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

Zhu Xi raised an eyebrow. First victory?

Zhou Lingyi was really overthinking it.

She floated lightly to Zhou Yinghuai's side, blinking her eyes at him with her back to her sister and brother-in-law.

They're inexplicably adorable and heartwarming.

Perhaps it's because we've been kissing so much lately, but we've developed a tacit understanding of mutual support and understanding.

Zhou Yinghuai knew at a glance that Zhu had come to seek justice for him.

"Honey," she called softly, "Was I wrong? I should have told you sooner."

Zhou Yinghuai was about to speak when she pinched his lips, "Husband, don't speak first, listen to me."

"Listen carefully to me."

Zhu Xi's lips curled up in a smile, exuding confidence, self-assurance, and radiance.

She turned slightly to the side in a very affected manner.

Looking at the pregnant woman lying on the sofa, his gaze moved slightly and finally landed on Lan Qi, who was standing to the side and was constantly provoking him.

"Blue Flag, you're wrong."

Lan Qi was taken aback, scratching his head blankly. "Sister-in-law, I was just kidding."

Zhu Xi shook her head, a hint of shyness appearing on her face. "I confess."

A hint of girlish emotion had already surfaced in her smiling eyes.

"Zhou Yinghuai, are you listening?"

"Hmm." Zhou Yinghuai put his hand behind his back and tightened his grip on the knife hilt.

He was also somewhat flustered.

Zhu Xi was very clever; every time she wore that expression, she was preparing an unexpected surprise for him.

Such surprises made his heart race.

Sure enough, he watched as her glossy red lips opened and closed.

Zhou Yinghuai's lip-reading skills, which he had learned in his spare time, actually came in handy.

He saw her say: I've had a crush on Zhou Yinghuai since high school.

As the host, I was 2.14 meters away from him when I first caught a glimpse of the daylight.

This ray of light illuminated my girlish heart and ignited my sweet and unrequited love.

Zhu Xi tiptoed and kissed his stunned eyes.

Her eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, and her face was like an endless blooming of roses.

Blooming, full of passion.

Zhou Yinghuai felt a tightness in his scalp, and his heart pounded like muffled thunder in a spring night.

The more he gripped the knife handle, the tighter it became, as if his internal organs were being pulled apart by the external force.

Zhu Xi continued to exert himself, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

"Zhou Yinghuai, the golden ribbons that fell in the auditorium to welcome you had your name printed on them, and they just happened to land on my opening ceremony cue card."

"I remember it very clearly. When the teacher handed me the materials, I even joked, 'The surname Zhou is really at a disadvantage.'"

"He's clearly the most handsome and pleasing to the eye in the team, but he's ranked last."

Zhu Xi paused, then glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw that Zhou Lingyi, who had been lying down, had already sat up cross-legged.

They threw a lot of things at Lan Qi.

The objective has been achieved.

Zhu Xi smiled gently, "Go cook, Zhou."

Zhou Lingyi was utterly astonished. "This is practically like a novel I've been reading!"

A powerful couple, a marriage between wealthy families.

They married first and fell in love later, their feelings developing over time.

When feelings are at their peak, we discover that we've known each other for a long time.

I filled your entire teenage years, and you influenced my criteria for choosing a partner.

"Holy crap, bro, what kind of incredible luck is this!" Zhou Lingyi was overjoyed. "If I weren't so bad at Chinese, I'd probably write a whole novel to celebrate your Libei Love Song Flying."

Blue Flag thought it had won, but in reality it had lost miserably.

The only thing worth showing off is Zhu Xi's arranged marriage, which turned out to be based on an old-fashioned secret love story.

No man can resist the deadly power of his wife revealing her secret crush on him.

Deadly, fatal.

To be fair, this alone is enough for Zhou Yinghuai to brag about to them for the rest of his life.

Zhou Yinghuai returned to the kitchen with a heart pounding like a drum.

The ginger flavor on my fingertips was diluted by Zhu Xi's words.

He mechanically chopped the vegetables, glancing out the window at the thousands of lights shining like Kongming lanterns.

In this glittering world, he possessed a truly unique lamp.

Lanqi leaned over with a sour look on her face and chose an apron that looked good to her and tied it on.

Reluctantly, I washed my hands. "I don't need to eat dinner."

Zhou Yinghuai's eyes were deep and he tried hard to suppress any surging emotions that he couldn't let outsiders, even Lan Qi, who had grown up with him, see.

"Then you can go back now," he retorted sarcastically. "Lingyi will stay here for one night, and the driver will take her back to the old house tomorrow."

Lan Qi wiped her hands with a kitchen paper towel. "Okay, I know you're excited."

As she spoke, she glanced at the cutting board and said, "Didn't you cut off even half a finger? I had already finished dialing 120."

"Brother, the expert said that if you get to the hospital within half an hour, they can sew your finger back up."

Zhou Yinghuai washed the kitchen knife and prepared to start cooking. "Eyes are useless, they can be donated. Mouths are superfluous, they can be sewn up. Ears are just for decoration, we can fill them with cement."

As he spoke, Zhou Yinghuai waved his hand, and the range hood started working silently.

With a twist of the stove, the azure flame transforms into the everyday smoke and fire of important events.

"Lingyi has recently been liking to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes, the kind with more tomatoes than eggs." Lan Qi glanced at the chopped tomatoes, raised an eyebrow and smiled, and couldn't help but admire his brother-in-law's thoughtfulness towards his sister.

Needless to say, Zhou Yinghuai knew everything.

Heat oil in a pan until it's slightly warm, then gently slide in the beaten eggs.

Zhou Yinghuai said with a stern face, "Lan Qi, there's something I need to tell you first."

Lan Qi took a bite of baby bok choy, while soup simmered on two stoves next to him.

He lifted the lid of the pot on the inside. "Wow, crispy pork and sour soup. Lingyi's taste has changed; add more vinegar."

Zhou Yinghuai glanced at him, and the eggs were already served.

"Put it down!" he said coldly.

Lanqi obeyed, "Put it down, put it down."

Zhou Yinghuai's chest heaved for quite some time before the tomato and egg dish was ready.

"Lanqi, I had originally made up my mind to entrust Lingyi entirely to you."

He stared intently at the blue flag that was seeking praise.

"But it seems you still can't do it!"

Blue Flag: "..."

"Divorce my sister."

Blue Flag: "..."

"With my child in your arms, who do you expect your sister to turn to?"

Zhou Yinghuai: "In the height of summer."

Blue Flag: "..."

-

Outside the living room.

The sisters-in-law are of one mind.

Zhou Lingyi put the small gold lock in her small bag, while Zhu Xi packed the other gifts into bags.

We'll pack it up and take it with us after we finish eating.

"Sister-in-law, do you really have a crush on my brother?"

Zhu Xi lied through her teeth, "Yes, I've had a crush on him for many years."

Lingyi is still naive and willing to believe that there is still the most beautiful and virtuous love in this world.

Little did they know, Zhu Xi had given them the task of writing a novel on short notice.

"Then why were you so reluctant when the Yu family wanted to replace you?"

Zhu Xi fell silent for a moment.

He then chuckled and said, "It's the law of unrequited love."

Zhou Lingyi didn't understand.

She never had a crush on anyone; she practically wandered around the starting village for half a day before being seduced by Lan Qi as soon as she came of age.

"Why, sister-in-law? You have a crush on my brother, and it just so happens that he's the one you're betrothed to. Even if you're not upset, there's no need to be unwilling."

For a moment, Zhu Xi couldn't think of anything else she could come up with.

"Do you think my brother is ugly?"

"No, not at all." Zhu Xi said sullenly, she had been completely bewitched by Zhou Yinghuai's face.

"Why is that?" Zhou Lingyi asked coquettishly. "Sister-in-law, please tell me."

Zhu Xi was completely flustered and had no way to counter her.

Zhou Yinghuai walked over at just the right moment, like a god descending, "because I said back then that I wanted to find someone who didn't love me to be my wife."

"Lingyi, don't make trouble for Zhuxi. It's my fault for being so clueless; it has nothing to do with her."

Zhou Lingyi scolded playfully, "You're so ungrateful!"

"Brother, to be honest, you're not good enough for your wife."

Zhou Yinghuai frowned and asked the question he regretted most in his life.

"If I'm not worthy, who is?"

"In the height of summer!" Zhou Lingyi blurted out.

And so, in the sweltering summer heat, Zhu Xi stood to the side, and Zhou Yinghuai stood with a gloomy face.

They looked at each other, bewildered. Thirty toes had practically worn through the floorboards.