Depressed wife runs with the ball

A few words of praise made Zhou Xingzhi's heart blossom. Chu Yue rolled her eyes at him in the car.

The car stopped at the intersection and the two got out. Chu Yue couldn't wait and ran halfway up the hill.

Chu Jie'an was not very filial to his grandparents when they were alive, but after they died, he held a lavish funeral. The graves of his grandparents were next to each other, and there were incense sticks that were extinguished before they were completely burned.

Chu Yue placed the chrysanthemums in front of the two elders' graves, straightened his clothes, took off his coat, handed it to Zhou Xingzhi, stood in front of the two elders' graves, and bowed.

With mixed feelings in my heart, I squatted down to pour wine for my grandfather and talked about college and work.

Zhou Xingzhi discovered that she was extremely cautious in front of her grandparents, and her clothing, appearance, and behavior were all restrained.

The relationship between grandfather and grandson may be close, but is strictness really strict?

After paying respects to Grandpa, he went to Grandma and repeated the formalities, but without pouring the wine. He recounted the awards and bonuses he had won in college, more seriously than when he was giving a report at work. At the end, his voice choked with sobs, he asked, "Does achieving this level of accomplishment count as pride in your eyes?"

"Yueyue..." Zhou Xingzhi used to think that at least her childhood should be happy. Now that he thinks about it, the bottle of medicine in the drawer also has a reason.

"I've tried my best, and I've tried my best. Don't worry." Chu Yue bowed to the two elderly people. Even if I tried my best, what would it matter? Loneliness is always eternal.

"I don't know when I will come to see you next time. Will you blame me for not visiting you for so many years?" She stroked the words on the tombstone and thought to herself that if her grandfather were still alive, he would probably dislike the poor handwriting.

Her grandparents may have taught her a lot, but they didn't teach her how to love herself.

Zhou Xingzhi squatted down, put his hand on her shoulder, and said to the tombstone: "Grandpa and grandma, don't worry. I will take good care of her and be her solid support in the future."

Chu Yue was in a very low mood when he returned to town from the village. His car was still parked in the hotel's underground parking lot, and he returned to the same room.

"Aren't you going back to the city?" She unbuckled her seat belt and looked at him puzzledly.

"Come back after the fireworks." He took the luggage out of the trunk, held hands and walked to the front desk, and booked the same room.

Looking at the calendar hanging on the front desk, she realized that tomorrow would be the weekend. The Youth Art Festival submission deadline was approaching. Back in her room, she wanted to take a nap, but Zhou Xingzhi pulled her to sit on the sofa and said, "Yueyue, you're already good enough. There's no need to be so hard on yourself. Grandpa and grandma are just old and worried about your future, so they demand your best."

Chu Yue lowered her eyes. His voice was like a clear spring, leaping into her heart. No one had ever told her that she was good enough. Even Teacher Yang was always afraid that she would become proud.

She lowered her head and lay in his arms. She stretched her arms to his back and listened to the heartbeat in his chest. It seemed that this was really her backing.

His phone rang at an inopportune time. It was Su Weikai. He looked at the person in his arms, hesitating whether to answer it. Chu Yue looked up, let go of him and said, "You go ahead and do your thing. I'm going upstairs to take a nap."

He walked to the balcony with his cell phone, closed the sliding door, and pressed the answer button.

"Hello." There was a hint of annoyance in the voice.

"Where are you? Your dad is attending this art festival on your behalf." Su Weikai wanted to find him to cut in line and take a look at what was so special about the oil paintings at the exhibition that one had to queue up to see.

"Let's talk about business." Zhou Xingzhi was a little impatient, with one hand in his pocket, staring straight at the sea level below.

"Ji Guobang's guilt is confirmed. It was confirmed that it was your brother who reported him. Although Ji Guobang made mistakes in his duties, your brother is not a good person either. He was reported for maliciously colluding in the bidding of the project. He felt that Ji Guobang did not help and directly sent him to the Discipline Inspection Commission."

"Got it." Zhou Xingzhi hung up the phone without any hesitation, as expected.

Su Weikai looked at the phone interface that had been hung up, "What kind of person is this? He changes his attitude faster than a woman."

"What do you want to eat tonight?" He pushed the door open and entered the room, saying to the person upstairs.

"Home-cooked food." Chu Yue changed into pajamas and lay on the bed playing with her phone. Zhou Xingzhi walked up the stairs, went up to the second floor, and lay down beside her. "I'll take you to eat private dishes tonight."

"Take off your coat!" Chu Yue turned her head and saw that he was wearing a suit, but he had taken off his coat and scarf.

"Okay." Zhou Xingzhi raised the corner of his mouth. It was she who asked him to take it off, not him being a hooligan.

When he took off his suit jacket and pulled on his tie, Chu Yue suddenly realized that this action seemed a bit dangerous. "Zhou Xingzhi, I asked you to take off your jacket, not your tie!"

"It's strangling my neck and it's uncomfortable to sleep." He tore off his tie and unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt.

"Then you sleep on the first floor!" She quickly got up from the bed. This man was too shameless.

"You made me take it off," he said a little aggrievedly. "It's just a nap, no need to be nervous." He half-knelt on the bed with one leg, reached out and pulled her into his arms, and together they fell sideways onto the soft bed.

"Just hold me and sleep. I'll be up soon because I have work to do." He coaxed her, patting her back gently to comfort her.

Chu Yue thought of the mountain behind her grandparents' graves, with many cedar trees on the other side. She placed her small hand over his chest and said, "Forget about going to the pine and fir forest where I used to sketch as a child?"

"There will be a chance later." He held the person tighter in his arms, smelled the sweet fragrance on her body, swallowed his saliva, and kissed the top of her head with his Adam's apple rolling.

"Was that a work call just now? From this perspective, the position of president of a listed company is still a sinecure. I'll be the president one day." She thought so in her arms. She always felt that as the president, it didn't seem to have much of an impact for him to be away from work so many times on weekdays.

"I'm afraid the president can't do it. Madam President, do you want to try?"

"We just confirmed our relationship yesterday, what are you thinking?"

"Yueyue, we have known each other for three years. You really don't remember anything?" He walked out and looked down at her.

"I remember, I remember you were wearing a pair of slippers when you saved me. There were many beautiful girls waiting to see you in the police station lobby. When I gave you a banner, there was a policewoman who thought I was there to see you too. However, when she saw the banner, her eyes lit up!" Thinking of that policewoman, she still thought she was very cute and looked up at him.

Hmm...if we keep kissing, will we be unable to kiss again tonight? "Your boyfriend is quite popular." She couldn't help herself and continued to kiss him.

"Zhou Xingzhi! If you keep doing this... then..." Chu Yue hadn't even finished her accusation when he started hitting her again. Fearing he'd actually do something wrong, she had no choice but to hit him. He finally held back, sat up in bed, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "Uh... I'm going downstairs to work. Jiang Tao should be looking for me."

Fortunately, Chu Yue also breathed a sigh of relief and breathed in the fresh air.

"If you do this again next time, don't come up here." She calmed down and warned.

Next time? That means... there will be a next time.

Zhou Jihuai looked at the application submitted by the finance department in the computer OA, the payment request from Anjie Technology.

Chu Jie'an has such a capable daughter who wins the old man's favor as soon as she appears. Why should he marry her while his youngest son can become the president and have a free love life?

Call Chu Jianan and ask him out for a drink in the evening.

Zhou Xingzhi was working downstairs, typing on his laptop from time to time, occasionally asking a few questions, and answering the phone.

His voice was calm and unhurried, making people feel calm and at ease. Chu Yue fell asleep with this voice.

After Zhou Xingzhi finished his work, he went upstairs to see her sleeping soundly. He tucked in the quilt for her and lay down beside her to sleep.

Chu Yue woke up and turned her head to look at him. His facial features were distinct, with strong lines and a high nose bridge. When he was asleep, the corners of his mouth were slightly turned down.

With his face, he must have only had one girlfriend, right? Now that I think about it, when we first met, I just thought he was nosy?

I have to work and drive these days, so it must be very tiring.

Reaching out to touch his face, I remembered the sculpture "The Rape of Persephone" where those hands were squeezing the girl's thighs.