Depressed wife runs with the ball

Zhou Xingzhi curled his lips. Why did he always defend this useless brother?

"Oh, these are all my sister's favorite foods." Chu Jinyue was indeed hungry. He was tired of eating white people's food abroad. He could cook, but it was too troublesome to do it alone.

"Go wash your hands!" Chu Yue came out of her hands and saw him trying to steal food, so she immediately slapped his hand.

"Oh. Sometimes you and Dad are really alike." Chu Jinyue went to wash his hands obediently.

"If you're like your mother, I'll break your leg." Chu Yue sat down to eat. Zhou Xingzhi picked up some food for her, and she looked at him in confusion. This guy is going to start showing off his affection in front of others again!

At the dinner table, Chu Jinyue talked about his experiences studying abroad, and also talked about his teachers and classmates.

Chu Yue occasionally responded, and Zhou Xingzhi would also interject a few words. When he interrupted, Chu Jinyue was not very happy. If it weren't for his sister's face, he and Zhou Xingzhi would definitely fight.

He was going back to the old house for dinner in the afternoon, so he specially called Chu Yue to help him choose and change clothes.

"You started it again." Chu Yue picked up the Chinese-style gray shirt from the cloakroom and threw it to him. She then found a black sweater with a stand-up collar and a gray suit jacket for him to change into. Zhou Xingzhi raised an eyebrow and put on the shirt. As he buttoned it, he muttered, "Why is this shirt so hard to button?"

Chu Yue buttoned his shirt one by one in a bad mood and warned him: "He's my brother, talk to him nicely and don't always think about disciplining him."

"Okay, I'll try my best." He grabbed her wrist, tilted his head and kissed her palm. Chu Jinyue leaned against the door of the cloakroom and called out sadly, "Sister!"

Chu Yue quickly pulled back her hand, frowned, and punched Zhou Xingzhi's chest. She turned to her brother and said, "What's wrong?"

"Where should I put my clothes?" Chu Jinyue called his sister away again.

After tidying up Chu Jinyue's room, Zhou Xingzhi also changed his clothes and prepared to go out. "I'm going to go home and talk to my parents about it. If they agree, we'll pick a date to prepare for the wedding. You and Jinyue will wait for me at home."

"You discuss it with them first, and then I will go to meet them formally. If they don't agree, don't be angry with them. I'll wait for you." Chu Yue stood at the door and saw him out.

"Huh!" Chu Jinyue got goosebumps all over his body when he heard it.

Zhou Xingzhi pondered her words, calculating whether his trump card was enough to convince the old man to agree to his terms. Then, looking at Chu Yue's gentle eyes, he opened his coat and hugged her in his arms, solemnly promising over her head, "Okay."

Chu Jinyue uttered in dissatisfaction: "Tsk!"

"Drive carefully." After Chu Yue gave his instructions, he told him to leave quickly.

Chu Jinyue pulled his sister back to the room and started to talk about his future brother-in-law behind his back: "Sister, don't you think Zhou Xingzhi doesn't look like a good person?"

"Is the word 'good guy' written on your forehead? Why do you always have this prejudice against him? He was the one who saved Anjie. You should be nicer to him. After all, he is your future brother-in-law. Think about what to say to your mother tomorrow and what to bring with you!"

Chu Yue didn't know why her younger brother disliked her future brother-in-law. She would feel embarrassed if the two of them continued to dislike each other.

Zhou Xingzhi returned to the old house. His father was pruning branches in the garden, and his mother was chatting with the nanny and arranging flowers. Seeing him come back alone, she asked, "Why didn't you bring your girlfriend with you?"

"I came back to talk to Dad about some company matters." He went straight to the back garden to find the old man.

The old man could guess what he was going to say by looking at his expression. While watering his potted plants, he said, "That fireworks show in Haicheng must have cost a lot of money, right?"

"You know everything?" Zhou Xingzhi took the watering can from his hand and put it aside, then followed the old man to the study.

"She didn't come with you, probably because she knew my attitude." The old man sat in front of the coffee table and made tea.

"Whether you agree or not, I will marry her." Zhou Xingzhi said firmly.

The old man took a sip of tea and sighed softly. He understood his son. He was determined to do what he set his mind to, like when he insisted on taking the civil service exam to become a police officer. "Just because you're willing to marry someone doesn't mean they're willing to marry you. It's not that I don't agree with you getting married, but you need to think carefully about who you're going to marry."

"My sister-in-law is the good daughter-in-law you carefully selected, but now she is not as good as these two." Zhou Xingzhi poured himself tea from the fairness cup.

Zhou Kecheng narrowed his eyes at his youngest son. He had always been a scheming person, never revealing his true feelings until things were accomplished. Now that he had a girlfriend, his eagerness to make it public might explain why. This marriage, with all the fuss, must have more than just a simple purpose.

"This Chu Yue is a little clever, but she's overreaching." The old man didn't dislike his future daughter-in-law, but if his youngest son really married someone like her, not only would she be henpecked, but with such a weak spot hanging over her, any business rival might have ulterior motives.

Zhou Xingzhi knew the old man was holding a grudge against her for suggesting Xinghan change its styling team. "Dad, if I marry Yueyue, Xinghui will have her shares. We'll be one."

"Zhou Xingzhi! Are you out of your mind?" The old man was furious and slammed the table. A teacup on the table fell to the ground, and the ceramic shattered all over the floor.

Li Li, who was downstairs, heard the noise and hurried upstairs to check. The two of them were on edge, and no one knew what they were talking about. The old man calmed down again, sipping his tea from his cup, and said, "When will it be your turn to make the decision at Xinghui?"

Li Li knew that the old man hated it most when his family made any decisions without his consent. When his son was taking the civil service exam, the old man had also gotten angry at him. "How about we eat first?"

"Dad, for so many years, you have only known how to favor my brother. Everything I have in my hands is something my brother is unwilling to accept. Now I just want to marry the person I like. What does it have to do with him?"

Before the old man could say anything, Li Li was shocked! "What? You're getting married???"

"Mom!" Zhou Xingzhi glanced at Li Li standing at the door, feeling irritated. However, he hadn't revealed his trump card yet.

"I'm still alive, forget it!" No one has ever dared to challenge his authority so directly. If you want to make your own decisions in marriage, you should first see if you have the ability to do so.

"Let's eat first, it'll get cold soon." Li Li had little say in front of her husband. Her son was older and wouldn't listen. The old man came downstairs on crutches, and Zhou Xingzhi followed after sitting for a while.

Li Li followed her son downstairs and advised him, "Don't confront your father. Besides, how long have you and Xiaoyue been dating? You should spend more time together before talking about marriage. Besides, do you know her family? There's talk online about her mother being in jail!"

"Mom! What does her family situation have to do with her?" How could Zhou Xingzhi not understand? It's just that she is her and her family is her family.

"Why not? A person's upbringing is reflected in his family's appearance..." Li Li kept chattering on the stairs. The old man knocked on the floor with his cane and said sternly, "Eat well!"

Li Li had no choice but to shut up and go downstairs to eat.

Thinking of having to confront his old father after dinner, Zhou Xingzhi had no choice but to sit down and eat. The atmosphere in the family of three was quite heavy during the meal.

Auntie Tian finished cooking, said goodbye to Chu Yue and went back. Chu Jinyue looked around the house and finally found something wrong. While eating, she asked, "Sister, why aren't there any of your paintings here?"

"Yes, I moved here from my old and dilapidated house. The calligraphy in the room on the second floor..." Chu Yue then realized that there was only that calligraphy and a painting of herself and her grandparents in the study on the second floor. There was nothing nailed on the cork board.

I haven't really painted since moving here. "Have you washed your hands?" Zhou Xingzhi checked the time, wondering if he would start an argument with his parents.