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

Yu Qinghuan was flattered too much, making her outwardly strong but inwardly weak, and Zhu Xi had been giving in to her a lot.

Today, Zhu Xi was serious and ruthless, not joking at all. He said sheepishly, "You dare!"

Zhu Xi glanced at her. "If I don't dare, doesn't my husband dare too?"

She covered her mouth and laughed, her laughter reminiscent of a petty villain's triumph in a short play. "My husband is kind-hearted, but wouldn't my fiercely righteous mother-in-law dare to do the same?"

"I heard my mother-in-law is extremely protective of her own."

"Yu Qinghuan, in your so-called high-society circles, didn't you ever mention my mother-in-law's reputation for protecting her own?"

Yu Qinghuan knew this, of course. She had heard more than once that Mrs. Zhou was protective of her own, and she had seen her several times.

No matter who you are, bullying the Zhou family is unacceptable.

"Yu Qinghuan, go find your clear-headed sister and get some sense of reality. If you don't like me, then avoid me."

"Don't always hang out with that big-breasted, brainless idiot Windsor, and don't even think about playing bullying games with me, you can't win."

Zhu Xi rubbed her fingertip against her clothes, gave her a disdainful look, and walked away.

Of all the members of the Yu family, she only gave face to her stepfather, Yu Qinghua.

Zhu Xi knew that her mother had the right to pursue her own happiness.

Respect does not mean accepting that her stepfather's entire family defecates and urinates on her neck, including her half-brother Yu Sui.

She is well-mannered and reciprocates the respect shown to her by others.

Zhu Xi is someone who becomes stronger when facing stronger opponents.

She returned to her dormitory feeling completely relaxed, just past the corner of the corridor.

I saw the light from inside the dormitory projected onto the hallway floor.

It softens the cold white tone unique to hospitals, adding a touch of gentleness.

Zhou Yinghuai is here again.

Zhu Xi quickened her pace and, sure enough, saw him struggling with her blanket again.

She stood at the doorway, receiving his gentle and composed scrutinizing gaze.

"I changed the bed sheet for you."

Zhu Xi nodded, took off her white coat and went inside, saying, "Didn't I just change?"

Zhou Yinghuai tidied the bed, straightened up, and said, "I brought some clean clothes with me today, so I'll change you into them while I'm at it."

It's better for the hospital environment to be changed and refreshed frequently.

Zhou Yinghuai respected her lifestyle and didn't say anything about how rough her lifestyle was bad.

Seeing her standing there motionless, he naturally asked, "Do you have something else to do later?"

Zhu Xi shook her head. "Is there something you need?"

Zhou Yinghuai's eyes flickered slightly. "Go wash your hands and get ready to eat."

Zhu Xi puffed out her cheeks and glanced at the table.

The insulated food container hadn't been opened yet, and it was impossible to tell which restaurant it came from.

Seeing that she still didn't move, Zhou Yinghuai asked, "Is something on your mind?"

Zhu Xi looked up at her, his gaze intense. "I just used your name to bully others."

She spoke frankly, "Yu Qinghuan has been making things difficult for me. I couldn't tolerate it before, but now..."

Now that I'm married, I'm even less willing to put up with it.

"No need to explain," Zhou Yinghuai said, not angry, but rather encouraging. "Isn't the legal effect of that marriage certificate to protect your legitimate rights?"

Zhu Xi: "Borrowing someone else's power doesn't count as an advantage, does it?"

"Sure! The title 'Mrs. Zhou' guarantees you can flaunt your power anytime, anywhere."

It seems that the Zhou family's tendency to protect their own is hereditary.

Her eyes lit up. "Really?"

Zhou Yinghuai nodded seriously, and when she approached him, he leaned towards her in the same way.

"Really. Lingyi never suffers humiliation, except, of course, in her relationship with her husband." He gazed into her beautiful, smiling eyes. "You're better than Lingyi. You don't have to put up with outsiders, and I won't let you suffer either."

Zhu Xi paused, "But before we got our marriage certificate, you said..."

Before she could finish speaking, she turned around and went to wash her hands.

She flicked her hair lightly, brushing it against his chin, a simple touch.

Zhou Yinghuai's warm eyes darkened, and he made a phone call to his assistant.

He did say before getting the marriage certificate that he didn't want marriage to take up too much of his energy.

Zhu Xi accomplished this.

Even though the two didn't know each other very well, Zhou Yinghuai knew it wasn't her fault; it was Yu Qinghuan and the others who started the trouble first.

Zhou Yinghuai had been working in the Qinrun Shopping Mall since he was a child and had seen many people. He was able to see through people's appearances and understand their true nature.

Zhu Xi has clear eyes and is definitely not a provocative person, which is why he chose Zhu Xi over Yu Qinghuan.

"Make an appointment with Wen Ming." It seems that what he said on the phone wasn't enough.

As a result, Zhu Xi had to rely on the power of the tiger to regain face.

If a tip over the phone isn't enough, then talk it out in person.

"And Yu Qinghua and Yu Qingge."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yinghuai wiped his hands with a wet wipe and placed the two chairs side by side.

She quickly wiped her desk, put bookmarks on the books that Zhu Xi had left open, and stacked them aside as carefully as possible without messing up their order.

A disposable tablecloth was laid out, a steaming lunchbox was opened, and the whole room was filled with the aroma of food.

From the window, one can still see the lights of countless homes; it's a scene of everyday life unfolding before our eyes.

From the very first day he arrived, Zhu Xi had never returned the chair he had somehow taken.

That medium-sized desk became their makeshift dining table.

Witnessing the two people's journey from initial unfamiliarity to their current semi-familiar state.

Tonight's menu is the entirety of what she ordered last night.

It tastes great; it should suit her taste perfectly.

He peeled shrimp for her, and they ate them one by one.

Zhu Xi ate quite a lot.

The two didn't even exchange any extra words.

I used up too much energy during the day, and this dinner made up for it all.

Zhou Yinghuai had hoped to take advantage of his current absence from business trips to get to know her better, but unfortunately, she was busier than he was.

He saw the green roses in the vase on the windowsill and noticed that the petals were slightly withered when he changed the water earlier.

A topic of conversation has emerged.

He brought champagne roses and double lilies today. "I also brought two vases. I'll change the flowers for you later."

Zhu Xi's cheeks were puffed out, and her lips were glistening with oil, making her look like a plump, pink peach.

She looked at the green rose, then at him, smiled, and nodded in agreement.

Zhou Yinghuai didn't look away for a moment, and she fed him a piece of pork rib.

Zhu Xi asked, "Do you have a problem with Lingyi's husband?"

Zhou Yinghuai remained noncommittal, but said the opposite: "Lingyi has terrible taste."

Zhu Xi chuckled to herself, "Do you have any photos? Let me see."

"I don't keep photos of other people on my phone."

Zhu Xi simply said "oh," without daring to humiliate herself by asking if she had any.

Zhou Yinghuai, however, was like a machine performing examinations at a hospital, able to see into her heart. He proactively lit up his phone screen to show her, saying, "You are different. You are my wife."

Zhu Xi looked over and saw that his screen saver was a photo from their marriage certificate.

At the base of his ring finger, which rested on the bottom of his phone, was a plain, lustrous ring that had left a faint mark around his finger.

"I can't wear my wedding ring all the time," she explained, holding her chopsticks. "When I'm resting, I'll go to the mall and buy a necklace to wear around my neck."

Zhou Yinghuai turned off his phone screen. "I took you to buy it; it was something I overlooked."

Zhu Xi didn't take it seriously anymore. They were already a married couple, so there was no need to argue about what he or she bought.

She nodded, then asked, "Which restaurant did you order this from?"

"Do you like it?"

Zhu Xi raised an eyebrow. "My brother will like it."

Zhou Yinghuai: "..."

Zhu Xi saw that he was stunned for a moment, "Perhaps you are also an outsider to my brother."

Zhou Yinghuai: "..."

"Is he going back to his country?"

Zhu Xi denied it, saying, "He said that since we're not having a wedding, he won't come back. His experimental project is at a critical stage and he can't be left alone."

The Zhu siblings are twins, unlike Zhou Yinghuai and Zhou Lingyi, who are six years apart, thus bridging two insurmountable barriers.

Zhu Xi and Zhu He truly grew up together.

We went through junior high and high school together, supporting each other and growing together.

"My brother said he prepared the wedding gift himself, and it won't be finished until next month." She paused, "Then he'll send it over."

Zhou Yinghuai: "He went to great lengths."

Zhu Xi put down her chopsticks. "My brother also said that although you are very busy with work, our marriage was too rushed, and suggested that I take the opportunity to get to know you better."

Zhou Yinghuai asked, puzzled, "Does your brother have a problem with me?"

Zhu Xi frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "Probably, after all, you married his sister, whom he considered invincible, without lifting a finger."

Zhou Yinghuai smiled when he heard someone praise him like this for the first time.

"Let's eat."

Zhu Xi: "Okay."

"After we finish eating, if you're not in a hurry to leave, let's write down our preferences separately," she said with a smile. "I can also send them to my brother so he can see if we're a good match."

Zhou Yinghuai felt a mix of emotions. "I'll listen to you."

Zhu Xi smiled and said, "He's three years younger than you, you can just call him by his name."

"My brother is very easy to get along with. He doesn't care about age or status, and you can call him by his name."

Zhou Yinghuai: "..."

The early summer breeze is finally getting warmer.