Depressed wife runs with the ball

She didn't stay at the Chu family for long, probably only about twenty days.

After finishing her grandmother's funeral, she returned to the villa with her unfamiliar parents. She felt uncomfortable everywhere. Although her parents had never treated her harshly in public, their cold violence was fully displayed towards this daughter.

Chu Yue also felt that she was redundant in that family. After college started, she moved to the school and never went back all year round. At first, her father would call to ask about her, but after asking twice, he said he was busy with his studies, and then he stopped asking.

Her grandfather passed away when she was in the third grade of junior high school, and it was at the funeral that she saw her biological parents for the first time. After the funeral, Chu Jie'an discussed with her grandmother in her room about taking her to live in the city. Her grandmother refused, and Chu Jie'an was so anxious that she scratched her head and stamped her feet.

Huang Yunfu, Chu Yue's mother, took her hand and asked gently, "Yueyue, do you want to go to the city?" Chu Yue shook her head and pointed to her grandmother's room and said, "I want to stay with grandma."

Afterwards, they returned to the city and began to focus on raising their younger brother. When they returned to the village again, it was Grandma's funeral.

Ji Yan's gaze moved up and down in front of Chu Yue, and he didn't know what she was thinking about. She was lost in thought and didn't respond even after he called her several times.

"Sister Yue!" he shouted, finally bringing people back to reality.

"Ah, what did you say?"

"If you have any other requests, you can ask your senior brother." Ji Yan thought she was thinking of her ex-boyfriend Shen Yaolin, and his eyes were full of sadness, and he felt sorry for her.

She scratched her eyebrows with her right hand, thought for several minutes, then leaned forward and said to Ji Yan shamelessly: "Brother, how about you lend me some money to buy a house?"

I just felt pity for this person, but she dared to make such an outrageous request. Should I ask him for a car next time? "Chu Yue, you are so bold!"

"It doesn't need to be too much. I just want to buy an old and small house. It's only four or five hundred thousand. You have money, right?" She also knew that this request was a bit excessive. If his girlfriend knew about it, she would make a big scene at the company.

"What an old, dilapidated house! The down payment is still four or five hundred thousand? Are you asking for the sky?" Ji Yan felt that it would be better for her to have a big quarrel with him directly than to make such a request!

Hearing his senior brother's words, Chu Yue knew that this idiot had been fooled again, and quickly followed up: "Thank you, senior brother, for lending me the down payment! I'll give you the card number when I find a house I like."

Ji Yan was stunned. Did he agree? Why did he even thank him? "No... I... When did I agree to lend you the down payment?"

Chu Yue feigned innocence and replied angrily, "Didn't you just say that? The down payment for a small, old, dilapidated house is 400,000 or 500,000 yuan? Doesn't that mean that you can borrow money for a small, old, dilapidated house that doesn't cost 400,000 or 500,000 yuan?"

Ji Yan was choked by these three questions, unable to refute. He had the money, but how could this girl dare to ask him such a question? Did she have no intention of returning to the Chu family?

The two men in the Chu family were indeed patriarchal, but he had never seen this junior sister return home since he met her in college. He knew she was Chu Jie'an's daughter because he saw her father at his home.

During the chat, Chu Jie'an learned that he was also studying design at the Art Academy, and asked him if he knew a girl named Chu Yue. He nodded and said he knew her. Chu Jie'an did not ask any further questions, as he probably guessed that there was some conflict between father and daughter.

If he stayed in this office any longer, she was afraid he would make even more excessive demands. She could only pick up the sunglasses on the table and slowly put them on. She turned and walked to the door, gritted her teeth and said, "Just tell me how much you need."

Chu Yue also smiled and replied: "Thank you, Senior Brother. I will work like a slave and serve you at your service to repay your kindness!"

Ji Yan was so confident in this junior sister because, firstly, she was really professional. Her talent in design was praised by many professors when she was in school. In the past six months, she had created a lot of profits for the company. When the old man in the family saw the financial report of his son's company, he was very satisfied. Although the profit was not much, it was rare to have a net profit.

Secondly, when his girlfriends started making trouble, she would always act nonchalant, and with a few words, she would make them cry and then run back home. Of course, when those girlfriends who were in the honeymoon period got jealous and came to the company to cause trouble, she would just open his office door and start a fight with him right there, and then she would stop until his girlfriend stood next to her.

As the company's business grew, Chu Yue often worked until late at night before going back to rest. Old Jia from the marketing department couldn't bear it and asked Ji Yan to recruit more people. Chu Yue was a dull person and didn't like to communicate much, so he asked Ji Yan to hire a director or something like that to oversee design, and he could just focus on design.

Over the weekend, Chu Yue rode her bicycle to look at houses. She cycled around, but couldn't find anything she liked. By the end of the day, her back and waist ached. She didn't have much money, and buying a house was about settling down and finding a place to stay. However, if she did buy the house, she would be under immense pressure. She'd probably be tied to Ji Yan's office for four or five years, working like a slave for him.

The young master of Xinghui Group is going to marry Mo Xiaoxiao. The internet is flooded with news about them, with praises pouring in about how they are a perfect match and how talented and beautiful they are. Ji Yan is looking through the online posts in his office, but there is not a single photo of the two holding hands.

Zhou Jihuai, the person in charge of Xinghui Group, is currently being held at home. He has resisted his marriage with Mo Xiaoxiao, but it was useless. Now he is just waiting for the wedding to begin, and for him, the groom, to be carried onto the stage. Once the ceremony is completed, the marriage will be concluded.

As the industrial leader of Qiancheng, Xinghui was able to marry Mr. Mo's daughter, the national fencing athlete Mo Xiaoxiao, which would bring many benefits to the company. Mr. Mo was a retired leader from the province, and he had both political and national popularity.

Zhou Jihuai had met Mo Xiaoxiao, and they certainly didn't spark chemistry. He already had a girlfriend. Although her family wasn't prestigious, she was kind and straightforward. It was just that families like theirs only cared about matching status. The old man arranged the marriage simply to boost the company's stock price; he didn't care about the petty romances of young people.

Lao Jia found Ji Yan and said on the phone, "Mr. Ji, Xinghui's Zhou Jihuai is getting married to Mo Xiaoxiao!"

"I haven't heard Zhou Jihuai say anything about it. Why are they suddenly getting married?" Ji Yan was also a little puzzled. This year, their company was kicked out of the supplier list by Zhou Jihuai, so they could not participate in the bidding for the Xinghui project.

"Well, never mind. Can we participate in the bidding next year?" Lao Jia has always been counting the days for Xinghui. If he can take over this market, the company's annual profit will be guaranteed.

Ji Yan only knew that he was kicked out because Zhou Jihuai had some opinions about his father Ji Guobang, but now it is just a marriage, not a change of power. Whether he can get out of the small black room or not, he probably still has a long way to go.

Chu Yue searched for a week and finally settled on a run-down, dilapidated apartment in Cuiyuan, a walk-up apartment on the fifth floor with two bedrooms and a living room. She borrowed 300,000 yuan from Ji Yan for the down payment and stayed at the company every night to design her own renovation plans.

It was not smooth sailing when she was looking for a decoration company. As a student majoring in design, she had very high requirements for aesthetics. She took the drawings to the decoration company to calculate the price. The final conclusion was close to 300,000 yuan, but in fact she only had 100,000 yuan in her hand. She had no choice but to do it herself and simply do some soft furnishings. It could be considered her own home, and she could make any changes later.

Zhou Xingzhi received a call from Zhou Kecheng, asking him to appear at Zhou Jihuai's wedding, saying that a family must be present and it was also out of respect for the in-laws.

Zhou Jihuai was his half-brother. The two had been at odds since childhood, lacking much brotherly affection, and only feigned a friendly relationship in front of the old man. Zhou Xingzhi studied psychology, and his mother had helped him get into the civil service exam, promising him that he could return home whenever needed. Now that Zhou Jihuai was willing to marry, it showed he was still listening to the old man. It wasn't yet time for a civil servant like him to take over the company.