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

As soon as he finished speaking, the tissue in Zhou Yinghuai's hand fluttered to the ground.

It landed on her shoe.

"But don't you have a crush on my brother?"

Lan Qi also expressed his doubts, saying, "Sister-in-law, the story of a ten-year unrequited love finally coming true is still lingering in our minds."

Even in the sweltering summer, she was smug, saying, "Now that I hear that, I remember too."

"Dean Zhu, you were such aloof host back then. When I asked you for directions, you barely acknowledged me."

Zhu Xi pursed her lips and glanced at Zhou Yinghuai's hand, which was holding hers and then placed on his lap.

She chuckled to herself, realizing she'd been tricked.

At least, the secret crush couldn't be kept hidden from the powerful figure beside her.

Once Zhu Xi realized this, his lie became utterly absurd.

She looked up and glanced at the faces of the others.

"Well," she said slowly, her speech pausing between pauses, "I just like handsome and good-looking people."

Zhu Xi placed the hand that was being held on the dining table, her delicate fingertips gently scratching Zhou Yinghuai's palm. "I'm just an ordinary person, you don't mind if I fall in love with every girl I meet, do you?"

Feeling awkward standing across from him in the sweltering summer heat, he said, "Dean Zhu, so you also have a deep impression of me?"

Zhu Xi's scratching fingers were suddenly grabbed, preventing her from continuing her antics.

"you,"

In the sweltering summer heat, I happily got a haircut, eagerly awaiting a wave of scathing compliments.

"Dean Zhu, how am I? I'm not as good as Zhou Yinghuai, but I'm a hundred times better than Su Daiqing, right?"

Zhu Xi smiled faintly, "Sorry, I don't remember."

Her face instantly fell in the sweltering summer heat.

"I'm so sorry, I just tried to think again, but I really don't remember," Zhu Xi added insult to injury.

A knife plunged into the throat in the sweltering summer heat.

Zhou Lingyi and her husband leaned together, laughing. Lan Qi exaggeratedly stroked Zhou Lingyi's belly, saying, "Wife, don't laugh so hard you're stretching, you're pregnant."

"Dean Zhu, you!"

In the sweltering summer heat, I felt short of breath, and in a fit of anger, I snapped.

He drank the wine he brought himself, one glass after another, and finished most of it on his own.

"You're such a close-knit family, yet you bully me, an outsider." Sheng Xia slammed her wine glass down with a dull thud. "I'm leaving!"

Zhu Xi was already a little angry with him.

She eagerly went to the hospital saying she could help protect the Le family, but in the end, Le Zhishi's father almost lost all his money.

"Take care." She waved with a smile, then turned to look at Zhou Yinghuai. "You're right, you're the most reliable one."

Zhou Yinghuai nodded earnestly in response to the praise, though he felt a pang of regret, as if there were no comparisons to be made.

It's still that unreliable guy from Midsummer.

In the sweltering summer: "..."

The television was playing a video on a loop congratulating the successful marriage proposal.

Zhu Xi would look back whenever she had a spare moment.

She just sent a congratulatory message, but the other party hasn't replied yet.

She kept glancing at her phone, but the empty chat window left her feeling disappointed.

He took the opportunity to go to the restroom and left with his phone.

Zhou Yinghuai was perceptive and noticed her unhappiness, so he quickly followed her.

Guest bathroom washroom.

Cool water flows silently.

Zhou Yinghuai turned off the water for her and dried her hands in a soft handkerchief.

Finally, I squeezed out some hand cream and applied it to the knuckles of her hands. "My mother has told me many times that I must protect the surgeon's hands."

Zhu Xi was happy to enjoy his gentle and subtle protection, letting him turn the whitish ointment into a transparent paste so that it could be absorbed by her skin.

"Congratulations on doing well over there." He held her delicate fingertips in his hand. "In my opinion, not replying to messages at this time is not a bad thing."

Zhu Xi smiled at him, her worries exposed by his few words, and said, "It's so good to have you."

Zhou Yinghuai held her close, his pleasant voice tinged with a hint of regret at his own weakness.

"I'm not good enough." He looked down into her bright eyes. "I didn't let you go to the proposal to congratulate me. I didn't try hard enough."

Zhu Xi sniffled and snuggled into his arms. "You god who can command wind and rain, I haven't even criticized you, and you're already belittling yourself."

Zhou Yinghuai lowered his head and nuzzled her forehead, their noses touching, tender and affectionate, needing no words.

"So, all those stories about unrequited love were just lies?"

Zhu Xi chuckled, "How could I stand by and do nothing when Lan Qi bullies you like that?"

She pressed her lips to his, her water, faintly fragrant, gently cupping his handsome face. "Disappointed that I didn't have a crush on you?"

Zhou Yinghuai returned the kiss with a light kiss, leaving her slightly unsatisfied.

There were relatives and friends outside, so he didn't make a fuss with her.

When did you find out about that photo?

These few simple words reminded Zhu Xi of Zhou Yinghuai, whom his female classmates had been praising for days in high school.

At that time, she truly had Su Daiqing in mind and genuinely didn't pay attention to Zhou Yinghuai.

The two lingered for a moment.

Zhou Yinghuai tried his best to calm down. With his beloved in his arms, he had no reason not to be satisfied.

A light, frivolous whistle rang out.

In the sweltering summer, leaning against the door of the guest bathroom, he interrupted their intimate moment.

"Hey, the guests haven't left yet."

Zhu Xi nestled in Zhou Yinghuai's arms, "This summer heat is so awful!"

Zhou Yinghuai glanced coldly at Fu Guangjin, "Indeed."

Pretending not to hear in the sweltering summer heat, I said, "Congratulations on calling back."

Zhu Xi's eyes lit up. "My brother?"

"What did you say?"

"Did you hang up the phone?" Zhu Xi was about to walk out when Zhou Yinghuai grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back.

He knows all too well what it's like in the height of summer.

The call must have ended.

And they certainly didn't say anything nice.

He leaned to the side in the sweltering summer heat, his long legs slightly curled up. "Don't look at me like I'm some kind of grandson."

Zhou Yinghuai: "Oh?"

"The three of us answered the phone together."

In the sweltering summer, her smile was as radiant as peach blossoms. "Lan Qi always praises Zhu He for his good temper, but his sister has been kidnapped, so why hasn't he laid a hand on her!"

"As for me, I only envy the lovebirds, not the immortals. I'd like to ask if Zhu He has any eligible single young women to introduce me to."

"Lingyi said a lot of nice things about you. And at the end, she explained on your behalf that the hasty registration and the lack of etiquette were not your intention."

Zhu Xi chuckled to herself.

These guys still haven't let Zhou Yinghuai off the hook.

"Honey, it looks like they've all eaten. Let's get them to leave!"

Zhou Yinghuai, having received the order, replied, "Good."

Family and friends gathered, creating a warm and friendly atmosphere.

As night deepened, the three left.

The two returned after seeing their guests off.

Zhu Xi, wearing slippers, pressed the person down onto the single sofa in the entryway.

Zhou Yinghuai was flattered and surprised, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Zhu Xi knelt on his lap, grinning mischievously as she placed her fingertips on his forehead.

"Zhou Yinghuai~"

She pouted coquettishly, her fingertips moving slowly and delicately from her brow to the bridge of her nose, her chin, and finally to her Adam's apple.

He scraped harder.

"Honey~"

Zhou Yinghuai's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes as dark as ink.

A chill ran down my neckline; three buttons had already been undone.

Zhu Xi, being mischievous, had already inserted the tip of her scalpel inside.

Chest heaving, rapid breathing.

"Wife, you're terrifyingly passionate."

Zhu Xi: "Brother A-Huai, do you like my enthusiasm?"

With their positions suddenly reversed, Zhou Yinghuai found himself pinning the man down.

"Joy!" His voice was hoarse, his eyes darkening. "Here? Is that alright?"

Zhu Xi shook his head, the last note of his voice drawn out.

"Brother, don't rush."