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

Yu Qingge was delighted by Zhu Xi's sudden closeness.

She had always wanted to get closer to Zhu Xi, especially after the incident of the substitute marriage.

As the eldest sister of the Yu family, Yu Qingge naturally possesses her own sense of responsibility and integrity.

She didn't want people to talk behind her back, but she had no choice but to run away from the wedding.

She cannot marry Zhou Yinghuai and hastily spend her life with him; absolutely not.

Yu Qingge was listening to her assistant talk about the new project's partner, "President Yu, the new technology developed by Dazhou Technology, a subsidiary of Dazhou Group, is a perfect match for our project. As for President Zhou, perhaps we could have Zhu..."

"No need," Yu Qingge refused directly, then looked down and replied to Zhu Xi's message.

"You don't have a car, so it's inconvenient for you. I'll come to you."

Zhu Xi looked at the message that was replied to instantly, without any expression.

He typed a few words with a cold expression.

The coffee shop near the entrance of my apartment complex.

Hurry up, I need to go home and catch up on my sleep.

Yu Qingge wasn't angry at all about Zhu Xi's arrogance and rudeness.

Instead, she interpreted it as a younger sister being affectionate towards her older sister.

She's the older sister, so it's only right that she takes care of her younger sister.

Yu Qingge closed her laptop. "Get the car ready, I'm going out."

The assistant responded, "Then regarding the collaboration..."

Yu Qingge smiled and said, "I will personally schedule a time with President Zhou from Dazhou."

-

Zhou Yinghuai's driver dropped Zhu Xi off at her apartment complex and, as usual, prepared fruit wine and snacks for her.

"Madam, these are some new pastries from the 6th. Your husband would like you to try them. He also wants to offer some suggestions so we can revise them to suit your taste."

Zhu Xi accepted it with a smile. This respectable man had left, yet it seemed as if he hadn't.

The driver maintained a good facial expression, neither smiling nor overly serious.

Out of politeness, I took out a business card and handed it over, saying, "This is my business card. If your wife needs a car, please feel free to contact me anytime."

Having slept too long in the car, Zhu Xi's voice still had a nasal tone, "Does your family have any spare cars?"

The driver, oblivious to her unspoken question, replied, "Yes, what brands does Madam like?"

"Does the Zhou family own all kinds of cars?"

The driver nodded. "The young lady likes to buy cars; there are many parked in the underground garage."

Zhu Xi felt embarrassed and said, "That's not what I meant."

"What kind of car does your wife like?" the driver asked again, persistently, as if afraid that his new wife might feel uncomfortable someday.

The joke went too far. Zhu Xi scratched her head and said with an embarrassed smile, "You've misunderstood. I've had my driver's license for several years, but I can't drive."

The driver was polite and reserved. "Sir, you're a very good driver. When he gets back from his business trip, he can teach your wife."

"Yeah?"

"The gentleman is a professional race car driver. He started participating in international competitions at the age of 18 and won many awards. In the past two years, he has been involved in business with the Dazhou Group and rarely drives anymore."

This was something Zhu Xi hadn't expected at all.

Zhou Yinghuai's appearance was like that of an ancient well or deep pool, where even a large stone thrown in wouldn't cause a ripple.

I never expected him to be a professional race car driver.

She smiled and said, "Master Bai, I might need to use the car this weekend. I'll call you in advance."

The driver nodded. "As you command, madam."

Zhu Xi pointed to the Maybach behind her and said, "Could you please choose a more discreet car? This isn't the place I'm going to."

The driver turned around, and this time he immediately understood her meaning, "Definitely."

-

Zhu Xi walked into the coffee shop at the entrance of the residential area and ordered a glass of lemonade and a piece of chocolate cake.

I found a cool spot, rested my chin on my hand, and looked outside. Before long, I fell asleep again.

They didn't even know when the congratulatory video call connected.

Yu Qingge arrived quickly and the first thing she saw was her asleep.

Long black hair hung down her back, covering most of her face.

Despite her dark hair and fair skin, this unflattering angle did not diminish Zhu Xi's beauty in the slightest.

The waiter walked in, but before he could speak, Yu Qingge shushed him.

She lowered her voice, "Latte, thank you."

On the way here, she was still vaguely uneasy, worried that her cousins ​​might do something outrageous again.

Seeing her sleeping like that, I felt sorry for Zhu Xi for a long time.

The younger siblings in the family are not ambitious. They have lived carefree lives for too long and have not developed the same drive as Zhu Xi.

A place where you refuse to give up and go all the way.

Yu Qingge walked over quietly and inadvertently saw the congratulations on her phone screen.

Their eyes met, and both of them froze for a moment.

Yu Qingge clutched her bag, smiled silently, and waved to Zhu He.

Zhu He smiled and called out to wake the fast-sleeping Zhu Xi.

"Xixi, wake up."

Suddenly awakened by being called out by roll call, Zhu Xi frowned in displeasure. Her outstretched arm twitched slightly, causing her phone to slip from her grasp and nearly fall to the ground.

Yu Qingge reacted quickly and caught the phone.

Now, even the mole on Zhu He's forehead could be seen clearly.

"Sister Qingge," he said with congratulations.

Zhu Xi was unhappy. She looked up and saw Yu Qingge, snatched the phone from her, and impatiently said, "You came pretty fast."

Yu Qingge sat down opposite her and pushed the lemonade towards her, "Have some water, your lips are all chapped."

Zhu Xi put her phone on the stand on the table, stretched, and in front of Zhu Xi, reached out to the waiter to ask for some ice.

Congratulations, but with a playful reproach: "You're on your period."

"It's nothing." Zhu Xi winked. "Thanks to Mom, I've been eating a lot of stir-fried pork liver, so I don't have menstrual cramps."

The cool, sweet and sour sensation quickly woke her up.

Yu Qingge took out a car key from her bag; it was an entry-level Mercedes.

"You can take this car. After all, it's inconvenient to go to work without a car."

Zhu Xi didn't touch it, but scooped up a spoonful of cake and said, "No need."

"I know you don't want people to talk about you, and you don't want to be associated with the Yu family."

Yu Qingge paused, then said, "Zhu Xi, whether from a legal or emotional standpoint, if you don't want to acknowledge that we're family, does Yu Sui really have to come and deliver it?"

"It's no use who comes." Zhu Xi smiled disdainfully. "Family? Your own sister and cousin came to the hospital to embarrass me."

"Why haven't I seen your sister show even the slightest respect for my mother?"

No one knows how much effort she put into getting into medical school; a casual remark like "a child of the Yu family" negated all her hard work.

Even less noticed that Zhu Xi and his sister were only 12 years old when He Mianxin and Zhu Ankang divorced.

When she needed maternal love, her mother took care of and pleased Yu Qinghuan.

When Zhu Xi got her first period, her brother asked the neighbor's older sister to teach her how to clean and use the products.

No one could understand what kind of feelings Zhu He, a peer, had while washing the soiled underwear of his younger sister who was suffering from menstrual cramps.

While Zhu Xi was writhing in pain in bed during her period, her mother was showering others with maternal love while preparing hot soup and meals.

family?

Stop it.

The chocolate cake had a slightly bitter taste, but Zhu Xi enjoyed it immensely. "You, as the eldest sister, don't really hold much weight among your sisters."

"The housekeeper has already taken care of things on your grandfather's side, so no one else will bother you."

Zhu Xi: "Then I won't thank you, I'll only thank my protective mother-in-law and my teacher who values ​​me."

She quickly finished her piece of cake, and Yu Qingge raised her hand and ordered another piece.

Zhu Xi: "No need, to make a long story short, I'm going upstairs to sleep."

"Who is Ah Xing?" she asked directly, catching Yu Qingge off guard. She nervously glanced at her phone screen.

Congratulations were still being exchanged, and I also looked up at the camera lens.

The brother and sister understood instantly.

"So, you knew about her existence all along, and that's your reason for refusing to marry Zhou Yinghuai?"

Yu Qingge didn't know how to explain that this wasn't her reason for running away from the wedding.

"Why is that?" Zhu Xi pressed, "You didn't want to interfere in other people's relationships, so you're putting the blame on me?"

Yu Qingge: "No."

She paused, glancing at the phone propped up out of the corner of her eye. "Liang Chenxing, we are classmates. She has liked Zhou Yinghuai since childhood. If it weren't for the marriage between the Zhou and Yu families, she would be Mrs. Zhou."

Zhu Xi: "Zhou Yinghuai likes her?"

"no."

"Are you so sure?"

"Zhou Yinghuai had no women around him, only Liang Chenxing, and he never said anything beyond friendship."

Zhu Xi: "Ah Xing is coming back."

Yu Qingge was clearly unaware of the situation and paused for a moment before saying, "Don't worry, the Yu family and I will stand up for you. The Liang family is powerful, but we are not afraid."

Zhu Xi smiled faintly and leaned back. "No need. I trust Zhou Yinghuai. He also said there was no such thing."

She joked, "I just wanted to verify whether Zhou Yinghuai's words were credible."

"I'm even more curious to know if you've tricked me, Yu Qingge."

As the two were talking, Zhuhe interrupted, "Your birthday present has been sent. Please check it promptly."

Zhu Xi immediately smiled, her eyes crinkling, and said in a sweet voice, "Thank you, brother."

Yu Qingge held her coffee in both hands and took a sip. "Your birthdays are coming up soon."

Congratulations, with a faint smile. Though her features resembled Zhu Xi's, her temperament was completely different. "How is Sister Qingge doing lately?"

Yu Qingge nodded and asked in return, "And you?"

"I am fine."

"It's your birthday," Yu Qingge said, then looked at Zhu Xi, "Zhu Xi, it's your birthday, are you coming back?"

Congratulations: "Return."

Yu Qingge: "I'll wait for you to come back so we can have dinner together."

Zhu Xi passed away first.

No one got a chance to hear whether the congratulations had been accepted or not.

-

Zhu Xi returned home and slept for a long time as usual.

This time, He Mianxin didn't bother her.

The following evening, dusk fell.

She had slept well and was playing games in bed.

Just as they were getting into the swing of things, Zhou Yinghuai called.

The video call connected, blurring the lines between day and night.

Zhu Xi frowned. "What!"