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

When good friends meet, Zhu Xi consciously takes a half step back.

I happened to be standing in line with the summer sun, who was standing with her arms crossed.

He whistled exaggeratedly in the sweltering summer heat, his brows furrowed with a frivolous and dissolute air. "Ah Xing, you're making me feel very threatened."

Liang Chenxing raised her eyebrows and stopped in her tracks. "I've never set foot in your summer flower garden."

"These days, young women aren't decisive enough," Sheng Xia said, feigning frustration. "Society has changed; they all like someone like you!"

In just a few words, Zhu Xi felt as if she were listening to a Thai lesbian drama.

Liang Chenxing smiled at her, then her gaze shifted and naturally landed on Zhou Yinghuai.

"Ah Huai, I need to talk to you."

Zhu Xi switched to carrying the bag on one shoulder, shifting her weight onto her right foot to relax.

In the sweltering summer heat, she raised an eyebrow and asked, "Sister-in-law, do you know Ah Huai's secret?"

In one morning, in just two short hours.

This is the second person who has tried to tell her about Zhou Yinghuai's secret.

She glanced sideways, her gaze drifting lightly over them, a hint of annoyance in her eyes. "Do I have to listen?"

In the sweltering summer heat, she wasn't given a chance to refuse. "This house actually belongs to Ah Huai."

Zhu Xi: "Oh, he's quite wealthy."

Two idle people, speaking in a low voice.

But two classmates nearby heard it all.

Zhou Yinghuai smiled and walked towards her, taking only two steps to reach her.

He smiled at her curious eyes, then took her wrist.

Skin to skin, Zhu Xi puffed out her cheeks.

"This house belongs to the Liang family; it has nothing to do with me."

Zhu Xi: "Oh."

She was led a few more steps and stood in front of the composed Liang Chenxing.

"Heavenly Bodhisattva," Zhu Xi thought to herself, "this arrogant and smug scene was not caused by me."

"Chen Xing," Zhou Yinghuai said in a clear and gentle voice, "let me formally introduce you. This is my wife, Zhu Xi, a renowned neurosurgeon at the People's Hospital."

Zhu Xi forced a naive smile.

He gently pulled her to his side with a slight force from his wrist.

"Zhu Xi, this is Liang Chenxing, the daughter of the Liang family. We are classmates."

Liang Chenxing was not about to give Zhou Yinghuai such face and just be classmates.

She stated frankly, "Zhu Xi, actually, is my aunt who has taken a liking to Zhou Yinghuai and wants to give this house to him."

Zhu Xi: "?"

"Don't listen to her." Zhou Yinghuai held her hand, ignoring Liang Chenxing's deliberate provocation.

The two walked through a profusion of flowers and soon arrived at a quiet side hall.

On the rosewood round table, there was only one cup of steaming flower tea.

"It's quiet here." Zhou Yinghuai placed the cushions and gestured for her to sit down.

"But I don't like quiet."

Zhu Xi's wrist was still being held by him, and it felt a little hot and itchy.

A strange feeling settled in my heart, and my throat tightened.

She paused for a second, then weakly shook her wrist. "Are you going to hold me while we sit?"

Zhou Yinghuai looked embarrassed and hastily released her.

Zhu Xi raised her hand and squeezed her wrist, which was slightly red from his grip. "Never held a girl's hand before?"

Zhou Yinghuai answered truthfully, "No."

Zhu Xi sat down, leaned back, crossed her right leg over her left, and placed her handbag to the side.

She smiled and lifted her eyelid slightly. "But I noticed you held my hand quite skillfully, Mr. Zhou, hmm?"

There was a waiter standing at the door; he neither went in nor went far.

Zhou Yinghuai rubbed his fingertip against the tip of his nose and said to Shi Yisheng, "One glass of strawberry juice with ice, and one glass of lime juice with less ice."

The waiter obeyed and left.

Zhu Xi deliberately sniffed the air. "Hmm, it is a little sour."

Zhou Yinghuai, who had been teased and joked about, sat down next to her and said in a deep voice, "My parents will be here later. If you don't want to see them, don't go upstairs."

Zhu Xi rested her chin on her hand and moved closer to his handsome face with great interest.

"Zhou Yinghuai, you're different from others."

Zhou Yinghuai: "?"

Zhu Xi pointed to her cheek with her fingertip, "You're attractive to both young and old."

After saying that, she laughed first, and then walked away from the handsome man with a cracked face.

Zhou Yinghuai: "You care a lot about that statement?"

The wheel of fortune has turned, and now it's Zhu Xi's turn to be laughing.

However, she was thick-skinned and her ability to crack jokes was far superior to Zhou Yinghuai's.

"I am worried." She twirled the end of her hair with her fingertips, looking regretful. "What if I meet the Liang family's matriarch later, and she uses her age to threaten me into leaving you?"

With a smile, she suddenly tugged at Zhou Yinghuai's tie with the fingertips that were curling the ends of her hair, pulling him towards her. "My brother taught me from a young age to respect the elderly and care for the young!"

Respect the elderly!

Zhu Xi tilted her head, her eyes gleaming with pride.

She thought to herself, "Do they really think I'm just wasting my time at this hospital?"

Even though Gao Yanei was arrogant and conceited, she still managed to control him completely.

Zhou Yinghuai, ignoring his slightly disheveled tie, leaned back in his chair and said, "The Liang family's young aunt treats me like..."

Zhu Xi waved her hand, "No need to tell me, this is your secret."

She smiled, picked up the lime juice the waiter brought, took a sip, and said, "We all have secrets, Zhou Yinghuai. I don't want to know your secrets."

Zhou Yinghuai: "Okay."

"But if I'm really threatened, you'll stand up for me," Zhu Xi added. "Respect for elders is contingent on them loving the young first!"

"Okay, definitely."

-

The flower hall is quiet, but the wedding venue is destined to be lively.

Zhu Xi didn't go to the second floor, but instead met Mr. Lou, the young widow Huo Xi had mentioned, on the first floor.

With a brief exchange, she generously extended her hand, saying, "Congratulations."

Lou Yanhui possessed the same refined elegance and aristocratic bearing as Zhou Yinghuai, but her voice was much colder. "Lou Yanhui."

Zhu Xi pulled her fingertips away from the coldness, glanced at Zhou Yinghuai, and then found a pair of hands pushing her from behind.

"Let's go, let's go see Lou Xiao'er cry." Liang Chenxing chuckled and easily led Zhu Xi away from Zhou Yinghuai.

She walked and looked back repeatedly, her pace too fast, and the venue was dimly lit.

Zhu Xi didn't see Zhou Yinghuai who was about to chase after her.

Liang Chenxing pressed her down onto the round table near the square platform, "Let those two wooden blocks fight and love each other."

Zhu Xi tucked her hair behind her back; she had just heard about the hardships and difficulties the bride and groom had faced.

The waiter brought them fresh strawberry juice. "Miss Zhu, Mr. Zhou said he'll be here in a bit."

Zhu Xi nodded, glanced in that direction, but missed.

Liang Chenxing scoffed, "Show-off!"

"Yes, that's right."

Liang Chenxing: "You're so unlucky!"

Zhu Xi disagreed, saying, "I was very lucky!"

She genuinely felt she was lucky.

I only attended a wedding with Zhou Yinghuai and then met the two legendary Mr. Lous.

On the understated yet luxurious high platform stood Mr. Lou Xu, eagerly awaiting his bride.

And then there's Mr. Lou Yanhui, the man behind Huo Xi.

At that time, in a corner on the second floor.

Lou Yanhui gripped her wine glass tightly, her tone icy, "What good fortune! New love and old flame coexist harmoniously!"

Zhou Yinghuai retorted, "Unlike you, who uses flattery and the same tactics you use on an enemy to treat that widow, Miss Huo."

"Building, haven't you had a chance to send out that six vertical and twelve horizontal axis of your basement yet?"

Lou Yanhui knew about Zhu Xi's relationship with Huo Xi. "And you? Your newlywed wife always tries to distance herself from you. Doesn't that make you feel sad?"