed into a submissive and gentle husband. "No returns, no exchanges!"

Zhu Xi pushed him away, admitting her defeat, "Oh dear, stop fooling around."

Unable to argue back, she simply brought up a relatively serious matter, even though it sounded like she was just making conversation.

"You went back to the old house? How are your family members?"

Zhou Yinghuai nodded, finally switching back to his normal, gentle demeanor. "Something came up at home, so I went back to take a look."

"What is it?"

Back to the main topic, the two ended up in a position with their backs to each other and their chests pressed together.

Zhu Xi leaned against Zhou Yinghuai's chest, playing with his knuckles, and pressing the base of her palm against his to compare sizes.

Zhou Yinghuai's hands were very large, a head longer than hers.

"They're so long." She nestled in his arms to find a more comfortable position, raising both of their hands to the light. "These hands should be used by a surgeon."

Zhu Xi's words were quite apt.

Zhou Yinghuai's hands are slender, well-proportioned, and have distinct joints.

The fingernails were neither too long nor too short, and were clean and tidy.

"If we were colleagues, we'd be having brain surgeries together at work, and then after work, we'd be discussing whether the brain matter from the day was mixed up?" Zhou Yinghuai's words sounded just like those of a neurosurgeon. "It's better for colleagues not to be husband and wife."

He wouldn't take the risk.

When colleagues become partners, arguments can easily spill over from work into personal life, inevitably leading to very unpleasant situations.

Zhu Xi clicked her tongue and said, "I didn't ask you to come to the Department of Neurology."

"Then where should I go?"

"Proctology!" Zhu Xi bent her finger in front of him, raising an eyebrow. "A common skill in proctology."

Zhou Yinghuai laughed helplessly, "A finger examination?"

"Yes," Zhu Xi said casually. "Having admired chrysanthemums countless times, I hope you can still maintain your original aspirations."

As she spoke, she hooked her finger around his and moved it again.

In an instant, a dazzling display of lights and fireworks exploded in Zhu Xi's mind.

She thought of that night, her body stiffened, and she tried to break free from Zhou Yinghuai's embrace.

Zhou Yinghuai tightened his grip, giving her no chance to escape.

"Wife~"

Zhu Xi's ears turned so red they looked like they could bleed, and she pursed her lips, refusing to speak.

Zhou Yinghuai stared at her flushed cheeks, held her hand, and smiled, abruptly changing the subject, "Want to know what's going on at the old house?"

Zhu Xi shook her head then immediately nodded, and asked with a sense of relief, "It must be something important, right?"

"Not that big," Zhou Yinghuai said with a smile, his words carrying a lot of ambiguity, "just average size."

Zhu Xi's face, which had just cooled down, was suddenly stung by the hot wind again. She couldn't sit still in the arms of this wicked man behind her for even a moment longer.

"I'm going to do my rounds." She stood up, covering half her face with her right hand. "I'm very busy tonight, you should go home now."

Zhou Yinghuai also stood up, enveloping the person in light and shadow.

The two figures froze in place, one tall and one short, their necks intertwined.

Zhu Xi bit her lip, too shy to speak.

She's usually the one who flirts with him, but now the roles are reversed; she's become the shy rose.

Zhou Yinghuai stopped teasing her and whispered to her, "A relative's daughter is getting married, and the invitations were sent out early this morning."

He paused, waiting for Zhu Xi to look up at her.

"relative?"

Even wealthy families have relatives to visit? Zhu Xi wrapped her arms around his waist, "You work so hard, busy making money, busy supporting me, and busy with family matters."

"It's not hard work." Zhou Yinghuai hugged her back. "My parents have the final say on matters concerning the Zhou family."

"Then why did I come to you?" Zhu Xi snuggled into his arms. Perhaps because she had little family affection since childhood, she didn't quite understand these kinds of etiquette.

Zhou Yinghuai's large hand encircled the back of her head, not through her cascading black hair. "They sent another invitation today, asking if Mrs. Zhou has any time."

The current Mrs. Zhou is Zhu Xi.

The person being questioned had delicate features and didn't seem very keen on going.

"If you don't want to go, then don't go." Zhou Yinghuai seemed to see through her reluctance, and he repeated his previous statement, neither forcing nor interfering with any of her decisions or thoughts.

Their relationship developed far beyond expectations, and in less than three months, all prenuptial agreements were null and void.

Zhou Yinghuai cupped her face and gently kissed her red lips. "Sister Xi, it's a one-year term. I won't let you have any trouble until your hospital stay is over."

"So, go if you want to, and don't go if you don't want to. If you can't have this much freedom anymore, just give me a divorce letter and divorce me."

Zhou Yinghuai spoke lightly, and Zhu Xi was happy to enjoy it as well.

She sniffed. "I'm off next weekend. I've been wanting to invite Lingyi to dinner for a while, but I haven't found a suitable opportunity."

Zhu Xi still remembered the favor she had done for Zhou Lingyi and Lan Qi at the police station last time, and discussed with Zhou Yinghuai, "Let's invite them to our house that day and treat them to a meal."

Zhou Yinghuai agreed, understanding the sacrifices she made for him behind her words.

He understands her.

He understood everything he was saying, both in words and in meaning.

"it is good."

The two hugged for a while longer before Zhu Xi was called downstairs by the emergency room.

Before leaving, she grabbed the white coat and said, "Don't stay overnight, go back to Huanxisha."

Zhou Yinghuai: "Can we not leave?"

Zhu Xi smiled and said, "I didn't get back until late at night."

As she spoke, she stepped back from the doorway, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him on the lips. "Let's go home. I need your help with something."

"Um?"

Zhu Xi kissed him again, "Something more important than eating and sleeping, a very important matter! A very, very important matter!"