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

Ye Yu was not ashamed at all, and even walked closer to her.

"The treadmill in the gym on the second floor is broken. Aunt Qiu said there's one on the third floor too. Since you weren't here, I came up to work out and took a shower while I was at it."

"I didn't expect you to come back now."

He dried his hair a couple of times, casually draped a white towel over his shoulder, and stood two meters away from her, the refreshing scent of lemon and mint shower gel filling his nostrils.

With a long stride, the distance between the two closed to half a meter. As he bent down, his shadow completely enveloped Jinzhi, who was sitting on the sofa.

They were so close they were practically touching. Jinzhi shifted her position slightly, still holding her water glass.

"What are you doing?"

He swallowed.

"Even after taking a shower, you can't do this. Stay away from me."

Ye Yu bent down, took the water glass from her, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it all in one gulp.

His prominent Adam's apple bobbed up and down with each swallow, and below that were his delicately protruding collarbones.

"I just finished exercising and I'm very thirsty."

Despite saying that, his eyes never left Jinzhi.

Before her was his pale, fleshy body, the kind Jinzhi liked best. She felt extremely uncomfortable, her ears turning red, her eyes darting around nervously.

Silently recite in your heart: Form is emptiness, emptiness is form.

"I don't care what you want to do, from now on you must be properly dressed whenever you go up to the third floor, otherwise I'll tell Mom that you have an exhibitionist fetish."

Ye Yu chuckled softly, his voice tinged with melancholy.

"I'm an exhibitionist? I saw you having a great time browsing naked men's photos at noon, wearing some gadgets that violate public morals, practically down to your pants. My normal gym clothes, how are they considered exhibitionist?"

He moved closer.

"And Jinzhi, what part of my body haven't you seen? Now you're embarrassed? Where were you when you were forcing me?"

Jinzhi's ears and cheeks flushed a light pink. She curled up into a ball, turned her face away, and shouted:

"You clearly promised not to bring that up again, Ye Yu. You're a man, why do you keep bringing up the past? I'm not a naked man, I'm wearing pants! You think so much of me!"

"If you keep causing trouble, I'll call the police!"

Ye Yu poured himself another glass of water, drank it, put the glass down, and calmly said, "Call me whatever you want. I haven't done anything shameful."

After saying that, he left.

Liu Jinzhi huddled on the sofa like a quail. After Ye Yu's footsteps disappeared, she poured two glasses of water and gulped them down. Only then did the heat on her face subside a little.

She naively interpreted tonight's events as Ye Yu's disapproval of her posting about abs with a man at noon, and his deliberate attempt to pick a fight.

The next morning, Jinzhi, who was usually quite oblivious to things, realized something was wrong.

She slept a lot, and when she woke up it was 10:30 in the morning. She squinted as she washed up and went downstairs to find something to eat.

Rubbing my eyes, I walked up to the second floor, where the door to the master bedroom opened.

Ye Yu, shirtless, emerged from inside.

His slender fingers slowly and methodically buttoned his white shirt from bottom to top, gradually concealing his highly visible eight-pack abs, leaving only his muscular chest visible.

Wearing a bunny hooded pajama, Jinzhi stood there blankly, blinking her blurry almond-shaped eyes as she stared at his chest muscles, which looked very soft to the touch.

I'm a little curious why a guy like him has such small, tender breasts.

The brain is not yet fully awake after waking up, and only primal desires remain.

Ye Yu approached, buttoning his shirt all the way up, transforming the once alluring man into a reserved and abstinent one.

"What are you looking at? You're drooling."

I ignored her and went downstairs.

Only when she could no longer hear footsteps did Jinzhi's face slowly turn red, and she wiped the corner of her mouth with her fingers.

There was no saliva.

She stomped her foot and trotted downstairs, the rabbit tail on her pajamas dangling with her movements, following Ye Yu menacingly.

"Ye Yu, what do you mean? Don't cause trouble so early in the morning, you exhibitionist! If you keep acting like a jerk, I'll get Mom and Dad to punish you!"

Ye Yu took the lunchbox from Aunt Qiu and said, "Go ahead and see if Mom and Dad will believe you."

He strode away.

Jinzhi sat down at the dining room to eat, fuming. She poked at the eggs on her plate and asked Aunt Qiu, "Why did he go out so late today?"

"Young Master said last night that he wanted to rest this morning, probably because he was tired from studying at the company the past few days."

Jinzhi, however, did not think so.

Ye Yu has been acting very strangely since last night.

If I really had to describe it... it's a bit like a peacock spreading its tail feathers.

Yes, a peacock spreading its tail feathers.

They don't wear their clothes properly and then they start nitpicking.

If it happens again, she'll slap him across the face.

Let him experience the harshness of society.

As she took a sip of milk, Aunt Qiu asked in a serious tone, "Miss, Xi Jin asked me to find out if you have any other dogs?"

Out of good manners, Jinzhi held back her tears until her face turned red before she managed to stop herself from spitting out the milk. After swallowing it, she coughed violently.

"...Aunt Qiu, w-what other dog? We don't have a dog at home."

Aunt Qiu: "I've been thinking about it, and it might be an adjective. Xi Jin probably meant she wanted to find out if you had another little follower and didn't want her anymore, and she was worried about it."

"What 'little follower'? She's not a little follower. We have an equal, transactional relationship. What's she thinking all day?"

Aunt Qiu: "She said if you don't want to go out, she can come to your house to play with you."

Jinzhi thought for a moment, "Okay, I'm going to see a show this afternoon, have her come over to my house and come with me."

Inviting her to our home will allow us to get to know each other better, which will facilitate the development of the plot later on.

Taking her to a fashion show isn't considered insulting or exploiting her, is it?

Aunt Qiu: "Okay, then I'll contact her. My Xijin hasn't had any particularly close playmates growing up. Since you're good to her, Miss, she likes to stick to you. She doesn't say it, but she really likes you."

"Yeah, she's doing well too."

She wasn't as naive and innocent as the story portrayed, but her life was more important, so she should escape the storyline and stay away from the main characters.

At 2 p.m., Zhao Xijin arrived at the Jin family home with a smile, bringing Jinzhi some fruit cut from the school gate.

After Jinzhi finished eating, she took her to the dressing room and held up various dresses against her body.

"Your outfit is so tacky. You'll be laughed at if you don't change your clothes before going to the fashion show."

Despite Zhao Xijin's protests, Jinzhi still chose a blue, fitted, knee-length dress for her, making her look fresh and beautiful.

"This dress is new, it fits you perfectly, and it'll make a good impression on me."

He even did her makeup and took her downstairs.

Aunt Qiu, who was doing housework, was stunned when she saw her daughter.

"My God, is this still my Xijin? She's like she's living in a luxurious house! Oh my god!"

Zhao Xijin asked uncertainly, "Is it really good-looking?"

Jinzhi: "You still don't trust my judgment? Just come with me."

The two set off for the show. Jinzhi calculated the time and took Zhao Xijin home at 6:30 pm, just in time for Ye Yu to get off work.

Before entering the house, she asked Zhao Xijin, "Would you mind if your future partner wasn't a virgin?"

After asking, I felt it was a bit unnecessary.

They are all characters manipulated by the plot.

Where is the choice?

In her opinion, the female lead should be paired with a clean-cut virgin, like a blank sheet of paper with a blank sheet of paper, or a newspaper with a newspaper.

Zhao Xijin's cheeks turned bright red.

"Sister Zhizhi, why are you suddenly asking this? Tell me in a low voice."

"Then I'll speak softly, you just need to answer my questions."

Zhao Xijin's words make a lot of sense.

"People don't always meet at the most suitable time. If he met someone who wasn't so suitable for him before he met me, but he is the most suitable person for me, then a few flaws don't matter."

"Everyone has flaws. His not being a virgin might be a flaw, and if I'm not as well-off, educated, or knowledgeable as him, that might also be a minor flaw to him. After all, no one wants to find a partner who is inferior to themselves."

She blinked. "And Sister Zhizhi, why didn't you ask me if I was a virgin first?"

Jinzhi nonchalantly pulled her inside.

"Oh, I tend to be unconditionally biased towards girls, and I care more about whether a guy is clean and whether he's a virgin."

Zhao Xijin admired her even more.

"Sister Zhizhi, you're so kind."

Jinzhi took her hand. "Alright, let's eat. Don't be shy, just eat."

At the dining table, Mr. and Mrs. Jin sat together, warmly welcoming Zhao Xijin, their guest.

"Xiao Zhao, don't be shy. Help yourself to whatever you want to eat. Your mother has helped the family a lot over the years, and thank you for taking care of Zhizhi at school. Please make yourself at home here."

"Thank you, Uncle and Aunt."

Zhao Xijin was seated next to Ye Yu.

She didn't really want to sit with Ye Yu; he was so cold. She wanted to sit next to Jin Zhi, who was sitting next to Jin's mother, and look at her longingly.

She wanted to say something, but seeing that Jinzhi's expression was very strange, she covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom.

Mrs. Jin followed.

"Is your stomach upset again?"

"Hmm, I haven't been eating fish lately."

She gagged for a while, but nothing came out.

Back at the dining table, Wen Manchun became increasingly uneasy, her brows furrowing. "Have you gotten your period this month?"