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

Zhou Yinghuai chuckled and sat on the stool at the foot of the bed.

Zhu Xi chuckled, thinking to herself, "This man is not only handsome, but he also has quite the dream."

"Why would I want to see you in the middle of summer?"

Zhou Yinghuai switched hands to hold the phone, subtly changing the angle of the camera.

The logo of the bedding was visible just above his head.

It's the same brand used in the wedding room at Huanxisha.

It is said that Zhou Lingyi was the one who selected them.

Zhu Xi admitted that she felt very comfortable.

She fell in love with the expensive brand on her first night at Huanxisha.

Zhou Yinghuai inadvertently and accurately grasped her curiosity.

"I'm asking you, what does he want from you in the middle of summer?" Zhu Xi said sternly, pretending not to see her photo next to her pillow. "Doesn't he have anything worthwhile to do?"

Zhou Yinghuai: "He doesn't have a proper job. Women only like his money, not him as a person. Men, on the other hand, like both him and his money."

"Is it two in the height of summer?"

Zhou Yinghuai: "That's not entirely true."

"Oh." Zhu Xi leaned back, drawn into Zhou Yinghuai's deep gaze, and inadvertently blurted out her true feelings, "I'm even a little jealous."

"Who are you jealous of?" Zhou Yinghuai grinned smugly. "Wife, if you're jealous of Lou Yan Hui, don't be jealous of Sheng Xia Li, okay?"

Zhu Xi's dark eyes darted around. "I'm jealous of the lounge."

"Oh?"

"Why can you sleep in the lounge whenever you want, but I have to invite you or go with you if I want to sleep there?" She argued unreasonably. "It's not fair! It's not fair at all."

Zhou Yinghuai was speechless, unsure how to respond.

Zhu Xi raised an eyebrow, seeing his discomfiture, and said happily, "And another thing, you actually have a double bed in your lounge?"

It really is a huge bed.

It not only has a double bed, but also a very large wardrobe.

That goes without saying, but a CEO's office can't be too shabby.

But now, in the height of summer.

In the height of summer.

A man who has no girlfriend and doesn't even know if he has a boyfriend, whose eyes sparkle with romantic feelings.

"Zhou Yinghuai, who knows if you and Sheng Xiali have been rolling around in bed together!"

Zhu Xi adopted the air of an empress, saying, "In the height of summer, he..."

Zhou Yinghuai had sat up straight when she mentioned being jealous, and by the time he heard this, he had already walked to the door.

He planned to prove his innocence and throw the summer solstice out of the window.

Having died in the sweltering summer, Zhou Yinghuai understood the true nature of his being.

Having made up his mind, he stared at the screen and said, "Honey, wait for me!"

"I don't want to wait; it's already midsummer."

"Honey, you have to trust your husband's impeccable taste. I've been single for so long, just to wait for you. I wouldn't be interested in any of those girls out there in the middle of summer."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the lounge was pushed open from the outside.

Zhou Yinghuai, who looked down on this person, took a long ear pick and pried open the door to the lounge of the president's office of Dazhou Group.

Feeling smug in the summer heat, she picked at her ear and mischievously blew on it at Zhou Yinghuai, "Brother Huai, you're so annoying! You clearly said you loved my butt!"

"You also said that even if someone offered you ten Dazhou Groups and a hundred Zhuxi Groups in exchange, you wouldn't trade them."

Zhou Yinghuai raised his foot and kicked.

In the sweltering summer heat, he casually fell to the ground, turned to his side, and half of his buttocks faced the camera.

"Dean Zhu, Brother A-Huai is lying to you! He only has eyes for me! Please have mercy and give him back to me! I love the scent of blooming photinia flowers!"

Zhu Xi also got into character, "Okay, you guys..."

In the sweltering summer: "Sister Zhu Xi, you've only lost face, but I've lost my love."

Zhu Xi burst into laughter, dropping her phone and nearly falling off her chair. "You're so flamboyant in the middle of summer!"

The video was suddenly cut off.

Before cutting off the wire, Zhou Yinghuai said, "Wife, I'll wash your eyes with my hands when we get home."

Zhu Xi really couldn't understand how a perfectly normal man could be so flirtatious.

They can say anything.

Even after the video call ended, she still felt like she wasn't the only one in that tiny dorm room.

Zhu Xi turned around, her burning gaze slowly sweeping across the room.

They scanned every nook and cranny.

The feeling that there were other people in the room grew stronger and stronger.

She felt terrified, grabbed her phone, and ran outside.

As I passed the sink, I suddenly smelled a strange odor again.

It's very similar to the faint, cool fragrance on Zhou Yinghuai.

She got goosebumps all over, cursed something filthy, and ran away.

What should we do?

Now, she's no match for Zhou Yinghuai's thick skin.

Zhu Xi walked back to her office and encountered a patient's family member in the corridor, almost bumping into them.

"Dr. Zhu, what's wrong?"

Zhu Xi apologized repeatedly, saying, "It's alright, it's alright."

Her family helped her up and only let go after she regained her balance.

Zhu Xi took a few deep breaths and smiled, "Did I bump into you?"

The family member shook their head, "It's nothing."

"Director Hao isn't here again, why are you running away like you're dodging a mouse?"

Zhu Xi listened to her family's jokes, then put her hand in the pocket of her white coat and squeezed her phone.

Describing Director Hao as a rat—besides her, only her family members would dare to make such a joke.

The family member was going to fetch water, so they didn't chat with her for long.

The two nodded goodbye, and Zhu Xi had only taken two steps when...

Her family called her back again.

"Dr. Zhu."

Zhu Xi paused. "Hmm?"

The family member returned carrying a thermos. "Do you often come into contact with patients in poor conditions?"

"What?"

"Does the department provide special care for very poor patients?"

Zhu Xi was completely bewildered. It was almost August, and the entire neurosurgery department had only held one fundraising event.

The patient was from a remote mountain area, and his clothes were tattered and worn.

Mobile phones are still a product of the last century.

This time, it wasn't even her who started it.

It seems that Lezhi initiated the fundraising herself. She took the lion's share, the department waived part of it, and her colleagues also made symbolic donations.

"Are you having any difficulties?" Zhu Xi's face temperature had finally returned to normal, although her cheeks were still flushed. She had completely regained her composure.

The family member switched hands to hold the thermos, saying, "I'm not having any problems. The old man has medical insurance and other medical coverage, so he basically doesn't have to spend any money on medical treatment."

The family members were a little embarrassed, saying, "Please don't think I'm being nosy."

Zhu Xi nodded. "Please go ahead."

"I just passed by your office and saw a woman dressed very plainly waiting for you there."

Zhu Xi: "?"

"Dr. Zhu, we all know you have a kind heart, but your salary still has a mortgage to pay. You can't keep going like this..."

Zhu Xi understood when the family members nodded in agreement.

She smiled, indicating that she knew what she was doing.

After the pleasantries ended, Zhu Xi put Zhou Yinghuai's lewd remarks and fantasies to the back of her mind, focusing instead on the woman described by her family as simply dressed.

She returned to her office with immense curiosity.

I did see a woman who looked to be having a hard time at the door.

Zhu Xi was in great pain. She clutched her pocket and forced herself to step forward.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" she asked politely as she stepped forward.

The woman turned around, her bloodshot eyes fixed on her.

"Wishing you happiness."