Hiding her pregnant belly! The wicked ex-wife of the true young master has awakened.

He smiled and asked, "Would you like some shrimp stir-fried with cabbage and hot and sour egg drop soup?"

Zhang Lulu immediately got out of Jinzhi's arms, sat up straight, and didn't dare to utter a sound.

Zhao Xijin didn't reply, looking at the magazine in her hand.

Jinzhi: "Let's eat, and have the chef prepare some more seafood."

"Um."

Only after Ye Yu entered the kitchen did Zhang Lulu dare to speak up: "Sister Zhizhi, is Ye Yu implying something about us? What kind of hot and sour egg soup is that? Where I'm from, it's clearly called 'get lost soup'!"

Zhao Xijin looked up. "Is there really such a saying?"

She also made a sarcastic remark, "I knew Ye Yu looked cold and aloof, but he was wicked inside."

Jinzhi: "He's not what you think. I've been craving spicy and sour food lately. He's not very talkative and not good at socializing, but he's actually very welcoming to you all. After dinner, let's go to the movie theater to watch a movie and play games."

"it is good."

Zhang Lulu realized, "Ye Yu can actually cook! Sister Zhizhi, is his cooking good? It's not terrible, is it? I never thought I'd get to eat a top student's cooking in my life."

Zhao Xijin said calmly, "He's not some hot commodity, nor is he some otherworldly immortal. What's so special about cooking a meal? Sister Zhizhi is pregnant, so he has to cook whatever she wants to eat. A man who can't cook isn't a good man."

Jinzhi could tell that Zhao Xijin had some issues with Ye Yu, and although she didn't know why, she still prevented them from meeting in the afternoon.

"He always cooks, and he cooks very well. At least it suits my taste. He will cook for me when he is not busy with work."

Wen Manchun and Jin Minghan went on a business trip to a neighboring city and were away from home for the past two days. At the dinner table, Zhao Xijin and Zhang Lulu were not so reserved.

With Ye Yu around, the two of them weren't particularly relaxed, keeping their heads down and eating, rarely speaking.

After dinner, Jinzhi said goodbye to Ye Yu and then took Zhao Xijin and Zhang Lulu upstairs to play.

When Zhang Lulu visited the third floor for the first time, she was drawn to the white piano in the living room.

"Sister Zhizhi, you can play the piano?"

"I learned it for two or three years when I was a child, but now I've become rusty."

Zhang Lulu said wistfully, "I've always admired people with many talents. When I was little, I wanted to learn but didn't have the chance, and now that I'm older, I'm too lazy and have even less of a chance. Sister Zhizhi, could you play a song for us?"

Jinzhi pulled back the dust cover, sat down on the piano bench, and tested the sound.

"I'll give it a try, you can just listen to it casually."

Sunlight streamed through the white gauze curtains onto the window, where a girl played the piano with her eyes lowered, her ten fingers moving lightly and nimbly.

Outside the window, the grass and trees are lush and green. A gentle breeze stirs the window curtains, and melodious piano music accompanies birdsong. She is enveloped in a layer of hazy, soft light, and is serenely beautiful.

Zhang Lulu leaned on Zhao Xijin's shoulder, enjoying the beautiful piano music.

Not far away, Ye Yu, who had come upstairs, put the fruit plate aside and looked at her intently with his gentle eyes.

The song ended with a simplified version of "Dance of Flowers".

"Clap clap clap".

Zhang Lulu clapped her hands excitedly, "Sister Zhizhi, you're amazing! It sounded so good! Sitting there, you looked like a princess, radiating light!"

Zhao Xijin: "It sounds great, it's amazing."

Jinzhi loves it when people praise her. "Of course, I didn't waste my childhood learning. Let's go play games."

Ye Yu, carrying a fruit platter, stepped forward.

"It's fresh, have a taste."

Zhang Lulu accepted it, "Thank you."

The three of them spent the afternoon in the media room. In the middle of the day, Ye Yu brought Jin Zhi some calcium tablets and some drinks. He glanced at the game console they were playing, said nothing, closed the door, and left.

Jinzhi invited the two to stay for dinner that evening, and after they played in the back garden for a while, she asked the driver to take them home.

The living room was empty again, and Jinzhi felt a little disappointed. She went upstairs to wash up.

After washing up, I turned on my computer to check my stocks and investments, and my head started spinning again.

This week I lost fifty percent of my principal—one million.

I lent Zhou Yinche 5 million yuan for investment recently, invested 5 million yuan in a friend's AI project, and gave Yang Jiamei 500,000 yuan for opening a store. I don't have much usable cash flow, and I don't even have money to replenish my positions.

There's money in her encrypted treasury, but she can't touch it unless absolutely necessary; it's her savings and retirement money for Yang Jiamei.

What to do when there's no cash flow? It's impossible to sell her beloved handbags and sports cars, so Jinzhi sets her sights on next month's allowance and asks Wen Manchun for an advance.

An advance payment is possible, but Wen Manchun needs to know the purpose of the money. Jinzhi stammered and said it was half of the money that had been lost.

Wen Manchun already disagreed with her playing the stock market, and she immediately exploded when she heard this.

"Don't even think about it! Stop right now, or you can forget about your allowance next month. Why have you been acting so badly lately? All you do is stare at your stock market, right? You're pregnant, so just focus on your pregnancy and stop messing around with this nonsense!"

She also scolded Ye Yu, saying he hadn't kept a close eye on her.

She warned Jin Minghan and Ye Yu not to give her any money.

This is what's been bothering her these past two days.

But she has to buy more shares. She's lost so much money, she's not Jinzhi if she doesn't double it back!

She's just stubborn, or as Wen Manchun would say, incredibly stubborn; you could tell that from a young age.

Jinzhi stared at the green stock charts for a while, her light-colored pupils darting around before finally settling on the Perler bead keychain on the table beside her.

She turned off her computer, changed into a newly bought light blue low-cut nightgown, went downstairs to have the maid heat up a cup of milk, and knocked on Ye Yu's study door.

"Ye Yu, open the door."

The study door opened quickly, and Ye Yu glanced indifferently at her chest and the milk in her hand.

"What is it?"

Jinzhi pushed past him and entered the study.

"Of course I'm checking in on our busy family member. I've been so busy entertaining Zhang Lulu and Zhao Xijin today that I haven't had much time to talk to you. You're not angry, are you?"

Ye Yu closed the door, walked to his desk, sat down, and continued typing on his computer to write the proposal.

He had finished all his schoolwork and officially joined the company after returning from a trip to Changsha during the National Day holiday. Based on his previous performance, he was promoted to the position of manager.

Wen Manchun meant that he still needed more experience and would gradually rise through the ranks. Once he was able to fully take on the company's responsibilities, she would step down from the front lines.

"no."

Jinzhi placed the hot milk next to him, sat down beside him, and said with a smile, "Drink it first. I warmed it for you myself. It will get cold later and be easy to knock over."

Ye Yu didn't move. "You drink it, I won't."

This glass of milk isn't cheap.

Jinzhi decided to take the initiative. She got up and pretended to trip, then slumped into his arms, landing solidly on his strong thighs and wrapping her arms around his neck.

She said sweetly, "My foot slipped."

Her fair, full skin filled his eyes. Ye Yu's gaze flickered slightly as he looked away, his voice still calm, "Get down."

Jinzhi knew immediately that he was acting strangely again.

A cold and reserved man.

She hugged his neck tightly and said softly, "Zhao Xijin and Zhang Lulu don't come every day. They just ignored you today. Is it really necessary to act like this? You're so petty."

"I'm not angry."

Jinzhi poked his chest and blew air into his neck in an ambiguous way.

The man, as if meditating, focused intently on the computer screen, his refined features concentrating on moving the mouse.

Jinzhi kissed his chin. "Ye Yu, pay attention to me! Is the computer prettier than me?"

The man slowed down the speed at which he swiped the mouse.

Jinzhi stared dejectedly at his smooth jawline, reviewing the events of the day. Without further ado, she sat up slightly and forcefully hugged his head, burying it in her chest.

Her voice was soft, sweet, and clear, like it was coated in honey. "Honey, from now on, only you are allowed to touch me. Don't be angry~"