Depressed wife runs with the ball

"Who are you talking to on the phone?" He took a long step and stepped onto the stairs, feeling a little unhappy. "Jin Yue, he's going back to China. I have to buy him a plane ticket." Chu Yue got up from the floor and pulled him downstairs. "Are you hungry? Take your temperature to see if the fever has subsided."

"He's such a grown-up, but he still needs you to buy a ticket for him?" Zhou Xingzhi buttoned up his shirt.

"How about ordering takeout? It's not good to go out in the wind, so drink more hot water." Chu Yue found the thermometer and saw that he had buttoned his clothes again. She sighed, motioned him to sit on the sofa, and helped him unbutton the buttons one by one.

"Yueyue, you look especially beautiful today." Every time she took care of him wholeheartedly, gently, considerately, seriously and meticulously, it melted his heart little by little, and he couldn't help but lower his head to kiss her.

"Are you too tired? Do you want to sleep a little longer?" Chu Yue always felt that he was different from usual. Today... he seemed a little too enthusiastic.

"I think I'm fine." I wish time could stop at this moment.

Chu Yue stood up and wanted to get the thermos. As soon as she stood up, she was pulled into his arms. "What do you want to eat? Do you want to change clothes and go out to eat?"

"You're still sick, and going out in the wind will only make it worse. Don't you have something important to do?"

Nestling in his arms, I suddenly thought of what he said before going to bed, "He's 39°", and laughed out loud again with my head down.

"What are you laughing at?" He looked at the time. There were still twenty minutes left, enough to change clothes. "Nothing, you were just talking nonsense." He took out the thermometer and checked. It was 38 degrees, not completely gone.

"Are you ready?" Zhou Xingzhi thought it would be better to go earlier so they would have more time to prepare. "No, you insisted on going out without even telling me to wear more clothes!" Chu Yue jumped off his lap and took out his coat from the closet.

His coat was heavy and long, and he was tall. He stood there with his hands outstretched, asking for help to put it on! "Put it on yourself!" Even though he was 1.67 meters tall, it was difficult for him to stand on tiptoe in front of this 1.89 meter tall man.

After taking the coat, he sat back on the sofa, tilted his neck and said, "You unbuttoned it, so you are responsible for buttoning it up."

Chu Yue discovered that he could be quite childish at times. He was in charge of a listed company like Qiancheng, someone who could easily decide on projects worth hundreds of millions of yuan, yet he was still quietly playing with his phone in the background during government meetings. Was it ill-considered for the old man to hand over the inheritance to him?

To avoid the draft, they ate at a hot pot restaurant near the hotel. A few young people came into the restaurant, opened the curtain, and started talking: "Hey, I heard there's a fireworks show tonight."

"The last fireworks show was probably over ten years ago, right? Is there any event going on?"

"I haven't heard that any important people are coming. But there are people starting to gather around the beach. After we finish eating, let's go over and take a look."

Chu Yue listened intentionally or unintentionally, and whispered to Zhou Xingzhi, "Why is Haicheng so lively recently?"

"Maybe something really happened." It's eight o'clock, and we have to eat this meal slowly.

Suddenly she remembered that Uncle Miao was driving today. She wondered where he was now and whether he had eaten. Her chopsticks stopped in the white smoke above the hot pot. "Oh, I didn't ask Uncle Miao to come along."

"Uncle Miao rarely has a day off, so don't bother him." Although it was hot pot, their table was quite bland. There was no seafood at all, and the prawn and abalone chicken hotpot they had been hoping for was replaced with a Cantonese-style chicken hotpot.

"Can I use that privilege today?" he asked seriously.

Chu Yue looked at the crowd around him and didn't know what request he was going to make. "That depends on what the request is."

"Didn't you agree not to refuse?"

"There are so many people here, I'm afraid you'll mess around."

Zhou Xingzhi was a difficult person to guess what was going on, and he wasn't acting normally today. He might do something unexpected in public.

He ate his meal slowly, even adding more dishes several times. It was almost 8 o'clock when they left the hot pot restaurant. Chu Yue asked him to take the medicine she had brought with her, but he refused. While she was looking for some hot water, she slipped the medicine into her pocket and lied to her that she had taken it. She even took a big gulp of warm water from her thermos, making it believable.

"Let's go back." Chu Yue walked out of the hot pot restaurant with her bag.

It was late at night, near the sea, and the wind was strong, so Zhou Xingzhi didn't even wear a scarf.

"It's fine if you say you're wearing so little, but you also won't let me put on my down jacket. Why bring it with me? If I leave it in the closet and it gets cold, I'll get cold too." Chu Yue was also wearing a coat, and underneath it was the white dress the stylist had asked her to wear this morning, but it was covered with some graffiti by the children.

There were few cars and people along the way, and everyone seemed to be walking in the same direction. Someone was muttering, "Hurry up, there will be no more space soon."

Zhou Xingzhi held her hand tightly and said, "Let's go and see what it is." Then he pulled her and jogged into the crowd and squeezed in front of her.

The beach has been cordoned off and a stage has been set up. Some people are singing love songs and others are playing guitar.

A group of people gathered around a barbecue, and a few rows of outdoor chairs were set up, with a few people sitting and chatting. It looked like an ordinary company team-building activity. However, some people looked strangely familiar.

"Other companies are having team-building, why doesn't Xinghui have one?" Chu Yue looked at the people on the beach and felt very comfortable. There were many tourists on the street, and some were taking photos and recording videos with their mobile phones.

"Let's join in the fun." He jumped down to the beach, holding out his hand for Chu Yue to follow. "That's not good, right? It's cordoned off. How are you going to get in?" She looked around. Although there were some people standing on the beach, it was still some distance from the team-building area. She said it was not good, but she still squatted down and carefully jumped to the place where his hands were wrapped around her.

Zhou Xingzhi smiled as he led her towards the event. The closer they got, the more Chu Yue felt something was amiss. Suddenly, a burst of fireworks exploded over the sea, causing everyone to exclaim, "Wow!"

"It's started! It's started!" The children jumped up and down, clapping their hands and cheering.

Chu Yue also stopped to watch, leaped into the air, and burst into a brilliant spark, which then dispersed and turned into small sparks.

Zhou Xingzhi turned his head to look at Chu Yue. From now on, will they always be together? "Does it look good?"

"Beautiful." Before the small sparks had faded, countless fireworks gradually rose. He led the group toward the center of the stage, the countless voices of the crowd drowned out by the sound of the fireworks.

"Mr. Zhou." Uncle Miao untied the horizontal strip and let the two people in. Chu Yue could see clearly that this group of people were from Xinghui. "Uncle Miao, you..." She turned to look at Zhou Xingzhi. He shrugged and asked her to sit on the row of chairs.

"Xinghui also has team building." The two people sat in the middle of the row of outdoor chairs and someone handed them a fruit plate.

"Since this is a team-building event, why are you hiding it from me?" It's indeed better to sit here and watch the fireworks, and you can also enjoy the fruit plate. As the fireworks burst forth, perhaps because Zhou Xingzhi was there, everyone seemed a little reserved, and fewer and fewer people were sitting on the outdoor chairs.

Chu Yue was worried that his fever hadn't completely subsided. The wind was strong at the beach, and he was wearing so little. Besides, with two people around, the others didn't seem that comfortable either. "How about we stay a little longer and then go back?"

Zhou Xingzhi looked at his watch. The fireworks show was still twenty minutes away. "Are you cold?" He put her hand in his pocket.

"I'm afraid you're cold, and everyone seems less relaxed when you're here." After the fireworks faded and white smoke floated, more and more people gathered around to watch.

"Wait a little longer, until the fireworks are over." He was waiting, waiting for the fireworks and also for the ring.

A young lady handed Chu Yue a box of French fries and said, "Assistant Chu, the chef just fried these French fries. Eat them while they're hot."

"Thank you." Chu Yue took the fries. The young lady seemed to be the front desk lady downstairs. After handing over the fries, she made an OK sign with her right hand.

Watching the fireworks, I chewed the box of French fries in my hand boredly.

"Are they delicious?" Zhou Xingzhi looked down at the fries in her hand, feeling a little nervous. The music, fireworks, and voices mixed together, but his heartbeat was still clear. Chu Yue took out a fries and put it to his mouth. "Try it."

Time passed by, the fireworks in the sky changed and disappeared in a flash. Finally, a few English words appeared: Marry Me.