Depressed wife runs with the ball

Zhou Xingzhi sighed helplessly.

"Aren't you here at Xinghui today for Ji Yan?"

"No, I checked with the finance department today. Qucho's annual turnover is less than 100 million, and its profit margin is less than 30%. If Xinghui acquires it, it will only be dispersed to your various departments. It's not your job as a president to personally inquire about such a small matter. An acquisition may not be a bad thing."

"Ji Yan won't agree. Let's go home and talk." Zhou Xingzhi wanted to go forward and grab her hand. Chu Yue took a step back, thought for a few minutes, and then went upstairs reluctantly.

He unlocked the door with his fingerprint, opened the shoe cabinet, looked at the slippers, then glanced at the person behind him, threw the shoes in front of him, and said, "Mr. Zhou, let's go after we finish our business. It's too late and it's not convenient."

"Aren't you going to make me a cup of tea?" Zhou Xingzhi put on slippers and walked to the kitchen to wash his hands, boil water, and prepare to make tea.

Chu Yue had been busy all day and was too lazy to deal with him. She threw her bag on the sofa and sat down, waiting for him to talk about Ji Yan.

"Where did you put your tea?" Zhou Xingzhi couldn't find it on the antique display cabinet on the wall next to the dining table.

"I can't sleep after drinking tea late at night. Mr. Zhou has something to say and doesn't plan to keep you any longer."

I have seen thick-skinned people, but I have never seen anyone so thick-skinned.

"I have a meeting at 1 a.m. and can't sleep so early. Can you lend me your laptop?"

"No."

"Can't you even borrow my computer for a cup of tea? You're my lifesaver after all."

"If you don't have anything serious to do, I'll call the police." Chu Yue has been very tired these days. He has to work overtime until late every day, and he also has to think about what Ji Yan and Su Ying are hiding from him.

Zhou Xingzhi carried a stool to the sofa, pushed her easel away, sat in front of her, and looked at her seriously.

"Chu Yue, do you really think I acquired Qucho just for that little bit of sales?"

"of course not."

"Yeah, I understand. Now that you understand, why don't you just accept it?"

"So the accident that happened to Ji Yan's parents is indeed related to you?"

Zhou Xingzhi frowned. Is this what Ji Yan said to her?

"Am I really so unforgivable in your eyes?"

Chu Yue sat cross-legged on the sofa, with a look of disgust and certainty in his eyes.

"Yes."

Zhou Xingzhi took a deep breath, feeling a surge of bitterness in his heart. Is this senior brother really that important to her?

"The person who was taken away for investigation was your good senior brother's father for favoritism and abuse of power. Do you think he will sit back and watch? Does he have the ability to protect Qucho?"

It was indeed not a trivial matter, and it was indeed his family affair, no wonder he refused to talk about it.

Chu Yue was shocked, but her expression remained calm. "He didn't have it, so that's why you bought it?"

"He's not, you are. I admit that I had selfish motives in letting you work as my special assistant at Xinghui, but given your abilities and current situation, you're not suitable to be a designer at Xinghui."

Chu Yue laughed. Her abilities were not suitable for being a designer, so would she be suitable for being a special assistant?

"Mr. Zhou, Qucho and the other three partners are indispensable. Ji Yan can't protect me, but I can. If you want to discuss acquisition, then I can only see you off. Please."

She stood up and tried to open the door. Zhou Xingzhi grabbed her wrist, tilted his head towards the dining table, and after a moment's hesitation, said, "At least let me finish that glass of water."

He actually wanted to hug her. He needed time to figure out many things. "Are Qucho and Ji Yan really that important to you?"

Chu Yue shook off his hand and looked at him with a frown: "Of course."

"Chu Yue, you...don't force me to do anything more extreme. You can only choose one between Qucho and Ji Yan!"

Zhou Xingzhi was filled with jealousy, and although he tried his best to endure it, he still felt depressed.

This man was even scarier than Shen Yaolin back then. "Even worse? Zhou Xingzhi, how did I offend you? Ji Yan alone wasn't enough, you're even going to implicate Su Ying?"

Well, I also know that there is a Su Ying by her side.

"Su Ying sent all the money you earned from selling paintings back home. Is there a good person around you?" Zhou Xingzhi sneered.

Chu Yue just felt very tired and didn't want to deal with him. Anyone would be fine. She just wanted to take a shower and go to bed.

"Mr. Zhou, what does the people around me have to do with you?"

Zhou Xingzhi checked the time: 11:30. Never mind, there was still time to go. He stood up and walked to the entrance to change his shoes. After changing his shoes, he looked at Chu Yue, who was standing at the door, waiting to see him off, and couldn't hide his inner disappointment.

"Goodbye." Chu Yue opened the door for him.

For nearly three years, he had never let go of the person he had rescued from the sea. But now, in her eyes, he had become an unforgivable criminal, and nothing he did seemed to change her opinion of him.

She lowered her eyes, unable to discern the emotion within them. Was it disgust? Or exhaustion?

He stepped out of the door, turned around and wanted to say something comforting, but the door slammed shut, and he could vaguely hear her curse from inside: "You pervert."

He chuckled and knocked on the door again.

Chu Yue's expression changed, and he asked with a forced smile, "Did you drop something?"

"I heard you scolding me. Last time on the phone you said I was sick?" He leaned his hands on the door, looking smug.

"It's just the facts." This guy had repeatedly trespassed into his own home, which was truly annoying. Calling him a pervert or a psycho was the least of his worries.

"Ah..." He sighed. How could this girl be so hard-hearted? He pulled her into his arms. Since she said she was a pervert, he would show her what a true pervert looked like.

Chu Yue was caught off guard and before he could shout out, his mouth was blocked by someone.

The warm touch and the familiar cedar scent surrounded her whole body. She didn't know if it was exhaustion or the smell that made her unable to resist, but the two hands against his chest seemed powerless.

Their breaths tangled, she was a little breathless, her mind blank. She seemed... not to resist the kiss very much.

Feeling the person in his arms gradually soften and his breathing weaken, Zhou Xingzhi became even more brazen and pushed the person into the room. He kicked the door shut with his back foot.

Chu Yue came to her senses when she heard the door close. She pushed him away and stumbled to the ground, her chest heaving. She breathed in the fresh air and cursed, "Zhou Xingzhi, you pervert!"

Zhou Xingzhi was still not satisfied. He curled his lips and smiled, squatted down and looked at her, and said with a malicious look: "Is this what you call perverted? I have something even more perverted. Do you want to try it?"

"You're sick!" Chu Yue wiped his mouth with his sleeve, stood up, patted his butt, and stared at him fiercely.

"Have a good rest. I'll come to see you tomorrow." He wanted to reach out and pat her shoulder, but seeing that she was looking away, he had to give up.

After seeing Zhou Xingzhi off, Chu Yue was thinking in her heart that Ji Yan's father had been taken away for investigation, and there was also something going on at Su Ying's home.

Some time ago, Chu Jie'an wanted to give her to Xie Yanzhou. Could it be that all these things were pushed by the Zhou family?

I called Su Ying, but the phone rang for a long time before she answered.

"Yueyue, is there something wrong with Old Ji?" Her voice sounded busy and tired.

"He's fine, he's in the hospital and will be discharged tomorrow."

The other party breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you're okay."

"Yingying, something happened at home and you need money, right?"

There was a long silence on the other side, and then, probably finding a quiet place, she said with tears in her eyes, "Yueyue, I didn't mean it. My mother was diagnosed with breast cancer and needs surgery. I... I have no choice. I can't bring myself to tell Ji Yan... Don't worry... I will definitely pay you back later."

"Yingying, don't worry. Is the surgery done? How much money do you need?"

"It's just a few tens of thousands short. Don't worry, I will pay you back, Yueyue. I'm sorry." Su Ying was under a lot of pressure and kept apologizing.

"Which hospital? I'll give you the tens of thousands tomorrow and go see her on the way. Why didn't you discuss this with me? Luckily, those paintings can help."

Chu Yue was also tired, so he hung up the phone after a few pleasantries and went to bed.

I found time to go to the hospital to see Ji Yan at noon. Xinxin was there too. After taking care of him for a week, she looked much more haggard.

"Old Ji, are you planning to never tell me about your father's affairs?" Chu Yue pulled a stool and sat beside the bed, feeling depressed.

"The matter has not been investigated clearly yet, not to mention..." Ji Yan looked at Xu Yuanxin, hesitant to speak.

Xu Yuanxin used the excuse of packing up her things and went out to complete the discharge procedures.