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

Zhou Yinghuai, who was about to take a shower, called her back.

"What's wrong?" he asked gently, indifferently. "Is something the matter?"

Zhu Xi was in her dormitory, where the air still carried the lingering scent of Zhou Yinghuai.

She hesitated, as if something was troubling her.

She couldn't explain the feeling; she felt empty inside.

Zhou Yinghuai keenly sensed this unusual behavior. "Zhu Xi, what's wrong?"

Zhu Xi leaned against the wall and said, "Please thank Lingyi for me."

Zhou Yinghuai sat on the sofa in the dimly lit living room.

Zhu Xi eventually found out.

"Ah Xing is just a friend." Zhou Yinghuai pinched his brow and explained, "Her career is all overseas, I didn't expect her to come back so suddenly."

"I'm not afraid of the Wen sisters. Didn't your mother already give them a warning?"

The two spoke at the same time, and a misunderstanding arose.

Zhu Xi countered, "Who is Ah Xing?"

For the first time, Zhou Yinghuai, who had everything under control, realized what it meant to lift a rock only to drop it on one's own foot.

He thought she was talking about Ah Xing, but he didn't expect her to be talking about the insignificant Wen family.

Zhou Yinghuai is not a promiscuous person; he and A-Xing are just classmates and childhood friends.

Ah Xing meant something to him similar to what he meant to Sheng Xiali.

He was open and honest, without any complicated thoughts.

However, Zhou Lingyi had warned him that such a relationship between a man and a woman was a bombshell, a deadly poison, in his marriage with Zhu Xi, which lacked any emotional foundation.

If not handled properly, it can become an irreparable chasm.

Zhou Yinghuai was a businessman, and his intuition told him that this matter was not suitable to be discussed over the phone.

That would only make things worse; at this moment, silence is worse than words.

"Zhou Yinghuai?" After waiting for a long time without a reply, Zhu Xi glanced at the screen.

The call was still going on; she had put it on speakerphone. "Are you listening?"

As Zhou Yinghuai stepped onto the soft carpet, a weight lifted from his heart.

"I am here."

After receiving a response, Zhu Xi simply said "Oh," and didn't ask who Ah Xing was. "You're jet-lagged, I'm going to sleep."

-

Three days passed quickly.

On the day Zhou Yinghuai left the country, Zhu Xi, who had been in the hospital for more than a hundred hours, was finally able to rest.

Downstairs at the hospital.

Zhou Yinghuai saw a slender, aloof figure in the distance walk past the crowd and approach him with a smile.

He stepped forward and took the bag from her hand.

A whole bag of dirty clothes.

The two walked side by side, with Zhu Xi on the inside.

"Actually, you didn't need to come to the airport to see me off." He opened the car door for her and let her get in first. "It's been hot these past few days, and you're sensitive to heat."

Zhu Xi smiled at him, "It's my pleasure to give you a ride, so it's only right that I see you off."

What she really wanted to say was that she would remember Zhou Yinghuai's kindness in coming to the hospital to see her and bringing her food.

She saw what Zhou Lingyi had done for her behind the scenes.

She doesn't like owing favors to others.

Zhou Yinghuai glanced at her sideways; she seemed thinner than a few days ago. "Are you sleepy?"

Zhu Xi relaxed her shoulders, looked at him, and said with a grin, "Sleepy."

"Then let's get some sleep; the journey will take an hour."

Zhu Xi shook her head, "It's not good, I promised to give it to you."

Zhou Yinghuai didn't care about any of that. He smiled faintly, and then produced a blanket from somewhere. "Cover yourself up and sleep soundly."

Zhu Xi unfolded a blanket, draped it over her knees, and covered her arms. "We can chat before I fall asleep."

Zhou Yinghuai placed a soft pillow behind her lower back. "Lingyi put it in the car last night. You're on your period, so lean against it; it'll make your back feel better."

Zhu Xi leaned back, yawning repeatedly.

"Go to sleep, I'll wake you up when we get there."

Zhou Yinghuai asked tentatively in a low voice, "Do you want to lean against me? It'll be more comfortable to sleep that way."

"It feels like every time we meet, we're either eating or sleeping," she joked. "You're like the one feeding the pig, and I'm like the one being fed."

Zhou Yinghuai's calm eyes flickered. "Then do you want to lean against it to sleep?"

The partition rose just in time, and Zhu Xi did not refute his greatest and most straightforward goodwill at that moment.

She nodded. "I'll take it."

She moved closer to him, resting her body against his shoulder.

Natural and poised, without any awkwardness.

Two hearts draw near, and their different flavors slowly blend together.

Zhou Yinghuai's shoulders slumped as she held his arm with one hand, locking the tablet he had just turned on and placing it aside.

Zhu Xi stirred slightly, "Will you come back for my birthday?"

"There's no need to make a point of coming back," she added. "We're all busy with our own lives, so it's fine if we just happen to run into each other."

Zhou Yinghuai lowered his eyes and saw her soft, white hand emerge from under the blanket and wrap around his elbow. "Sorry, I can't talk to you anymore, I'm sleepy."

"Sleep soundly."

Before falling asleep, Zhu Xi looked up and said, "Wake me up at the airport."

Zhou Yinghuai nodded, his chin occasionally brushing against her forehead. "Okay."

The temperature in the carriage was just right, and the girl next to me quickly fell silent.

Zhou Yinghuai lifted the drooping blanket up a little, and soon heard her soft snoring.

Her lips unconsciously curled up, and she fell asleep as soon as she said she would.

Looking back on their time together, it was indeed as she said: they did nothing but eat and sleep.

Zhou Yinghuai thought that once he got through this busy period, he would take her out for a walk.

The journey to the airport wasn't long; in fact, it was much faster than he had anticipated.

Perhaps the girl beside him was sleeping too soundly, or perhaps his own self-restraint prevented him from waking her.

Zhou Yinghuai glanced at his watch; there was still some time left.

He spoke unusually to the driver, saying, "Let's go around a few more times, there's still plenty of time."

The driver was surprised, but didn't show it.

Instead, he listened attentively to his boss's instructions and drove around the airport.

Time ticked by, and the registration time was fast approaching, but Zhu Xi still showed no signs of waking up.

Zhou Yinghuai exhaled, and after the car came to a complete stop, he carefully pried open the hands that were wrapped around him.

He gently laid Zhu Xi down by her head and said, "I'll go in and check in myself. You take your wife home."

The driver nodded and gently placed the suitcase down.

Before closing the car door, Zhou Yinghuai added, "If your wife hasn't woken up yet, don't wake her."

The driver nodded again, feeling the scorching wind at the airport.

Zhou Yinghuai turned and walked into the airport terminal, quickly boarded the plane, and flew to the other side of the ocean.

As the plane climbed smoothly, Zhu Xi's right hand slipped off the seat, and she was suddenly startled.

She woke up.

Zhu Xi paused for a moment, then leaned back in her chair and rubbed her eyes.

Realizing that Zhou Yinghuai had already boarded the plane, her face inexplicably flushed for a moment.

"I slept for a long time."

The driver smiled gently and didn't say anything.

Zhu Xi raised an eyebrow, sniffed, and asked, "Did Zhou Yinghuai say anything?"

Driver: "The sir instructed you to get some rest."

Zhu Xi smiled, picked up her phone, and saw a message that Zhou Yinghuai had sent forty minutes earlier.

Forty minutes later, we had just boarded the plane, but it hadn't taken off yet.

Zhou: [I brought you a gift from my business trip; I've placed it in our wedding room.]

Zhou: [When you have time, you can go and take a look at the wedding room. I've already instructed the designer to make final modifications and adjustments to suit your preferences.]

Zhou: [It's okay if you don't have time, no rush. Eat well and sleep well. If you don't want to go to the cafeteria, message me on WeChat.]

Zhou: [A-Xing is Liang Chenxing, the youngest daughter of the Liang family. I, she, Lan Qi, and Sheng Xiali are childhood friends.]

Zhu Xi felt a warmth in her heart, both moved and amazed by Zhou Yinghuai's wonderfulness.

She folded the blanket and looked out the car window.

How should I reply?

After thinking for a long time, she came to an answer.

The cafeteria has a new head chef, and his cooking skills are excellent.

[Thank you to the boss who secretly did this; the entire hospital staff is deeply grateful.]

Zhou Yinghuai did good deeds anonymously, and Zhu Xi only found out about it by chance when she met the dean that day.

The Daxin Group donated a large sum of money to the hospital, providing them with a new dormitory and upgrading the hospital cafeteria.

Zhu Xi held up the car window and made an appointment with Yu Qingge.

[I need to ask you something when we meet.]