Help! My hunky roommate is begging me to touch his abs!

It was time to exchange rings.

Chen Chen put a ring on Hu Xiaowen's finger and whispered, "From now on, it's all yours." Hu Xiaowen's eyes reddened, and she reached out to hug him.

Jin Bao'er and Zhao Yuheng have stepped down from the stage.

Jin Bao'er looked at the two people embracing on the stage, her nose tingled, and tears almost fell.

Thinking back on all the suffering she had endured, she felt a surge of warmth as Zhao Yuheng stood firmly by her side.

Zhao Yuheng noticed his emotions, gently stroked his back with his thumb, and leaned down to whisper in his ear.

His voice was clear and firm, carrying a heavy promise: "Baby, your husband will also give you a grand wedding, so that everyone can witness our happiness, and it will be even bigger and more luxurious than this one."

Let everyone know that you are my, Zhao Yuheng's, only wife. I will give you boundless happiness and never let you suffer the slightest grievance.

Jin Bao'er's tears fell instantly upon hearing this.

Tears of joy streamed down his face. He nodded gently and whispered, "Okay."

……

The guests' chatter had just subsided.

Chen Chen then put his arm around Hu Xiaowen and walked over with a wine glass in his hand.

Both of them had the joy of newlyweds in their eyes, and the red wine in their glasses shimmered with tiny sparkles.

"Jin Bao'er, Zhao Yuheng, thank you both for your hard work, best men. We owe you a lot today, but you almost stole the spotlight."

Hu Xiaowen smiled and touched the rim of Jin Bao'er's cup, her eyes crinkling.

Jin Bao'er blushed and quickly raised her glass in response: "How could you say that? Don't you know what kind of people we are? Zhao Yuheng is really not that kind of person!"

Fearing her husband might overthink things, Jin Bao'er quickly defended him.

"Oh my, I was just joking, and you're really defending me."

Hu Xiaowen also spoke with a smile.

His Jinbao'er is still so easily amused.

Zhao Yuheng raised his hand and clinked glasses with Chen Chen.

The glasses clinked together with a pleasant sound, and the words were filled with sincere congratulations: "Congratulations on your marriage! From now on, treat Xiaowen well and don't let him suffer any injustice."

Chen Chen smiled and tilted his head back to take a sip.

He put down his wine glass and patted Zhao Yuheng on the shoulder.

His touch was neither too light nor too heavy, his eyes filled with a playful yet earnest admonition: "Don't worry, I'll definitely cherish him for the rest of my life. But you, third brother, don't just watch us have a happy ending, hurry up and get things moving!"

As he spoke, his gaze swept over their clasped hands, deliberately emphasizing his words:

"Everyone saw it today, right? Where's your wedding banquet? Don't keep us waiting too long, you hear me?"

Most of the people who came today were colleagues and friends, including Xiaowen and Jinbaoer.

After all, people are needed to fill the space.

Jin Bao'er's best friend's wedding couldn't be too quiet.

Hu Xiaowen listened from the side, then nodded and smiled in agreement: "That's right, Zhao Yuheng, Jin Bao'er has been waiting for you for so many years, you have to pay more attention, next time it should be your turn to stand on the stage."

Jin Bao'er's ears turned bright red from what he said, and she couldn't help but gently tug at Zhao Yuheng's sleeve.

She muttered under her breath, "It's your wedding day, why are you rushing us like this?"

Zhao Yuheng gripped his hand tightly, his eyes filled with certainty.

He nodded earnestly to Chen Chen and Hu Xiaowen: "Don't worry, I won't keep you waiting too long, nor will I keep Jin Bao'er waiting."

Jinbao'er, who said no:

How about today?

Hey hey hey.

In fact, he couldn't wait a moment longer.

Unfortunately, her husband told her that he had several big business deals to handle recently.

Moreover, he also needs to make some preparations; the wedding for the two of them cannot be too hasty.

So Jin Bao'er didn't mention it again.

After speaking, Zhao Yuheng raised his hand and clinked glasses with the two of them again, his tone smiling:

"I'll definitely ask you to be my witnesses at the wedding, and there will be plenty of wine."

The four of them smiled at each other, the sunlight falling on them, filled with the warmth of peaceful times.

Two weeks later.

Jin Bao'er had already taken her few belongings and moved them into Zhao Yuheng's rented house without saying a word.

Because Jin Bao'er was moving in, Zhao Yuheng rented a larger apartment with two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen, and one bathroom.

It's just steps away from Zhao's Transportation Group, making commuting convenient, and it's a real home for two.

The Zhao family's transportation group is now a medium-to-large-scale enterprise, and Zhao Yuheng is gritting his teeth and shouldering the family's debts.

He has already paid back most of the money, but he is anxious. He discussed it with his father several times at night, saying that the company must be expanded.

Otherwise, at the current pace, it will take another five years to pay off the remaining balance. How many five-year periods does one have in a lifetime?

Unfortunately, banks have tightened lending, making it difficult to borrow money from various sources. This matter has become a major worry for Zhao Yuheng recently.

Jin Bao'er had already heard all of this from the company's veteran employees.

I was preoccupied with something on my mind, and I didn't eat much dinner.

After Zhao Yuheng finished showering, he dried his wet hair and lay down on the bed.

He crept over quietly, like a clingy kitten.

She snuggled up to the man, her soft voice leading the way: "Honey, I heard you and Dad are planning to expand the company, and you're still worried about money?"

Zhao Yuheng was taken aback, then reached out and pulled the man into his arms, his palm caressing the man's smooth waist and abdomen.

She rested her chin on the top of his head: "Your little ears are quite sharp, who told you that?"

Jin Bao'er looked up at him, her eyes crinkling at the corners, and deliberately softened her tone, full of flattery and coquetry: "I went to the company to find you and heard you talking to Uncle Wang on the phone. Honey, let me invest!"

He deliberately chose his tone, confident that his coquettish tone would surely make Zhao Yuheng agree readily.

Little did he know, a mischievous glint appeared in the man's eyes, and he tickled his side with his fingertips: "Can you do it?"

"Why not!"

Jin Bao'er nodded immediately, before she could even feel smug.

Then Zhao Yuheng leaned close to his ear, his tone ambiguous and inappropriate: "Don't you always say you're too lazy to move? If we really want to invest, do you expect me to be the one doing all the work?"

Jin Bao'er was stunned for two seconds before she reacted, her face instantly turning bright red, feeling both ashamed and angry.

He reached out and grabbed Zhao Yuheng's thick waist tightly, with considerable force.

"Zhao Yuheng! Your head is full of lewd nonsense! I'm talking to you about serious business!"

"Oh dear, my child, you were wrong, you were wrong!"

Zhao Yuheng quickly begged for mercy, his large hand protecting his waist.

But she couldn't bear to push him away, letting him pinch her, "I was just joking with you."

Jin Bao'er glared at him, withdrew her hand, and her tone instantly became serious:

"I'm not kidding, I really want to invest. We're family now, my money is your money."

"I can't bear to see you humbling yourself and begging for money everywhere. Your reputation is my reputation; it breaks my heart!"

Zhao Yuheng's roguish smile gradually faded, and his fingertips traced his flushed cheeks.

His tone was gentle and left no room for argument: "My dear child, I appreciate your kind intentions, but it won't do."

"Your money is safely stored away, that gives you confidence. I can handle things related to our company."

"You just know how to carry, carry, carry!" Jin Bao'er said impatiently, reaching out to grab his chest muscles, her tone aggrieved.

"Where do you think my money comes from? If you hadn't introduced me to the great Hongzhuang, I wouldn't have progressed so quickly, and I wouldn't have achieved what I have today. And now you're treating me like a stranger!"

He lost his temper and pinched her hard.

Zhao Yuheng had strong pectoral muscles, but even he couldn't withstand such force.

He groaned in pain, his brow furrowed.

She only gently pushed his hand away, not daring to use force: "Be gentle, little one, you'll hurt him. We still have business to discuss tomorrow."

Jin Bao'er caught a glimpse of the red marks on his chest muscles and her heart softened for a moment.

But his stubbornness infuriated her, so she let go of his hand and turned her face away: "Let's talk business! All you care about is the company!"

"I've already told you we're family, why are you still putting 'yours' and 'mine' with me!"

"I'm not trying to distinguish between you and me, I just don't want you to worry, and I definitely don't want to touch your money."

Zhao Yuheng pulled him into his arms, patiently coaxing him, "Once your husband calms down, I'll give you the best of everything, okay?"

"not good!"

Jin Bao'er pulled her hand away from his, her eyes welling up with tears, feeling both angry and aggrieved:

"You just don't consider me one of your own. I can't even help you when I want to, so what's the point of me staying by your side?"

He became increasingly distressed as he spoke, recalling how many gifts he had received from Zhao Yuheng and how many meals he had eaten with him.

Now that she finally has money, she wants to share hardships with Zhao Yuheng, but he refuses her request.

A lump formed in her throat, and she grabbed the pillow beside her and moved towards the edge of the bed: "If you don't want to, that's fine, I won't force you. You sleep there, I'll sleep on the sofa!"

As she spoke, she threw off the covers, slipped on her slippers, and got out of bed.

Zhao Yuheng panicked and scrambled over, grabbing his wrist tightly, his voice instantly filled with panic: "Little one, don't go! Don't be angry!"

Jin Bao'er struggled but couldn't break free. She glared at him angrily, "Let me go! You won't even agree to my request, so why are you keeping me here?!"

Zhao Yuheng hurriedly pulled the person back into his arms and held him tightly.

Her chin rested against the crook of his neck, her voice extremely low, full of helplessness and coaxing:

"It's not that I refuse, it's that I feel sorry for you, my dear. That little bit of money is your safety net, how can I bear to part with it?"

"I don't want a way out, I just want you to have a smooth and successful journey!"

Jin Bao'er struggled in his arms, her voice trembling with tears and anxiety, "You're borrowing money everywhere and having to put up with everyone's attitude. It makes me feel so bad. Can't you just let me help you this once?"

Hearing his choked voice, Zhao Yuheng's heart instantly melted.

He couldn't bear to see Jin Bao'er cry, and gently wiped away the moisture from the corner of his eyes with his fingertips.

She sighed and said, "Don't cry, don't cry. It's my fault. I was too stubborn."

Jin Bao'er sniffled, pushed him away slightly, and looked at him with teary eyes: "So, do you agree or not?"

Zhao Yuheng looked at his reddened eyes and the conspicuous red mark on his chest muscles.

Then I remembered that this silly little boy only had eyes for me.

I felt both warm and bittersweet at the thought of them giving away all the savings they had accumulated over the years.

but……