Depressed wife runs with the ball

The two key figures were absent from the Youth Art Festival. They were enjoying their leisure time, while Jiang Tao, Mo Xiaoxiao, and Old Man Zhou were the ones busy.

The old man was busy entertaining some old friends from the art association and also had to receive the city leaders who came to inspect. When people asked about his son, who was the CEO, he said with disgust, "He was abducted by his daughter-in-law."

Many people are keeping an eye on his son. Since he took over the group, there has been no gossip about him. When someone came to propose marriage, the old man always made excuses to be busy and evaded them.

Now he's saying he has a daughter-in-law without saying anything? According to Zhou Jihuai's plan to marry Mo Xiaoxiao, this daughter-in-law must also be from a well-off family.

"Hey, which girl can make your young master abandon such a big event and chase after her?" asked an old man in the Art Association.

"Well, this is how young people act when they fall in love. I, an old man, don't care." The old man felt that the girl hadn't expressed her feelings, and his son looked so cowardly, so it was not easy to make it public.

In addition, each of these people has his own thoughts. As his son, he never flirts with other women, and probably doesn't want to play tricks on these old men.

"That painting at the exhibition is quite good. Your son has good taste." The deputy mayor was still thinking about the oil painting "Street Scene Impression" at the exhibition. He didn't understand painting, but he had heard a little about the local art star who was taking the internet by storm.

"No one says you have a sharp eye!" When Mr. Zhou was young, he had dealt with many leaders in the city and province. Xinghui also made a lot of contributions to the city's economic development, so these leaders always had to respect him.

After a series of receptions, the old man was exhausted. He returned home and complained to his wife: "Your son, who is in his 30s, asks for leave without even considering the time."

"This is the first time he has asked for leave in more than two years. Don't you always say that he only cares about work and doesn't worry about family matters? Now that there is finally a girl to distract him, you should be happy!" Li Li was looking forward to her son taking this leave and came back, saying that he wanted to get married.

"It would be great if he could marry that girl home." The old man was an experienced person, and he could still see the little girl's attitude towards his son.

After finishing work, Chu Yue washed her hair and took a shower, then sat on the bed and used her little notebook to draw tonight's fireworks.

My hair was only half dry, and I was afraid that the sound of blow-drying my hair would disturb Zhou Xingzhi who was working downstairs, so I could only wait.

Thinking about meeting her grandparents tomorrow, she felt complicated, both excited and scared.

She lay on the bed, covered with the quilt, carefully sketching with her paintbrush, hesitating whether to draw another figure. The sudden collapse of the Simmons mattress on her right side startled her. She covered her notebook, put away her paintbrush, grabbed the quilt, stood up, frowned and shouted, "Zhou Xingzhi!!!"

"You lie in bed without drying your hair. You're likely to catch a cold and have a headache." He feigned innocence.

"Have you finished your work?" Chu Yue was wrapped in a quilt, standing barefoot on the bed, away from him.

"When I'm done, I'll help you blow dry your hair." He stood up from the bed and went to find a hair dryer.

"I don't want you. Just stay on the first floor." Chu Yue was a little wary, afraid that he would do something wrong.

"Then give me a kiss." Zhou Xingzhi teased her.

"You've kissed today! Go back to your first floor."

We've just confirmed our relationship and he's already kissing!

"I want to sleep on the second floor tonight." He simply lay on the bed and refused to leave.

"You...! Then I'll go sleep on the first floor." She got out of bed with the quilt wrapped around her, found her shoes and put them on, and was about to go to the first floor. Zhou Xingzhi pulled her down, hugged her and said, "Okay, I won't touch you, I'll just blow dry your hair."

He put the person aside and stood up to find a hair dryer. Chu Yue wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, revealing her little face, still looking at him warily.

Zhou Xingzhi brought out a hair dryer, pulled her to sit next to the bedside table, and blew her hair, comforting her, "There's a long way to go, don't be afraid."

"It's hot, don't hold it too close." Chu Yue complained, always bothered by the fact that he pinched Qucho and threatened her to be his special assistant.

He didn't know how to blow-dry hair at all. Either it was too hot or it would hurt. Chu Yue wanted to blow-dry her hair herself, but he wouldn't let her, saying there was always a first time and she should be more careful next time.

She found that this person was sometimes very naive. How could he have the courage to point out problems with the plan in a meeting?

After drying her hair, he pinched her face and lowered his head to kiss her. Chu Yue turned her head away, frowned and asked, "Zhou Xingzhi!"

"Even a goodnight kiss is not allowed?" He started to quibble again.

"No, you've already kissed today. Go back to your first floor." Chu Yue said firmly.

Zhou Xingzhi curled his lips, then quickly kissed her on the cheek and said, "Good night."

Chu Yue just snorted in dissatisfaction and did not respond.

Zhou Xingzhi slept very well, the best sleep he had had in more than three years, so much so that when he woke up in the morning, he was humming a song softly.

When the hotel sent breakfast, Chu Yue was still asleep. He tiptoed up to the second floor and found that her brows were slightly furrowed and her eyelashes were trembling slightly. She must be dreaming, and not a good dream at that.

After rubbing his hands to warm them, he reached into the quilt and held her hand, wanting to give her some comfort. But when he touched her palm, he found that it was sweaty.

"Yueyue?" He lowered his head, stroked her forehead with his other hand, and called her softly.

Chu Yue's eyelashes trembled a few times, and she opened her eyes dejectedly. Seeing him, she turned over impatiently and asked with a nasal voice: "What are you doing?"

"Breakfast is here. Do you want to get up and eat?" he asked patiently, pulling his hand out from under the quilt.

"Hmm..." Chu Yue didn't want to talk, but she didn't want to get up either. Zhou Xingzhi lay down beside her, hugged her through the quilt and asked, "Didn't you sleep well?"

"Hmm..." She stared blankly at a certain place in the room, not knowing whether she should get up.

"Then sleep a little longer." He hugged the person next to him tightly again.

After a moment, Chu Yue took her hand out from under the quilt, patted him, and wanted to get up.

Zhou Xingzhi buried his head in the crook of her neck, exhaled lightly, and said, "It's still early, sleep a little longer."

"If you sleep any longer, you won't be able to get back to Qiancheng in the afternoon." Chu Yue moved closer to the bed, trying to keep some distance from him.

He had no choice but to get up reluctantly. Chu Yue changed clothes, washed, and put on makeup in the bathroom. When she came out, he was already sitting at the dining table waiting for her.

She slowly came down the stairs, looking at Zhou Xingzhi with a bit of fascination.

She wore a woolen top with a bow collar, a neat skirt, a low ponytail, a pigtail with a camellia flower at the end, and a more exquisite makeup than ever before.

The lipstick on her lips was a delicate pink, matching the blush on her cheeks. She exuded a sweet, well-behaved air. Her usual coldness, aloofness, and indifference were completely gone.

He thought he was grand enough.

Chu Yue didn't notice his reaction, she just sat down to eat breakfast. The dumplings were a little cold, so she picked them up with chopsticks and dipped them in soy milk.

"Why don't you eat it? It doesn't taste good when it's cold?" After eating two, she finally looked up and asked.

"Ah, I'm full, you eat." He came back to his senses from his obsession and concealed the panic in his eyes.

Chu Yue broke off a piece of fried dough stick and handed it to him, and he did not refuse.

After breakfast and checking out, the two of them set out on their journey back home. Before leaving, Chu Yue put on her woolen coat, adding another layer of coolness.

The car drove to the village market, and Chu Yue got out to buy some offerings. There were no candles or incense, just a basket of chrysanthemums and fruit. As she was paying, the shopkeeper noticed she looked familiar and asked, "Are you the granddaughter of Old Chu?"

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Chu Yue had no choice but to shout, "Uncle Qiao, it's me, Xiao Yue."

"Oh, it's really you! You haven't been back for many years. Are you here with your parents to visit Uncle Chu and Aunt Chu?" The boss put the things into the bag for her.

"No, it's just me." She took the things and tried to pay.

Zhou Xingzhi watched from the car, feeling uneasy. He opened the door and got out. He walked into the store with his long legs bent. Looking at her figure, he asked, "Yueyue, haven't you bought anything yet?"

Well, she had to explain to the shopkeeper again. "I'm done, let's go." She quickly paid and prepared to leave.

"Oh, is this your husband? Take the things. Very handsome young man." The boss complimented him a few more times.